Duanmu Ming still did not take back the knife in his hand and said with a smile: "Do you want to die?"

"In no mood!"

"Is that right?" As soon as Duanmu Ming's words came out, Ming Yanyan instinctively trembled.

"Young master, that slut... no, Hong or something, isn't you your younger brother's friend? If so, I will send me a message back immediately and let them release them!"

Ming Yanyan's hand kept trembling, and the jade sign was in her hand, but she just didn't dare to send it, for fear of annoying the person in front of her, and she "clicked" her with a knife.

"It seems that there is another method that is more useful than your messaging!" Duanmu Ming kept his original movement unchanged, and ignored the continuous dripping blood on the knife, "Dedicate your soul!"

When Ming Yanyan heard this, her eyes suddenly opened and she gave her soul. Doesn’t that mean she has been controlled by others in her life?

"Don't worry, when I get what I want, I will give you freedom!"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Duanmu Ming chuckled, he thought she was stupid? What qualifications did she have to let him pay for this thought?

"Die or surrender!"

No more talks to her, Duanmu Ming pulled his hand aside.

A severe pain came from his neck, and Ming Yanyan clearly felt that her blood vessels were cut and her collar was soon soaked with blood coming out.

"You don't have much time to think about it!"

As time passed, Ming Yanyan's face gradually paled. She looked at the man in front of her and felt extremely frightened.

What kind of eyes are like? It seems that millions of people are slaughtering, and all living beings are like clouds in his eyes.

She had no doubt that if she didn't make a decision, the man would watch her blood flow to death.

How can freedom be more important than life?

Ming Yanyan bit her lower lip tightly and released her soul...

"Young Master..."

Ming Yanyan saw that the person in front of her had not moved for a long time and spoke very weakly.

Didn’t she ask her to give her soul? She was waiting for him to sign a contract with master and servant.

Duanmu Ming lifted his eyelids: "Make a soul jade slip by yourself, your soul is too dirty!"

Ming Yanyan once again confirmed what she thought just now. The man in front of her was a demon from the depths of hell. Why did she mistakenly think that he was a novice at the beginning?

But now her life is in the hands of the other party, and she dares to be angry but dares not speak out. She can only make a soul jade slip according to his instructions.

Duanmu Ming put the jade slip into the space ring, then kicked her in the chest and kicked her out: "I'll stop the bleeding and crawled over to see me!"

Ming Yanyan finally left under his knife, covered her chest and collapsed on the ground, gasping heavily.

A layer of anger gradually shrouded in her eyes, and then a sneer appeared on her lips. Her current situation was much better than she thought.

The man did not engrave the soul mark into her mind, but chose a clumsy method to ask for her soul jade slip.

In this case, the other party would not notice anything she thought, and no one would know even if she had bad intentions.

It seems that when the woman wakes up, he will go to the Mingyu Sword Sect.

Humph, then, my father must help her steal the soul jade slip and kill the man and woman.

No, there are those two little beasts who have been killed by thousands of swords.

She looked at Xiaobing and Xiaobaba coldly, then took out the wound medicine and poured it on her neck. The piercing pain deepened her murderous intent.
Chapter completed!