Qiankun stared at Su Muxue with a gloomy face. This demon girl dared to use this despicable move in full view of everyone, trying to get away with it.
It's impossible to have me here!
Qiankun pointed to the sword cultivator's infatuated appearance and said to everyone righteously: "Everyone, have you seen it? What did this witch make your brothers look like? She has used this trick not once or twice, and her every behavior is charming you. I believe that his friend was also captured by her like this and killed him!"
"Before this, she also wanted to use this shameless technique on me, but unfortunately I saw it through it. Now, I will let you see her ugly face!"
Seeing that this was already a certain fact, Kong Douxuan felt something was wrong. When they recalled talking and laughing with Su Muxue, they often confirmed that what she said was correct. Then look at the sword cultivator who did not look like a human or a ghost, it was really what Qiankun said.
"Hahahahaha!"
Seeing that he was over, Su Muxue laughed instead of anger. She stood up with the remaining sword cultivator, pulled out the sword and pressed it against the sword cultivator's neck.
Everyone was shocked when they saw Su Muxue like this.
This is already a rebellion!
Unexpectedly, she was really an insider! Everyone, including Kong Douxuan, was disappointed.
With the hostage in hand, everyone dared not act rashly. Su Muxue looked at Qiankun with a vicious look and scolded viciously: "Bitch! Originally, the person who died that night should be yours, why didn't he fall into my charming skills?"
"The person you should hate is not me, and he. It was him who killed your brother, not me!" Su Muxue shouted frantically, grabbing the sword tightly. The sword blade had penetrated into his neck, and a trace of blood was overflowing.
The pain gradually restored his consciousness, and the spiritual energy in his body was not completely destroyed by Su Muxue. He raised his weak eyelids, stared at Su Muxue, and shouted hoarsely: "Bitch, give my brother my life!"
"Hahahahahaha! Your brother has died long ago, don't call me the soul!" Su Muxue increased the strength of her wrist again, and the sword blade penetrated deep into the sword cultivator's neck again. She lowered her head and looked at him contempt, showing a cruel smile again, and continued to verbally humiliate:
"Do you know? Your brother was tortured by me so unparalleled. Before he died, he was still begging me, 'Master, don't kill me' and so on. I'm so laughing to death. How could there be two of you so mean people?"
Jian Xiu was so angry and sad that Su Muxue said that a line of tears left behind anger and sadness, and his expression had been distorted to the extreme.
When Qiankun heard Su Muxue's words, his expression had already condensed to the freezing point, and his anger suddenly rose.
This woman looks so glamorous on the outside, but her heart is so rotten and extremely vicious. Such an ugly style is really unworthy of being a disciple of Jiange, let alone being a human being.
Qiankun couldn't help but take a step forward, with an extremely fierce momentum.
Seeing that Qiankun was approaching her, Su Muxue was so scared that she retreated several meters. The fear that Qiankun had just caused her has not eased yet, and she didn't want to take risks again.
"Back! Back! Don't come over! Otherwise, I'll kill him!"
Seeing Su Muxue's crazy look, Qiankun knew that she had lost, it was only a matter of time. So he took a step back to see what else she could do next.
"If I let me go, I will let him go! How about it? One life is for another life, isn't this business a loss, right? Elder Kong!"