The male god of fast crossing the space world, please hold back

Chapter 914 Flower Soul Appreciation: Killing (2)

"Don't worry." Jin Fengyu looked at Ye Nuanyang, who was slightly bloodstained at the corner of his mouth, and said, "She has no chance to go back."

Although he agreed to Chu Nian to ensure that Ye Nuanyang could live, he did not guarantee her 'complete' life.

"Deputy President Jin means, can I scratch her face?" Qiao Ju looked very excited, with a look of joy on her whole face.

"Draw whatever you want." Jin Fengyu was outraged and didn't beat her around the bush.

Although a person like Ye Nuanyang has become a host, just looking at her host ranking and points, one can tell that she, Ye Nuanyang, is not an important person at all.

Jin Fengyu also thought so, if it wasn't for the relationship between Ye Nuanyang and Chu Nian, he would never have kept Ye Nuanyang's life.

But because of the first thought, at least her 'life' must be kept, no matter what this life is left for.

As long as you don't die, anything is fine.

Although, he already has in his heart what kind of person Ye Nuanyang will eventually become.

"Yeah!" Qiao Ju jumped lightly in joy, clapped her hands and said, "That's really great, Ye Nuanyang, today we will avenge our injustice, let's avenge our revenge!"

After the sound fell, Qiao Ju took the dagger in his hand and shook it in front of Ye Nuanyang.

In the next second, Ye Nuanyang immediately showed a terrified expression and said, "You...what do you want to do? Don't do this, don't do this..."

"Isn't it obvious what I want to do?" Qiao Ju raised a happy smile, looked at her and said, "I want your face to be a little cat!"

The next second, Qiao Ju narrowed her eyes coldly, and directly took the dagger in her hand and slashed towards Ye Nuanyang's face.

The force is so heavy that the blade even touches the bone directly.

"Ah—" A heart-piercing voice rang out, breaking the entire hall.

Ye Nuanyang covered her face, tears streaming down her face.

"Hahahahaha——" Qiao Ju on the side smiled even more happily, and his whole body was as excited as a ghost.

"Ye Nuanyang, Ye Nuanyang, you are begging me, you are begging me." Qiao Ju laughed and said to her: "If you beg me, I can consider cutting your face less. "

"Don't...don't scratch my face anymore." Ye Nuanyang couldn't cry, her throat could hardly cry, she knelt on the ground and begged bitterly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I beg you, please Please, don't kill me, don't scratch my face."

"Hahahahahahahahaha——" Qiao Ju laughed loudly and said, "Sister Chacha, look at her, she looks like a dog wagging her tail and begging for mercy. She used to be very verbal, and every word was aggressive. But now ? This world is really a cycle of mountains and rivers."

In an instant, when Fang Qiaoju finished speaking, he slashed at Ye Nuanyang's other side of the face again, gritted his teeth and said: "Then I would like to ask, is it useful? If it is useful , what more do you need the Hell Alliance Punishment Envoy, or Master Si Ming of Huahunjian?"

"Ah—" The moment the knife slashed across Ye Nuanyang's face, there was another burst of heart-piercing cries.

She covered her face with her hands, and the front of her eyes had already started to shake, one white and one black, one white and one black.

It hurts--

Her hands were covered with viscous blood, and even the air was filled with the smell of blood.

(End of this chapter)