Madam, she always wants to bring trouble to the world

Chapter 531 Those People Will Die

The world seemed to be much quieter, the hustle and bustle in her ears dissipated in an instant, the only warmth in winter fell on her body, Feng Qingyan raised her head, the sun was neither hot nor dry, but it was still glaring, making her unable to open her eyes.

The death of the ghost general brought too much shock and grief to the ghost people. They were angry and fought desperately to kill the human race. The earth that had been soaked in blood had receded the pure white of the snow, and the red was intoxicating.

What a beautiful color of blood.

Feng Qingyan slowly stood up from the ground, blood was stained on the knees of her dress, she seemed to be unable to see everything around her, until a knife flew towards her...

She seemed to have forgotten to dodge, the knife cut a cut directly on her left arm, and the bright red blood slid down her arm, slowly staining the white cloth she used to bandage the wound on her palm.

But she didn't seem to feel any pain.

In the end, the blood slid down the fingertips, drop by drop, onto the snow that was already full of blood.

"Qingyan..."

Is someone calling her?Maybe it should be.

"Master City Lord, if one day your subordinates are annihilated in ashes, please help them take care of Nuanzhi..."

The words of General Ghost suddenly came to mind again, and Feng Qingyan remembered something in an instant.

"Warm knowledge!"

The next second she regained consciousness, her eyes searched for Nuan Zhi's figure, and finally fixed on the little girl lying on the ground crying sadly.

Someone wanted to kill her, but Xi Hua kept standing beside her with Huanhuan in his arms, so he didn't let others succeed.

When his eyes looked over, they just collided with her, and then her eyes fell on the little fox in his arms. There was blood on the white hair.

She dodged and quickly came to them. When she saw Huan Huan in Xi Hua's arms covered in blood, her fingertips trembled, and her emotions throbbed silently.

"Phantom..."

"I'll take it to find Qingyue." Xi Hua held her hand with a stretched out hand, as if it was a reassurance, allowing Feng Qingyan to finally find herself.

"Okay, go, go..." She pushed him forward, repeating these two words, she didn't even dare to look at Huanhuan again, for fear that she would not be able to bear the grief in her heart, "Go!"

She was pale and in poor condition, Xi Hua was a little worried about her, actually seeing her like this, he didn't need to ask to know that she must have failed to find Leader Yin.

But thinking about it, he still left with Huanhuan, and disappeared in a flash.

Feng Qingyan raised her hand and wiped away the tears she didn't know when she slipped down with her sleeve, and then knelt down to help Nuanzhi up, the little girl kept crying.

"Sister Yan, I want to kill them and avenge my father..." The little girl was impulsive, bent down to pick up a sword on the ground and was about to charge forward.

"Nuanzhi, don't go, you are not their opponent!" Feng Qingyan grabbed her, she knew exactly what cultivation level Lu Tianyi was, and Nuanzhi was by no means an opponent.

"But my father is dead, my only relative in this world is gone, Sister Yan, my father is dead."

The little girl couldn't help crying again, she couldn't avenge her father, she really hated herself.

"No, no, you still have me, and I'm with you." Feng Qingyan stretched out her hands, hugged the little girl in her arms, cried choked up, and said to her, "I am you." Sister Yan, that Sister Yan who helped you drive away the evil spirits in Jiuyou Hell and named you Nuanzhi, I have always been here, and I will accompany you from now on."

There was a moment of daze in his expression. Nuanzhi had always thought that Feng Qingyan was very similar to that person before, but he never thought that she would really be her, nor did he think that she would tell her the unknown truth under such circumstances. identity.

"Sister Yan..." Nuan Zhi also reached out to hug her, but she couldn't stop crying even more sadly.

"Nuan Zhibai, those people..." Feng Qingyan patted her back lightly with her hand, she paused, and there was a cold murderous intent in her eyes: "They will all die."

She let go of Nuan Zhi, held the little girl's hand, and raised the long sword in her hand: "Raise your sword and protect yourself, like... like this!"

One turned sideways, stabbed out with a sword in his hand, and the long sword pierced through the body of a certain sect disciple who was attacking.

Seeing the disciple slowly fall to the ground, Feng Qingyan looked indifferent, and pulled out his long sword suddenly.

Nuan Zhi nodded blankly, she gradually stopped crying, but there were still two tear stains on her face.

"This war should have ended long ago." Feng Qingyan let go of her hand, turned around, and took a step forward.

As early as when she arrived, there were multiple eyes staring at her. Several masters on the city wall, men in black hiding in the dark, and some people whose identities could not be distinguished were all using different colors. stared at her.

"Stop!" She yelled at the fighting crowd, and quietly activated her soul power, so no matter how small the voice was in this battlefield, it could still clearly reach the ears of everyone present.

However, only a few people stopped their movements because of her yell, but in the next second, they immediately moved their hands again, completely ignoring her.

"If the human race doesn't want to be wiped out here, stop them all." This time, her tone was a little lower, with obvious impatience and forbearance.

"Where did the woman come from!"

"The tone is really arrogant."

"Hmph, it's from the ghost clan again!"

Many people sneered at Feng Qingyan, a person they had never met before. No one listened to her words, not only did they not listen, but also became more presumptuous because of her behavior!
At first, it was only the disciples of the sect, but with them taking the lead, the soldiers didn't care about it anymore.

A certain man standing not far away kept looking at Feng Qingyan, and finally jumped up, flipped the long sword in his hand quickly, and then struck straight at Feng Qingyan.

"Nuan Zhi, back away." Feng Qingyan had expected it, she stretched out her hand to push Nuan Zhi beside her, and then quickly avoided the man's attack.

The target of the man's attack was her, and he was completely aimed at her. Even if she avoided it, he would attack her again, but this behavior undoubtedly angered Feng Qingyan.

She took a step forward, and looked back slightly, her eyes were cold, without any warmth at all.

Turning her feet, a walking position appeared behind the man. With concentrated soul power in her hand, she slapped his palm on his back, and before everyone could see clearly, she directly grabbed the sword from the man's hand.

Turning sideways in a circle, the long sword was drawn out, and it struck the man's back at once, and then stabbed straight, the long sword pierced into the man's body in an instant.

The people who saw this scene widened their eyes in disbelief. It was extremely terrifying that such a master could not do two moves under her hands.

"I've given you a chance!"

Her red lips parted slightly, and there was a deep chill in her words.

　If the gods have no heart and no compassion, what should they do?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)