The killer also travels through the series of clouds without trace

Chapter 428 Turn 8
All the movements stopped when they saw the Empress Dowager Yin who was lying on the ground, and a murderous look suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Still standing in the rice field.

His fingers, which had always been steady, were trembling slightly now.

Since coming to this time and space, all the murderous aura that had been suppressed with all his might burst out in an instant.

In this world, there is no right or wrong.

Killing is right.

Those who are killed are wrong.

If you succeed, you will be a king and if you lose, you will be a bandit. The world of the strong is the basis for distinguishing right from wrong.

Yue Qingyun felt a dull pain in her head, and looked at the Empress Dowager Yin who fell to the ground without raising her breath, with a white silk tightly tied around her neck, tears flowed out unconsciously, not tears of cowardice, But tears of hatred.

With tears in his eyes, Yue Qingyun was dazzled by the sunlight reflected from the white silk, and suddenly became a little stunned.

It turned out that she was still late.

No matter how hard she tried to rush over, the Empress Dowager Yin who Tuoba Yi swore never to kill was still dead after all.

The crisp sound of the blades intersecting made Yue Qingyun wake up from his stunned mind. Looking up, Tuobafeng was being fought by a group of guards, and several guards fell beside him, but surrounded by His guards are more.

While Tuobafeng was red-eyed, he could only support left and right, struggling to maintain it.

He was trying his best for the Empress Dowager Yin, but he was blocked outside when the other party had a large number of people. He could only watch helplessly as the Empress Dowager Yin, who was unwilling to commit suicide, was hanged by Su Qing with the white silk in his hand.

Yue Qingyun walked slowly, step by step, towards Tuobafeng's place.

When he came to a guard, his arm suddenly flipped over and snatched the knife from the guard's hand.

Without stopping, he raised his knife and slashed diagonally, knocking the guard over.

Fighting all the way to Tuobafeng.

Without saying a word, some just silently slashed and killed.

Every cut seemed to be venting, and she didn't even have the intention of avoiding those attacks that were not fatal.

In her heart, there is too much killing intent to vent, every slashing can make her feel better, and every injury can make her feel less guilty.

(End of this chapter)