A young man in China wields twin swords—one to sever souls, the other to slay evil. Though a bit lacking in morals, he’s not entirely beyond redemption.
With his half-demon heritage, he carve...
"fraud..."
Buzz—
The sword stood atop the wind chime, trembling violently.
She was holding the sword with both hands, but it seemed as if she couldn't hold it, as her hands trembled uncontrollably.
At this moment, a figure appeared 3 meters away. Wu He looked at Ruo Qingyan expressionlessly:
Are you sure you want to do this?
Ruo Qingyan was startled by the sound and looked up.
As soon as I looked up, tears inadvertently slipped from my eyes and streamed down my cheeks.
"I'm certain... because he's a demon..."
The black crane's eyes were devoid of any emotion as it calmly said:
"I will kill you before that..."
Ruo Qingyan lowered her eyes and looked at Feng Ling, who was unconscious under the sword.
A tear fell onto his face with a soft thud, then he suddenly laughed, his voice icy cold:
"what ever..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his spiritual energy gathered in the sword!
At the same time, her expression turned painful and distorted, and she closed her beautiful eyes.
The sword emitted a buzzing sound!
With her eyes closed and tears streaming down her face, she gripped the sword with both hands and swiftly thrust it downwards!
*Pfft*
A sword pierced through!
Wu He watched all of this with indifference, without making a move.
Because that sword pierced into the sand near Fengling's ear.
She missed...
Then, as if all her strength had been drained, she knelt beside the wind chime, gripping the sword hilt with both hands to support her body.
But the sword continued to pierce deeper and deeper into the sand.
Just like her emotions gradually sinking into an abyss.
My whole body is trembling...