At a corner not far away, a dark shadow appeared quietly like a ghost.
When the black shadow fully revealed its appearance, Qin Wan was surprised to find that the person standing there was actually a young man about eighteen or nineteen years old.
The young man was tall and slender, like a tall pine tree; his skin was whiter than snow, delicate and smooth like mutton-fat jade.
The most eye-catching thing about him is his big eyes, which are as clear as a deep lake, and one can tell at a glance that he is not a person with evil intentions.
Looking at his clothes, he was wearing a black Lenin suit, which was well-cut and had smooth lines, perfectly showing his broad shoulders and slender waist.
He wore a pair of pants of the same color on the lower body, and the trouser legs were neatly tucked into the pair of green Feili shoes on his feet, making him look both capable and energetic.
Dressed like this, the whole person looks quite elegant and noble.
Qin Wan was puzzled. She had never seen this person before, so why was he following her? Thinking of this, she shouted:
"Who are you? Why are you following me secretly?"
Faced with Qin Wan's questioning, the young man said nothing and just stared at her.
His eyes were cold and sharp, as if the woman in front of him was not a stranger, but an old enemy with whom he had a blood feud.
At the same time, a powerful aura emanated from his body. The incomparably sharp and domineering aura was like a peerless sword that had just been unsheathed, emitting cold light and showing its sharp edge, which made people feel fear.
Qin Wan had personally experienced the chaos and terror of the end of the world. Now, facing the powerful aura exuded by the man in front of him, naturally there was no ripple in his heart.
Qin Wan remained calm and looked back at the man in front of her without any fear.
Her beautiful eyes were like two shining gems, staring straight at each other.
Her eyes were cold and sharp, like two sharp blades that could cut through iron like mud, ruthlessly cutting and slicing the man's body back and forth, as if she wanted to see through his soul.
The man's face, originally calm as water, was instantly disturbed when he saw Qin Wan looking at him so boldly.
The corners of his lips, as hard as a knife, rose slightly, outlining a chilling, cold smile. This smile seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying endless chill and murderous intent, making people shudder.
Then, the man spoke slowly in a low and majestic voice:
"Qin Wan, Qin Wan, do you know what justice is? As the saying goes, those who do evil will eventually perish. You have committed many evil deeds and disregarded human lives in the past. Now it is time for you to pay the price!
Today, this place is where you will be buried. I will personally send you to hell!"
As the words fell, an invisible pressure emanated from the man, sweeping towards Qin Wan like a mountain crushing an egg.
When Qin Wan heard this, her slender eyebrows like willow leaves frowned slightly, and her pistil trembled slightly as if it was disturbed.
The once delicate and tempting red lips parted slightly, like a newly blossoming flower. The sound that emanated was crisp and loud, as melodious and pleasant as the sound of a yellow oriole singing out of a valley. However, the questioning implication within it was impossible to ignore:
"Who are you? Why are you accusing me for no reason?"
Her words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight at the other party, full of strong vigilance and an undisguised questioning tone.
"Still doing more injustices? Haha..." Qin Wan sneered, and the laughter was as cold as the winter wind, icy and biting.
She thought to herself, if she was really cruel and ruthless and did many unjust things, how could she tolerate Mei Fang, a woman, still being at large and living a miserable life in this world?
Thinking of this, Qin Wan's eyes became colder and colder when he looked at that person, as if he could freeze that person into ice in an instant.
Qin Wan knew very well that this person, whom he had just met for the first time, was labeling himself with all kinds of negative labels without any basis in reason. He was obviously a shameless person who was accustomed to talking nonsense and slandering others at will.
It's a pity that this guy only has a handsome appearance.
Qin Wan's face was as gloomy as water, and she had no intention of arguing with the unreasonable man in front of her.
"The clear will be clear, and the turbid will be turbid." It is such a waste of time to argue with such a fool who doesn't ask for reasons and doesn't understand the situation!
Thinking of this, Qin Wan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile.
Since the other party is so arrogant and unreasonable, and can't tell right from wrong, don't blame her for not showing mercy.
It just so happened that she had been concentrating on cultivating her own spiritual power in recent days, and now she had just made some progress and found some tricks.
Today, I want to test my skills on this ignorant guy and see how powerful this newly acquired magical power is.
Qin Wan closed her eyes slightly, held her breath, and concentrated all her energy into her mind. Gradually, she felt a powerful force surging in her body, as if it would burst out at any time.
Then, she concentrated her mind and tried to condense her consciousness into an extremely sharp sword.
As her mind moved, the sharp sword formed by her spiritual consciousness was instantly unsheathed and rushed straight towards the man's eyebrows like lightning.
In an instant, a slight groan was heard. Qin Wan looked closely and found that the man's brows were indeed frowned unconsciously.
Obviously, the attack had taken effect, but because the power was still weak, the opponent did not seem to notice it, probably just thinking that he had a sudden headache.
Then, she used the sword transformed from her spiritual consciousness and stabbed the young man again without hesitation.
However, surprisingly, even under this sudden attack, the man remained motionless like a statue. Seeing this, she couldn't help but feel a little discouraged and confused.
In fact, what she didn't know was that although the young man seemed unreacted on the surface, he was already shrouded in fear deep in his heart.
He was standing here safely, but suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his head, as if a sharp knife was piercing him continuously.
He thought about it and wondered to himself: Could it be because he tossed and turned in bed last night and couldn't fall asleep?
It's possible!
He was anxious all night last night, and that anxiety must have continued until now, turning into this piercing headache.
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