"Wu Qianqiu, you were the one who killed him, weren't you?" Seeing Xu Xianxian standing there without moving, He Xue's fake smile deepened. "Seeing the dog face coming to his door, you didn't even back off. Not bad, not bad, you have quite some courage, little girl."
Although he spoke lightly on the surface, his heart was filled with great waves after seeing Xu Xianxian's appearance.
"Although Wu Qianqiu is only a second-level martial artist, he is a veteran of countless battles. To kill him quickly, one must be a martial artist at or above the peak of the third level. But this little girl looks no more than thirteen or fourteen..."
These experts all understand what a thirteen or fourteen-year-old third-level martial artist means.
"Yes...I killed him." Xu Xianxian didn't give He Xue time to think. She pinched the hem of her dress, twisted her feet in her small leather boots, and said in a baby voice, "It was obviously that weird uncle who wanted to attack me, so I...I...fighted back..."
Her eyes were bright and innocent, and the ends of her twin ponytails were slightly curled up, swaying back and forth in the air, making her look like an exquisite doll, extremely pure and flawless.
"Little girl, you..."
He Xue still maintained a fake smile, and when he was about to continue speaking, he saw the pupils of the little girl in front of him suddenly turn blood red.
Then, as the twin ponytails tumbled, a faint milky fragrance wafted over, and at the same time, the opponent's vicious fist struck at a tricky angle.
Small and soft.
It was like a small piece thrown at me without any killing power.
"die!"
As the fists rolled, Xu Xianxian screamed.
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