When Wang Peng saw Ning Yin's aloof and ethereal face, although it was somewhat pale, it added a touch of delicate, sickly beauty. Wang Peng loved such delicate and frail beauties the most.
At this moment, he had forgotten the pain in his body; his mind was filled with desire, and he couldn't wait to make his move.
He pressed the blade against Ning Yin's neck and threatened coldly, "Hurry up, my patience is running out!"
"Hmph, you... kill me if you want!"
Ning Yin weakly uttered a sentence, then turned her head away from him. Wang Peng was so angry that he glared at him and said, "Don't be so stubborn! Let me tell you, even if you die today, I will not let you go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Peng dropped the dagger and was eager to do it himself, but he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. Before he could even speak, Xiao Xuan grabbed him and threw him hard to the ground.
Just now, Shen Yun rode his fast horse over and saw a group of people fighting fiercely around Xiao Xuan. Xiao Xuan killed them one by one with his sword, as easily as killing chickens. However, there were still about a hundred people, so he still needed some time.
While Xiao Xuan was fighting, he did not forget to check the situation on the carriage side. Just as he turned his head, he saw a figure slip into the carriage.
The man's eyes narrowed, and he leaped out of the encirclement. However, the group of people clung to him like glue, and Shen Yun happened to see this scene when he arrived.
"Quickly, save them! I'll handle these scumbags!"
Shen Yun leaped off his horse and killed three or five people with a few sword strikes. The group of people were drawn to Shen Yun's power, and Xiao Xuan quickly lifted the curtain and pulled Wang Peng out.
The man's eyes were chilling, as if they were about to ooze ice crystals. He pressed his long sword against Wang Peng's neck, and Wang Peng was so frightened that he wet his pants.
The murderous aura emanating from him was inexplicable yet awe-inspiring. He turned to look at his men, who were about to be wiped out by Shen Yun, and felt a chill run down his spine.
"Heroine, heroine, I was wrong, heroine, please don't kill me, I, I won't..."
"Click..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Xuan dislocated one of Wang Peng's arms, blood splattering everywhere. Before Wang Peng could even feel the pain, his other arm was also dislocated the next second.
Xiao Xuan's eyes were still burning with anger. Looking at the man curled up and writhing on the ground, he smirked coldly.
"Please, please, heroine, stop cutting me! It hurts so much!"
Wang Peng wept bitterly, the pain becoming increasingly intense, and he felt as if he were about to die.
He thought he would run into Xiao Xuan today, but he never expected that an ugly woman would dislocate his arm. He was filled with hatred, but he didn't dare to utter a single word.
"So noisy!"
Xiao Xuan spoke calmly, then thrust his sword into the man's mouth. Instantly, Wang Peng's mouth was torn to pieces, and even his tongue disappeared.
Sometimes the best way to torment someone is to make them wish they were dead. After doing all this, Xiao Xuan wiped the blood off his sword onto Wang Peng's body, then turned around and lifted the carriage curtain.
As soon as Xiao Xuan stepped onto the carriage, his heart jumped. Ning Yin's face was even paler than before.
"Ah Ning, Ah Ning, wake up..."
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