h his sentence, An Xuetang grabbed his neck with her hand. She squeezed very hard, almost making Yang Ximing unable to breathe."Let...let me go," Yang Ximing's voice trembled."Isn't it a shame to kill...Only when he rushed to that place did he discover several men in black standing on the precipice, their heads all bowed as if searching for something.

Hearing the sound just now, Mo Yunjing could easily guess what had happened.

In an instant, his face darkened, his brows furrowed, and the line of his jaw clenched tightly.

His hand gripping the sword was bulging with veins, and in the next instant, he leaped into the air. Before those few men in black could even feel the intense killing intent emanating from him, Mo Yun Jing's sword had already sent them to their deaths.

These people probably couldn't have imagined in their wildest dreams that they would die so quietly and without a sound.

Reader's ID: 563743675 in line.An Xuetang had already turned and gone into the kitchen to get food, so she didn't know about the animosity between the two.By the time she served the food, the undercurrent of emotions that...