Ren Piaomiao, who had sheathed her sword, looked really inconspicuous. However, with Mo Ya leading the way, Ren Piaomiao could not be inconspicuous even if she wanted to.
The General's Estate was a heavily guarded place with an iron wall. No matter who broke into the General's Estate, they would not be able to escape. Ren Piaomiao, who had just started a massacre in front of General Manor, did not seem to be worried at all, nor did she seem to care at all. Along the way, Ren Piaomiao actually had the leisure to study the layout of General Manor elegantly.
Mo Ya really didn't understand Ren Piaomiao at all. The decisive and cold aura of killing just now was hard to see from Ren Piaomiao at this moment. The only thing that was similar to her was the ruthlessness and loneliness that came from her soul, as well as the indifference and coldness that regarded the lives of the world as grass.
Mo Ya was a person who was very good at conversing. He could talk to almost anyone, but when facing Ren Piaomiao, Mo Ya had no intention of conversing at all.
Talking could let him understand the other person's heart through words, but he didn't want to talk to Ren Piaomiao. He wasn't sure if he could understand her through words. More importantly, he felt that if he talked to Ren Piaomiao, it was very likely that Ren Piaomiao would see through his soul.
This was a very strange and unfounded feeling, but it had always been very effective. The entire journey was very silent. The two of them walked silently for half an incense stick of time before they arrived at the hall.
Ren Piaomiao also saw Ji Wuye for the first time.
Not only did he see Ji Wuye, but he also saw the rain on Ji Wuye's boots. He easily determined that Ji Wuye had gone out just now and most likely had witnessed the battle just now.
Ren Piaomiao looked at Ji Wuye and sized him up.
At the same time, Ren Piaomiao also knew that there were at least two pairs of eyes sizing him up. One of them was naturally Ji Wuye, who had a pair of violent and aggressive eyes. The other pair of eyes was behind a purple screen. The gaze of this pair of eyes was not sharp, but it made people feel very uncomfortable. Moreover, it was indescribably cold.
However, Ren Piaomiao didn't care at all. Her eyes only fell on Ji Wuye's rough face. When a person sized up others, he would naturally be sized up by others.
Ren Piaomiao's eyes were not sharp, at least that was what Ji Wuye thought. Even so, when Ren Piaomiao's eyes fell on him, Ji Wuye felt an indescribable pressure.
This kind of pressure was not a mountain, but the dark clouds above his head. No one knew whether it was thunder and lightning in the dark clouds or if it was deliberately mystifying. It had been a long time since anyone could give him such a terrifying pressure.
He was also sizing up Ren Piaomiao, the Sword King who was well-known in Jianghu but rarely seen.
Ji Wuye sized her up very carefully, from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top.
Whether it was facial expressions, mannerisms, dressing, or hair accessories, he did not miss out on anything.
There were originally only six lights and nine candles in the hall.
This could have lit up the hall, but before Mo Ya led Ren Piaomiao to the hall, Ji Wuye ordered people to add nine lamps and seven candles, making the hall that was originally as bright as a mirror even brighter.
No matter how he looked at her, other than the cold and lonely temperament, Ren Piaomiao looked very ordinary. No matter if it was her appearance or temperament, there was nothing special about her. Even the sword on her waist was extremely unremarkable.
If Ji Wuye hadn't known that the man in front of him was Sword King, who was famous in the martial world and had dominated the seven countries, he would have found it hard to believe that this man was Sword King.
Ji Wuye slowly retracted his gaze, but he still looked into Ren Piaomiao's calm and indifferent eyes. He held the wine glass, and a terrifying murderous aura suddenly flashed across his eyes. A deep and violent voice like that of a wild beast sounded.
"The General Manor lost sixteen warriors. It has been a long time since the General Manor suffered such a heavy loss. Ji Wuye stared at Ren Piaomiao.”
Ren Piaomiao smiled.
Ren Piaomiao looked like an extremely cold person, but when he was funny, he had the joy of spring after winter. He looked really good when he smiled.
However, his smile was also very stingy and disappeared in a flash.
"Xin Zheng is the general's territory, and no one can trespass into the general's residence. Therefore, no matter how you want to thank me, it's up to you.”"But no matter how much you thank me, I have to tell you the purpose of the General's Residence."”
Ji Wuye's lips curled into a cold smile.""Dead people have no right to speak."
Ji Wuye suddenly placed the wine cup on the wooden table. This small action caused a drastic change in the hall.
In an instant, 13 ferocious and terrifying people rushed out from the darkness. These 13 people were almost in front of Ren Piaomiao in an instant, and each of them displayed their killing skills.
Ren Piaomiao stood tall and did not seem to move at all. However, the sword that was inserted diagonally on the left side of her waist suddenly rushed out of the sheath. Then, a white light flashed in the hall.
With a flash of white light, the sword Qi swept across and instantly sent the 13 guards flying. However, Mo Ya had already hidden behind Ren Piaomiao and pointed the short and sharp feather blade on his arm at Ren Piaomiao's neck.
The feather blade was too sharp. When it touched Ren Piaomiao's neck, blood was already flowing out.
Ren Piaomiao's blood.
Mo Ya stood behind Ren Piaomiao and controlled her life and death. His voice was elegant and pleasant,""It seems that your judgment is wrong. You should have killed me. If you had killed me, this wouldn't have happened.”
Mo Ya's voice still maintained its usual calm, elegant, and demonic charm.
However, his words could not help but reveal a hint of pride.
In fact, no matter who it was, after suffering, they would more or less feel proud when they turned the tables and subdued a strong opponent. However, some people showed it very clearly, while others did not like to show it.
However, Ren Piaomiao didn't seem to be such a person.
Everyone in the room smiled, especially Ji Wuye, who was laughing happily, arrogantly, and playfully.
He stared at Ren Piaomiao as if he was looking at an ant that could be crushed at any time.
However, Ren Piaomiao, whose life and death were already in the hands of others, seemed indifferent to these things. It was as if she did not even know that his life and death were no longer in her control.
The sword that had just been pulled out and forced back the thirteen hundred bird guards with a marvelous sword move finally had no chance to be sheathed. This sword was also clearly displayed in front of everyone.
The sword was three feet and seven inches long. It was made of excellent materials, and the material was extremely special. Of course, the most surprising thing was that the sword was covered with many rust spots. The bright red rust spots gave people the feeling that they were stained with blood that could not be washed away.
Ren Piaomiao stabbed her sword into the ground and held the hilt with both hands. She stood straight and stared at Ji Wuye's extremely arrogant face, saying coldly,""Now that my life is in your hands, why don't you kill me?”
He spoke in an extremely cold tone, as if the person he wanted Ji Wuye to kill was someone who had nothing to do with him. It was difficult for anyone to imagine that this was the words of a person who was about to be killed.
Ji Wuye was laughing arrogantly.
He had always been wary of Sword King. Now that Sword King's life and death were in his hands, he could not help but feel relaxed, proud, and arrogant.
However, Ren Piaomiao's words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing his arrogance and arrogance. In an instant, his already strong killing intent was poured even more fiercely and fiercely.
At this moment, the room was filled with Ji Wuye's terrifying killing intent.
Ren Piaomiao's life was in his hands. Should he kill her?
At this moment, Ren Piaomiao's life and death only needed a decision.
Ji Wuye's decision.
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