Lan Tiejiang wailed in pain in a pool of blood.
The sect leaders at the side kept quiet out of fear.
The four elders and disciples of the Iron Sword Sect were so scared that they were shivering.
"Senior…Senior…Today's matter has nothing to do with us juniors…We will leave the mountain now.”
"Senior Mo's martial arts are peerless. Lan Tiejiang actually dared to defy senior's will.”
"Little Bai, since Senior Mo has taken a fancy to you, this is a blessing that you have cultivated for three lifetimes. You must cherish it.”
...
These so-called sect leaders of the righteous sects had completely lost their face at this moment. It could even be said that they were extremely shameless.
In order to leave this troublesome place as soon as possible, they began to lavish compliments on this temperamental old devil in front of them.
"Senior Mo, if there is nothing else, we juniors will take our leave.”
The sect leaders probed, hoping to leave safely.
"You want to leave after watching the show?"
"Break an arm for me, and you can leave.”
Ning Chuan completely displayed the temperamental temperament of a devil.
Hearing this.
The sect leaders looked terrified, but they saw Lan Tiejiang's legs broken and he was wailing in pain in a pool of blood.
The sect leaders 'expressions turned ruthless. They immediately unsheathed their swords and slashed at their left arms.
Don't say it.
These few old fellows were also ruthless people.
They knew that even if they joined forces, they would not be a match for the bloody-handed Tu Mo Jiuyou. In order to survive, they could only cut off one of their arms.
"Get lost, Patriarch."
"The ancestor is happy today. On account of the little beauty, I will spare your dog lives. Today, the ancestor will take good care of my little beauty.”
Ning Chuan grinned and his gaze finally fell on Bai Zhirou.
As the saying goes, acting is a complete act.
Ning Chuan couldn't be said to be flawless, but he had to be careful.
If the Bloody-handed Butcher had saved Bai Zhirou for no reason, it would definitely arouse suspicion.
Only by following the blood-handed Tu Mo Jiuyou's lustful character would it not arouse the suspicion of others.
Hearing the Old Devil's words.
The sect leaders endured the pain of their broken arms and hurriedly left.
However, they had also expected that although Bai Zhirou, this peerless beauty, had managed to survive today, she had also fallen into the hands of the Old Devil. Her future days would probably be extremely miserable.
……
Old Devil Mo Jiuyou was walking towards Bai Zhirou step by step.
The ugly and terrifying face was still smiling evilly. The people of the Iron Sword Sect were nervous and fearful.
Don't misunderstand.
They didn't pity Bai Zhirou, but they were worried that the old devil would exterminate the entire Iron Sword Sect after harming Bai Zhirou.
Man is born evil.
Human nature was truly the most complicated and unpredictable thing.
In a life and death situation, even though Bai Zhirou was once their most beloved junior sister, they only cared about their own lives when faced with the threat of death.
…..
"Old Devil, don't come over. If you take another step forward, you'll only get an ice-cold corpse. I, Bai Zhirou, would rather die than be humiliated by you.”
Seeing that the bloody-handed Tu Mo Jiuyou was about to arrive in front of him.
Bai Zhirou's face was filled with despair. She quickly picked up the three-foot-long blade on the ground and placed it on her neck. The cold blade even cut her neck.
Obviously.
If Ning Chuan really took another step forward, Bai Zhirou would definitely kill herself on the spot.
Such a scene.
Ning Chuan was stunned at first. He stopped and did not continue to move forward.
This girl was really unyielding.
Ning Chuan chuckled in his heart, but his face still revealed a vicious look. His pair of inverted triangular eyes stared at Bai Zhirou with a sinister look.
"Little beauty, as long as you obey me, I will definitely not mistreat you.”
"Didn't you want to take revenge for your father and seek justice from this old thing?”
"As long as you serve me well, I will kill anyone in the Iron Sword Sect for you.”
As Ning Chuan's words fell.
The members of the Iron Sword Sect broke out in cold sweat and looked at Bai Zhirou in fear.
They were very afraid that if Bai Zhirou agreed to Mo Jiuyou, the evil devil, they would die without a burial place.
After all, they had all attacked Bai Zhirou earlier.
If not for the appearance of this old devil, Bai Zhirou would have died under their swords long ago.
Just as everyone was feeling uneasy, Bai Zhirou's next words finally made them heave a sigh of relief.
"Old Devil, don't even think about it.”
Bai Zhirou cried out pitifully, the sharp sword in her hand suddenly swiping at her own neck. Clearly, she was already prepared to die.
Because she would never allow her innocence to be humiliated.
Clang!
Without waiting for Bai Zhirou to commit suicide.
A huge force knocked away the sword in her hand.
"Good, good, good."
"Forefather likes you, this strong and fragrant little beauty.”
"However, the ancestor doesn't like to force himself on me. It's too boring.”
"How about this, I will try to break through to the Great Grandmaster Realm in three years. I will come back to find you three years later. If you refuse me again, don't blame me for being merciless and exterminating your entire Iron Sword Sect.”
Ning Chuan said fiercely.
However, it was also his words that made Bai Zhirou freeze on the spot. She had not expected that this infamous Old Devil would let her off so easily.
This made Bai Zhirou feel as if she had fallen into a dream. She sized up the bloody-handed Tu Mo Jiuyou in shock.
Hmm?
Suddenly!
When Bai Zhirou started to size up Mo Jiuyou, a hint of doubt rose in her eyes.
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