(God's perspective)
The blood-red sand in the sky and earth suddenly rose, and a Rakshasa from hell walked in front of him.
With fierce eyes and angry brows, the originally beautiful face became the face of Shura.
He holds a sword in his left hand and wields a whip in his right hand. Although his body is covered by his clothes, it can be seen that he no longer has a normal body.
His face is like a Rakshasa, his heart is vicious, and his whip and sword are competing for evil. It is said that a woman is ugly but has a kind heart, but this woman is destined to be vicious.
"I never expected to meet you two here again... Hahaha, it's really a gift from God!! Haha!!!"
Wen Qianyao whipped the whip in his hand, and the whip became longer and struck Yun Qishen.
Xie Qi brought Yun Qishen over to dodge. Now they had no magic power to resist Wen Qian Yao. The most important factor was...
Wen Qianyao's whip missed, and the ground suddenly cracked at the empty spot.
"Tch... let's see how long you can hide!!!"
Wen Qianyao tightened her grip on the whips and swung them violently, causing her braids to hit the ground crazily.
Bad Qi pulled Yun Qishen away and could only avoid it.
Why was Wen Qianyao able to use martial arts and magic, but he and Yun Qishen were restricted from being able to use magic?
Ji Qi didn't understand. Yun Qishen stopped talking after calling Wen Qianyao's name just now.
"Die! Die! Die! Hahahaha! Die!"
Wen Qianyao shouted arrogantly while lashing her whip. She was in a very happy mood, and then Wen Qianyao used magic to fly the sword in her hand into the air.
The sword flew towards Zui Qi and Yun Qishen, and it restricted the direction in which they could escape the whip.
Yun Qishen had a gloomy face, and looked at Wen Qianyao with a cold gaze in his eyes.
Not being able to use spells and having to escape made Yun Qi unable to take a deep breath. Now he wanted to step forward and tear Wen Qianyao's face apart.
Hao Qi led Yun Qishen to dodge everywhere, but in the end he still couldn't support his physical strength because he couldn't use spells.
There were whip wounds and sword wounds on Zuo Qi's shoulders and face.
There were more and more injuries on Xi Qi's body, and eventually Wen Qian Yao still hurt Yun Qishen's sword.
"Run away! Why don't you run away? Aren't you going to kill me? If you have any grudges, take revenge!! Hahahaha!"
Wen Qianyao approached Zuo Qi and Yun Qishen while laughing, and suddenly Wen Qianyao's sword rushed towards Zuo Qi.
Ji Qi originally wanted to dodge, but Yun Qishen was paying attention to the poisonous whip attacking from another direction.
"No! The evil little... heart... ah!"
Just as Yun Qishen was about to remind Xi Qi, he was suddenly entangled in the whip, and the whip wrapped around Yun Qishen's neck like a poisonous snake.
Yun Qishen couldn't breathe for a moment, holding the whip with his hand, and the spikes on the whip slowly penetrated Yun Qishen's throat.
"It's so deep!"
Zuo Qi subconsciously pulled the whip to free Yun Qishen. Wen Qianyao's sword over there turned into several pieces of iron and pushed Zuo Qi to one place.
Zuo Qi did not have the strength to resist these things that bound his hands and feet. Even if he was not willing to do so, these iron blocks bound Zuo Qi's limbs and forcefully pulled him away from Yun Qishen.
"Hahahahahaha! This is such a wonderful scene. Didn't you say you wanted me to die at the beginning? Who will die now? Hahahahahaha!"
Wen Qianyao raised his hand, and a rock wall rose from the ground in the distance.
Bintie hit the rock wall with Hao Qi, and it firmly grasped the rock wall. No matter how hard Hao Qi struggled, he could not break free.
When Wen Qianyao approached Yun Qishen, she touched Yun Qishen's face with her hand, "Look at this face, intact, white and tender... How envious it makes people look... How jealous! !!!”
Wen Qianyao's hand suddenly opened, and the monster-like hand covered Yun Qishen's face.
"Please me? Please beg me quickly! Please beg me for mercy!!"
Wen Qianyao looked proud, she grabbed Yun Qishen's face, and then brought her head close to Yun Qishen's face.
Yun Qishen wanted to scold her out loud, but as soon as he moved, the spikes on the whip penetrated even more.
"Why don't you speak! Are you mute?! Aren't you shouting very loudly!!!"
Wen Qianyao grabbed a handful viciously, and four deep scars appeared on Yun Qishen's face.
Yun Qishen didn't scream in pain. Once he screamed, the spikes on his neck would pierce him directly.
This Wen Qian Yao couldn't kill him so easily... Damn it...
Wen Qianyao took her hand back. She looked at the blood on her hand, and then laughed wildly, "Hahaha! Let's see how long you can hold on... Yun Qishen... I know it's useless to hurt you like this... But I want to take you to watch a good show."
Wen Qianyao tightened the strength of the whip, and most of the spikes penetrated into other parts of Yun Qishen's body.
When Wen Qianyao came to the rock wall, she threw Yun Qishen to the ground. She grabbed Yun Qishen's chin and lifted it up, specifically to let Hao Qi look at Yun Qishen's "masterpiece" that she had destroyed.
"How's it going? His face is so beautiful now, he's as beautiful as a fairy! Hahahahaha!"
Wen Qianyao deliberately pulled Yun Qishen closer to Xie Qi.
Zaiqi frowned and looked at Wen Qianyao without saying a word. The anger in his heart could not be solved by just saying and cursing!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how inhumane..."
Wen Qianyao shook her head at Zuo Qi. She turned her head and pinched Yun Qishen's neck, which had just been stabbed by a sharp point.
Blood flowed from Yun Qishen's face and neck, and Wen Qianyao became even more excited.
"You have to watch carefully! This is a drama that you will never forget!! Hahahahaha!"
Wen Qianyao then directly threw Yun Qishen to the ground. Yun Qishen lay on the ground and took a breath.
crazy! Completely crazy! This bastard!
Wen Qian Yao looked at Xi Qi with expectant eyes.
Yun Qishen raised his head and looked over anxiously.
brush--
brush--
brush--
One sword after another stabbed Zuo Qi's chest one after another.
"Not only the heart, but also the stomach! The neck! Even the face! Stab them all! Stab! Stab!"
Wen Qianyao laughed happily, and Yun Qishen struggled to step forward.
No! He shouldn't have to endure this... He... I want to go there... even if I bear a sword for him!
Wen Qianyao saw Yun Qishen's crawling movements, and her happy face suddenly turned serious.
"I told you to watch it carefully... Where are you going before the show is over?"
Wen Qianyao stepped on Yun Qishen's back with her foot, and she used force to restrict Yun Qishen's movements.
"you……"
Yun Qishen's voice struggled to make a sound. Although the voice was hoarse, it was full of anger.
Zuo Qi gritted his teeth without saying a word. Every time the sword stabbed him, he clenched his fist even more, and for a moment he forgot what pain was.
"Hey~"
Unsatisfied with asking Qian Yao, she knelt down and turned Yun Qishen's head towards Xie Qi's direction.
"Don't be reluctant...just keep looking at me!!"
What to do... what to do next... evil...
The first time...the first time Yun Qishen felt that he had no choice but to be so helpless and at a loss.
It's like going back to the puzzle room, your hands keep working together, and the puzzle pieces keep falling.
but now!
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Blade receiver activated!
