Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 974 Chen Qiyu vs Lu Yunshuang

Lu Yunshuang seemed to have been stepped on a sore foot, her face was distorted with anger, she raised the knife in her hand, and slashed at her face, "You want to die!"

She wanted to scratch her face, break all her tendons, and make her crawl on the ground like a dog.

After Chen Qiyu said those words, she never thought that she could still live.

She is just very unwilling.

Unexpectedly, after going round and round, she fell into Lu Yunshuang's hands again.

She saw Lu Yunshuang's sinister gaze and the cold light of the dagger hitting her face.

"Ding!"

Just when Chen Qiyu thought it was impossible to escape from the murderous hands, a crisp sound pulled her back from her thoughts, and when she looked up, she saw that the dagger in Lu Yunshuang's hand had fallen to the ground.

At the same time, the sound of fighting came from behind.

She was startled, then turned around suddenly, and saw that Zhao Heng was fighting with the old man Lu Yunshuang was with.

Seeing him, she was suddenly relieved.

The dagger in Lu Yunshuang's hand was knocked down, and she didn't realize it. At this moment, she came to her senses, picked up the dagger again, and cut off at Chen Qiyu's neck.

Chen Qiyu suddenly hugged the foot she was stepping on, and lifted it vigorously.

Unprepared, Lu Yunshuang was thrown backwards to the ground.

Before she could react, Chen Qiyu had already rushed over fiercely, holding the sharp dagger she had dropped on the ground in her hand, and pressing it on her throat.

"Take a look?" Chen Qiyu held the dagger, her voice was ruthless, and her eyes were cold.

Lu Yunshuang looked at her in shock, did not dare to move again, but said in his mouth: "Chen Qiyu, do you dare to try to move me?"

"Bah!" Chen Qiyu suddenly spit on her face, thinking of something, reached out and tore at her temple, and she threw a piece of human skin as thin as a silkworm's wing on the ground, revealing Lu Yunshuang's true face.

Because of Zhao Heng's relationship, Chen Qiyu had some knowledge and knew that it was a human skin mask.

Chen Qiyu stared at Lu Yunshuang and sneered, the dagger in her hand slashed her cheek fiercely, "Don't you want to ruin my face and kill me again? Today, I will scratch your face and break your tendons Hamstring, let yourself suffer!" When she spoke, her movements did not stop.

The sharp dagger slashed across her face.

One knife, two knife...

"Ah—" Lu Yunshuang screamed again and again.

After a while, her face was covered with blood and flesh, and she couldn't even look at it.

After Chen Qiyu scratched her face, she went to cut off her remaining hands.

But under the pain, Lu Yunshuang became surprisingly strong. She struggled, raised her foot, and kicked Chen Qiyu to the ground.

But she only has one hand, and she moves slower than ordinary people.

Just as she was about to get up, Chen Qiyu rushed over from behind, grabbed her by the hair, and dragged her back.

"Lu Yunshuang, you didn't hurt me badly enough? Let's settle the old and new grudges together!" Chen Qiyu was furious, thinking of her despair of having nowhere to ask for help and the scene of being insulted, her eyes were red and filled with hatred meaning.

She firmly grasped the dagger in her hand, and stabbed Lu Yunshuang every time she said a word.

After a while, Lu Yunshuang's back was stabbed to a bloody mess, and her whole body was soaked in blood.

But Chen Qiyu was still not relieved, she was not in a hurry to kill her, but as if venting, she stabbed the dagger into Lu Yunshuang's body one after another.

Lu Yunshuang didn't even have the strength to shout, she rolled her eyes, exhaled more air, and breathed less.

Not far away, Zeng Lunan, who saw Lu Yunshuang's situation, was horrified, but the opponent's martial arts were superior to his, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. It enveloped him, making him powerless, so he could only act in a hurry.

Seeing that Lu Yunshuang was about to die, Zeng Lunan let out a stern roar, and rushed out regardless of the enveloping sword energy.

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