Qin Luo looked at Ji Mingxuan and smiled. He gently stroked Lin Mengyao's snowy-white cheek, making Ji Mingxuan want to cough up blood.
"Interesting." Qin Luo looked at Ji Mingxuan with mockery in his eyes.
"I'll give you a chance. Stab through one of your own arms, and I can spare her life."
Bang! A sword fell before Ji Mingxuan.
Ling Ye lay on the ground, wanting to say, "That sword is mine."
But for now, he had better think carefully about the choice Qin Luo had just offered.
"I'll keep my word!" Ji Mingxuan did not hesitate in the slightest. With one stroke, he severed one of his own arms.
The sight stunned Qin Luo and made Lin Mengyao's eyes widen as well.
"A simp! A God Level simp!" Qin Luo could only sigh in amazement.
"A simp who simps to the end gets nothing in the end!"
That strike had also forcibly interrupted Ji Mingxuan's ultimate move.
Pfft! The backlash from his ultimate move made Ji Mingxuan spit out a mouthful of blood, and even his soul shook somewhat.
Ling Ye stared blankly too. For a woman, he would go this far? After thinking about it, he knew he could never do such a thing.
With no woman in his heart, sword drawing naturally made him divine!
Women could only affect the speed at which he drew his sword.
Ji Mingxuan staggered and looked at Qin Luo through gritted teeth. "Now, you should honor your promise, right?"
Qin Luo nodded. "You're right. I should honor my promise. I'm a man who keeps his word."
He released Lin Mengyao directly, yet Lin Mengyao did not move at all and merely stood beside Qin Luo.
Ji Mingxuan's voice transmission entered Lin Mengyao's ears. "Junior Sister Lin, in a moment, I'll