"I—"
The beautiful woman's eyes widened abruptly.
Her face turned deathly pale in an instant. Lowering her head slightly, she saw a deep-blue divine sword piercing through her chest.
"Pfft—"
The beautiful woman spat out a mouthful of blood.
Her lovely face was pale, her hair disheveled, and her clothes in disarray. Slowly, she reached out a hand toward Ji Changfeng, a flicker of hope appearing in her eyes...
Like a fallen courtesan who had strayed down the wrong path and wished to turn back.
"Young hero, save me..."
The beautiful woman gazed at Ji Changfeng with deep affection.
"Whoosh—"
With a frosty expression, Lu Xueqi pulled out the Heavenly Ya Divine Sword. Her gaze remained cold as she stared at the beautiful woman lying helplessly on the ground, sword in hand as she walked toward her step by step...
Seeing this, Qi Hao and Zhang Xiaofan looked at each other.
Why did it feel like...
Junior Sister Lu—no, Senior Sister—seemed angry?
Ji Changfeng shook his head slightly.
Under the beautiful woman's hopeful gaze, he stepped forward and sent a strand of Sword Intent directly through her head.
"Cough, cough..."
"Xueqi, don't bother with her."
Ji Changfeng coughed lightly, pressing the Heavenly Ya Divine Sword in Lu Xueqi's hand back into its sheath. Then he looked at Qi Hao and the others and said, "Senior Brother Qi, Xiaofan, these Demonic Sect fiends are full of lies. You must not believe a single word they say."
Hearing this, Qi Hao and Zhang Xiaofan exchanged a glance.
They hurriedly nodded, then carefully looked toward Lu Xueqi, afraid that if she was displeased, she might stab them with her sword.
"Hmph." Lu Xueqi snorted softly.
She glanced at the corpse on the ground, then at Ji Changfeng before her. In the end, she