The Beauty's Blade

Chapter 38

The poison of Qianhongsi entered the body, losing the five senses and destroying the heart orifice.

There is no antidote for this poison, at least not in the Clear Water Sect.

Fu Wanqing stuffed the detoxification medicine she was carrying into Yu Shengyan's mouth, but she still did not wake up.

The Bishui Sect has the name of the Demon Sect, and it is not wrong. The Sect is poisonous, and naturally it will use poison on other people.

Who would be most proud of Yu Shengyan being caught in such a dead state? Of course it is the children of the rivers and lakes, their eyes are red, obviously they have forgotten, this is the Bishui Sect. Yu Shengyan, when she was not poisoned, she was still the Yiren in the hearts of those in the rivers and lakes, but once she was poisoned, once she was no longer beautiful, her identity returned to the leader of the Bishui Sect. They may feel heartache for the passing of a beautiful woman, but they will never fall into long-term pain because of this.

Everything in the arena changes too fast, but it is far behind the speed of changes in people's hearts.

"The people of the Demon Cult make their own minds! It's really God's help!" One person stood up and laughed wildly, but soon he stood upright and could no longer make a sound. The sword was Miss Fu, with a ghostly smile and a deep killing intent, not only for the disciples of Bishui, but also for the so-called warriors. For a moment, everyone else was silent, secretly grateful for their wisdom. No one would think that Miss Fu was just acting, the long sword in her hand was still dripping blood.

Fu Wanqing was in pain, she didn't want to believe this fact, she wanted to kill, she wanted to kill. Everyone standing in front of her became a corpse, and Wei Xian was holding a weapon, a vicious look in his eyes. Yushengyan is the leader of his Bishui Sect. How could he be taken away by the people of Chivalry Villa? He was about to move, and suddenly heard Yue Qingtan shout: "Wei Zuozhi."

Yue Qingtan shook his head, and the disciples of Bishui Sect all stepped aside.

No one cares about Lou Kexin who fell to the ground.

Fu Wanqing walked out of the hall holding Yushengyan, her lips curled up with a smile like a cry. The warriors of the rivers and lakes followed Fu Wanqing, and the disciples of the Bishui Sect clenched their weapons and chased after him. They didn't dare to get too close to Fu Wanqing, and they didn't even dare to wince.

"The three-month deadline has not yet arrived. If you sleep one more day, you will delay one day later." Fu Wanqing stroked Yu Shengyan's eyebrows and said with a light smile.

She wants to compete with Yushengyan, which means that she has accepted the situation of one death in a lifetime.

She thought about Bijian, and thought that she would win Yushengyan, she thought she could accept Yushengyan's death. But now, my heart was full of panic, a heart seemed to be caught in the hand, squeezed hard, and the feeling of suffocation overwhelmed her. How could Yushengyan die of poisoning? She wants to compare with herself, she can't die. Fu Wanqing repeated these words in her heart, and she suddenly raised her head and laughed.

The oncoming sea breeze is like an ice knife, ruthless.

"Fu Wanqing, you are tempted." A voice rang in his mind, who was talking there?

Tempted? What is temptation? How could her Fu Wanqing be tired of love? Fu Wanqing sneered and responded: "I just can't accept her death in the hands of others. Her life is mine, and her life is mine. She can only die in my hands."

With a sigh, how did Miss Fu know that she was deceiving herself?

Fu Wanqing walked from the main hall to the beach with Yushengyan in her arms, and the people from the rivers and lakes and the disciples of the Bishui teacher who were on her left and right followed her to the beach.