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Liu Yue rode her horse quickly and flew across the field, her whole body was emitting an aura of killing intent at its full force. That shocking bloodthirst was even scarier than the sword in her hands.A dense cloud of cold air enveloped her body, making her seem like a death god wielding a scythe. That sort of grim aura that should have belonged to the underworld, inflicted fear upon the hearts of everyone present.
Qiu Hen, Mu Rong Wi Di and the others were stupefied as they watched Liu Yue rushing to their side. In that moment, Liu Yue, who was shrouded in a bloodthirsty aura held everyone present spellbound, unable to break eye contact. Everyone was filled with respect towards her. She was the true master of massacre.
The assassins in green were all frozen with fear. Assassins were killers, hence they were extremely sensitive to killing intent. With regards to other people outside of their assassination world, they could fight them head to head to their death. But with regards this queen of the assassination world that they were facing, they could only feel unbridled fear arising from the depths of their hearts. It was a type of fear that could not be stopped.
In just a moment, every single assassin seemed to forget their initial mission of assassinating Xuan Yuan Che, as they immediately charged towards Liu Yue.
Her sword blade moved swiftly, sharply and decisively.
dop873 The whole ground was filled with corpses and bloodbath.
No one was left alive on the grounds that Liu Yue had stepped on.Blood trickled down her sword to the ground as Liu Yue stepped over the field of corpses. The blood-soaked Liu Yue came down from her snow-white horse in a swift movement, as she came to Xuan Yuan Che’s side. Her eyes was filled with anxiousness as she looked at Xuan Yuan Che and asked, “Are you alright?”
Lowering his head, Xuan Yuan Che saw that although Liu Yue looked calm on the outside, her eyes were filled with worry and anxiousness. Xuan Yuan Che slowly reached out his hands and held Liu Yue’s blood-stained face in his hands. He laughed out with a raised brow, “Aren’t you belittling me too much? How would anything happen to me? These are all their blood, not mine.”
He, Xuan Yuan Che, had fought in deadly battles since his teenage days. He was also one of the survivors who had climbed out of the hellhole. These mere assassins, although strong, would never be able to harm him.
However, his little Princess Consort’s worry had thoroughly warmed his heart. With those grim-looking eyes, fierce determination and a whole body stained with blood, her first sentence had actually been these three words, ‘Are you alright?’.
dop872He could actually heard concerned words out of a cold-blooded person like her, a person who did not change her expression at all as she stepped over a pile of corpses. That sort of feeling, was something that couldn’t be described by words.
Holding Liu Yue’s face with both of his hands, Xuan Yuan Che lowered his head slowly. Very gently, he placed a small kiss on Liu Yue’s lips.
The kiss was very tender; soft and gentle like floating water, yet blazing hotter than the sun’s warmth on her skin.
