"Aiya! Why did I throw away Senior's favorite saber! Although that one is blunt, it's the most convenient for Senior to use. If someone comes looking for me before I come back, that won't be good."
Just as the Demonic Flame Sacred Lord was trying to adjust her body, Feng Ling 'er turned around and took the saber back.
"Bang--Bang-"
"B * tch! Today, I will make you die a horrible death!"
After adjusting himself, the Demonic Flame Sacred Lord glared at Feng Ling 'er's back fiercely.
"Pa-"
However, before the Sacred Lord could make a move, the kitchen knife flew over again.
This time, if it hit Sacred Lord Demonic Flame's face in a daze...
"Aiya, this knife is too blunt. It can't even cut the chicken. I should just throw it away. When Senior comes back, he shouldn't blame me."
After Feng Ling 'er finished speaking, she went to the side to get a new kitchen knife.
"Ah-ah-"