A certain someone, who had been watching indifferently at the door, had a cold glint in his eyes. This person deserved to die!
A certain someone did not make a move, because he knew that the little rascal would not bring people to rob for no reason. He definitely had a motive. Moreover, with Xuan Yuanzhuo’s skills, it was impossible for him to hurt the little rascal.
Just as a certain honored warrior was thinking, he heard two screams. Then, everyone in the room stared blankly at one spot.
They saw that Xuan Yuanzhuo and his lackey had a sword stuck in their chests, and the hilts of the two swords were still held in each other’s hands..
The two of them still maintained their standing posture. Their eyes were filled with fear and anger as they fell to the ground in front of everyone’s eyes.
“Oh my God! Someone died! I was scared to death!”Hei xinjiu, who was stunned at the side, fell to the ground with a “Faint”.