บท 873: The First City's Messengers (1)

"This strike is one that I shall unleash in Yun'er's place."

Plop!

Qianbei Ye slowly raised his hand and a red light flashed from it. Instantly, Xia Chuxue felt a smooth, moist sensation on her cheek. She lifted her lashes as her eyes filled with shock.

"I beg you, let me..."

Before she could utter the last syllable, another ray of red light shot towards her. At that moment, she felt a searing pain in her eyes and the light in front of her completely disappeared into a pitch-black darkness.

"ARGH!!!"

Xia Chuxue shrieked heart-wrenchingly. Her small hands clasped onto her bleeding eyes as her body slumped onto the ground and curled into an agonized ball.

"This strike is the price for looking at me in that manner!"

It would be a mistake to think that was the only thing in store for her.