"I will take your corpse to the family tomb, which can be considered fulfilling your last wish. The woman you see last in your life will be me, which is worth your consolation."
Chen Yi took a deep breath; it seemed there was nothing left to discuss.
What he desired, the proud Qin Qingluo would not give. Since it had to be a fight to the death, he was already prepared to seize it.
In the blink of an eye, Hou Kang Sword appeared from the void.
His sword resurfaced again.
Qin Qingluo's eyes narrowed slightly, her aura circulating.
However, her spear did not appear.
The Prince glanced at Chen Yi.
The latter grinned, the smile was as repulsive as possible,
"I forgot to tell you, my Heart Lake is also my world,"
"Sorry about my unfair advantage."
…
Before Chen Yi finished speaking, Hou Kang Sword transformed into a cold stream of light, thrusting straight at Qin Qingluo's face.
Qin Qingluo's pupils, with their golden vertical line, suddenly contracted like needles.
