Long Ao's pupils constricted. 'No!' he roared in his heart, unwilling to accept this.
No!
Old Kui already lay in a pool of his own blood.
Bai Yuan's scarlet blade completely filled his vision. He was utterly powerless to resist the terrifying strike.
SLICE...
The Blood Tiger Scimitar sliced through Long Ao from the crown of his head, parting his body as easily as water.
THUD!
Split in two by the scimitar, the halves of Long Ao's body toppled to opposite sides.
To his last breath, he couldn't fathom how a young man of twenty could be so terrifying.
The moment Long Ao's body hit the floor, Xiaoqing silently burrowed inside. Within moments, the corpses of Long Ao and Old Kui melted into puddles of bloody water.
Other than the shattered window frame and disheveled furniture, there was no sign that anyone had died here.
Xiaoqing was truly skilled at disposing of bodies and leaving no trace.
