Chapter 1398: Chapter 1398: Foolishly Devoted Seed (4)
Yang Ruxin frowned, âWhat if I donât?â
Mieko waved her hand.
A black-clothed person thrust a sword into Yang Baiyueâs arm, immediately causing blood to gush out.
Tears of pain fell from Yang Baiyueâs eyes.
âDonâtâŠ,â Yang Ruxin screamed, âdonât hurt herâŠ,â but she thought to herself that her acting must look quite exaggerated. However, there was no other way, she wasnât professionally trained, so let it be exaggerated. As long as the other party believed she cared for this man, it was fine.
âThen stab yourself.â
âI donât have a knife.â
A black-clothed person threw a dagger over.
Yang Ruxin picked up the dagger and, after hesitating, didnât dare to stab herself. Instead, she looked up at Mieko, âYou might as well reveal your ultimate goal. This is pointlessâŠâ
As a result, the black-clothed person stabbed another sword into Yang Baiyueâs other arm.
Yang Baiyueâs face turned pale, and he glared maliciously at Yang Ruxin.
Yang Ruxin looked back âaffectionatelyâ at him, even shedding tears, âBrother Mo, bear with it for a little longer. Iâll spare no effort to save youâŠâ She paused, âIf I canât save you, Iâll follow you in death. Weâve agreed not to desire being born on the same year, month, or day, but to die on the same year, month, and dayâŠâ Although what she said sounded about right, it actually gave her goosebumps. How disgusting! She must vomit this out later when she gets back.
âSo you are a sentimental fool after all,â Mieko sneered. âI didnât expect you to like someone older⊠What about White Wolf before?â
âPeople have their own preferences,â Yang Ruxin spread her hands. âYou also said that was a pretty boy, and pretty boys are naturally keptâŠâ
Mieko frowned, feeling something was off.
Yang Baiyue knew Yang Ruxin was plotting to kill with a borrowed knife⊠So, he used all his remaining strength to struggle more violently, causing the wounds on his arms to bleed even quicker. Moreover, he suddenly realized that Dong Ruoqiu had disappeared and felt even more afraidâŠ
The black-clothed person punched Yang Baiyue in the stomach again.
Yang Baiyueâs eyes rolled back as he collapsed.
âYang Ruxin, stop wasting time,â Mieko waved her hand. âNo matter what, you are doomed today.â
Yang Ruxin toyed with the dagger in her hand, âWhat if I donât?â
âDonât push my limits,â Miekoâs face twisted with agitation. âHurry up, even if you waste time, no one will come to save you. Today, I must have your lifeâŠâ
âI never need anyone to save me,â Yang Ruxin smiled, glancing at Yang Baiyue who was on the brink of death. âApart from myself, no one can take my life⊠and today, Iâll take another of your arms and legs, reducing you to a mere crippleâŠâ
âIs that so?â Mieko suddenly attacked, a red ribbon flying towards Yang Ruxin with two daggers hidden within.
Yang Ruxin hurriedly dodged to the side, while Xiaolun went into action.
When Little Quan Jie saw the flash of green light, he hurriedly swung his sword at it.
However, Xiaolunâs speed was unparalleled, so all he felt was a pain in his wrist, the treasure sword clanging to the ground. Meanwhile, Mieko was already screaming on the floor after falling off the wheelchairâŠ
The rest of the black-clothed people also fell to the ground, however, they didnât move and were dead on the spot.