C729 He Was Going to Punish Him

Faang Ziyu said with a smile, "Benefactor, do you regret it? Unfortunately, it was already too late. Ha!"

Du Qi sneered and said," Brother Fang, don't be happy too early. Since we can save you, we can also kill you! "

Faang Ziyu laughed and said," You? You mean you can kill me now? Ha! What a joke! If it was before dinner yesterday, I would still have some scruples, but now... Hmph hmph, you won't be able to live even if you want to!"

Du Qi pretended to be frightened and said," Could it be that there was a problem with yesterday's dinner? "

Faang Ziyu smiled proudly and said, "Benefactor is really smart, but it is a pity that smart people often don't live long and even cost their friends' lives. Sigh! The heavens are unfair!"

Du Qi suddenly understood and said, "No wonder Brother Fang could easily kill Brother Zhang, restrain Miss Zhang, and still dare to confront me. It's a pity that Brother Fang's wishful thinking doesn't seem to be easy to start."

Hearing Du Qi's words, Faang Ziyu couldn't help but exclaim, "You followed me?" Zhang Xiuyi asked in grief and indignation, "You beast really killed my brother?"

Du Qi sneered, "You are overestimating yourself. If I was there at that time, how could I allow you to act fierce?"

Ignoring Zhang Xiuyi's question, Faang Ziyu asked doubtfully, "Then how did you know?"

Du Qi sneered and said, "You may never know this question."

Faang Ziyu smiled indifferently and said, "Don't tell me you want to kill me?"

Although she did not get Faang Ziyu's answer, Zhang Xiuyi could tell from Faang Ziyu's words that Zhang Tianxiang had been harmed by Faang Ziyu. Zhang Xiuyi could not help but feel sad. Before Du Qi could reply, she shouted angrily, "Hero, please avenge my brother. As long as the hero kills Faang Ziyu, this villain, please. I am willing to serve the hero for the rest of my life!"

Faang Ziyu scolded, "You b * tch, you let a good day go but you are willing to fall. You want to kill me? In your next life, humph! Wait until I take care of your hero, then I'll take care of you! " As he spoke, Faang Ziyu silently circulated the Profound Arts, and the sword hovering in the air suddenly trembled. Suddenly, a bright light shone, and like a bolt of lightning, it pierced through Du Qi's throat.

Facing Faang Ziyu's fierce sword, Du Qi actually turned a blind eye to it. He didn't even have the slightest intention of dodging. It was as if he had been scared silly by Faang Ziyu's attack, and he just stood there without moving.

Seeing Du Qi's appearance, Zhang Xiuyi couldn't help but feel heartbroken, but Faang Ziyu was overjoyed. He slightly shook his wrist, and the sword in his hand stabbed out even faster. Seeing that it was about to pierce through Du Qi's throat, Faang Ziyu could not help but reveal a victorious smile. He was already fantasizing about how to deal with Zhang Xiuyi, who had long made his heart itch.

Just as Faang Ziyu thought that he had succeeded, he suddenly felt his vision blur. Having lost Du Qi's figure, he couldn't help but be shocked. Just as he was about to change his move, he suddenly felt a surge of hot energy surge into his dantian. It instantly spread throughout his entire body, and he suddenly broke out in a sweat. It was as if all the strength in his body was leaking out of his body along with that wave of sweat. He suddenly felt his entire body go soft, and he almost couldn't even hold his sword in his haste. How could he still have the strength to kill Du Qi?

Thinking that Du Qi would definitely lose and that she had no hope of avenging her brother, Zhang Xiuyi could not help but feel sad in her heart. She wanted to use her sword to assassinate Faang Ziyu to avenge her brother, but she was also worried that she would not be able to catch him if she did not have the strength. She was worried that she would be captured and humiliated. Helpless, Zhang Xiuyi steeled her heart and cried out miserably, "Brother, slow down and wait for little sister!" As she spoke, the sword in her hand fiercely slashed back, cutting towards her own carotid artery.

The sword had already touched her neck and gave birth to a chill. Zhang Xiuyi could not help but sigh secretly. Just as she was feeling unwilling in her heart. She suddenly felt the sword in her hand shake and could not move in the slightest. She could not help but be shocked and hurriedly looked over. Her brother saw that the sword was firmly grasped by a clear white hand. Zhang Xiuyi's heart suddenly tightened and cried out sorrowfully, "You devil, quickly let go! Let go!"

As she shouted, Zhang Xiuyi concentrated all of her strength on the right hand holding the sword. She shook wildly and continuously as if she wanted to break free from the shackles of that hand. It allowed her to successfully commit suicide. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't do as she wished. Just as she felt despair and coldness... She suddenly heard Du Qi say, "Miss, don't be afraid. It's fine now!"

After hearing Du Qi's words, Zhang Xiuyi slowly calmed down. She saw that the hand that grabbed her sword was not Faang Ziyu's, but Du Qi's. Zhang Xiuyi could not help but feel happy, and shyly raised her eyes to look at Du Qi. She saw Du Qi looking at her, and Zhang Xiuyi could not help but follow Du Qi's gaze. She saw that her chest was in a mess, revealing a large piece of snow white breast. Zhang Xiuyi could not help but feel embarrassed and angry as she suddenly threw away the sword in her hand. With a wave of her hand, there was a clear sound of "Pa!" as a palm solidly hit Du Qi's face. After that, she covered her chest with both hands and jumped to the side. She looked at Du Qi, whose heart was in a mess and wanted to say something but ended up dead.

Du Qi knew Zhang Xiuyi's current mood, so he did not dodge and received a slap from her. It made her vent her grief and shyness. At this time, she saw Zhang Xiuyi's face full of guilt and embarrassment. Du Qi could not help but feel embarrassed and quickly said, "Miss, my mission has been completed. Now is the time for you to take revenge for your brother."

In the blink of an eye, he looked at Faang Ziyu. All kinds of emotions suddenly surged into his heart. A fierce and cold light flashed in Zhang Xiuyi's beautiful eyes. The killing intent in her chest was like a huge net that tightly wrapped around Faang Ziyu. She suddenly roared loudly and suddenly pounced over. She could not care less about her chest. He waved his hands repeatedly, and his fists rained down on Faang Ziyu's chest, shoulders, and face like raindrops. He hit Faang Ziyu so hard that he kept snorting. His face bloomed, and he fell to the ground. He didn't stop until he couldn't stand it anymore. But she still kicked Faang Ziyu hard two times before she stopped.

After that crazy attack, Zhang Xiuyi's hatred was vented and her embarrassment was alleviated. She looked at Faang Ziyu, who was lying on the ground and groaning in pain, and thought of her brother who was killed by him. Zhang Xiuyi could not help but feel sad, but she could no longer find trouble with Faang Ziyu. She could not help but shed tears and whimper. She held her head with both hands and slowly squatted on the ground. She seemed to have used up all the strength in her body and could not even cry.

Even though he was an outsider, Du Qi could not help but accompany Zhang Xiuyi in grief for the middle of the night. Seeing that the sky had lit up, Du Qi could only call out, "Miss, the sky is about to light up. It is not good to stay here for long. Let's go!"

Hearing Du Qi's words, Zhang Xiuyi slowly stopped her grief and quietly packed her luggage. Slowly following Du Qi. Just as she was about to leave, she accidentally saw Faang Ziyu. Zhang Xiuyi could not help but hate him from the bottom of her heart. Suddenly, she raised her leg and fiercely kicked Faang Ziyu in the chest. Two crisp sounds echoed. Without a doubt, at least two ribs in Faang Ziyu's chest had been broken.

Pain. A piercing pain hit him. Faang Ziyu could not help but cry out in pain. However, he could not make a sound. He let out a miserable shriek. Faang Ziyu could not help but slide into the corner of the wall with the force from Zhang Xiuyi's feet. He seemed to want to get up, but he could only wriggle there. His expression was so miserable that people could not bear to see it, but Zhang Xiuyi still did not seem to be able to vent her hatred. She followed him and kicked Faang Ziyu's thigh hard again.