C248 To Carry out a Mission

The cold edge of the sword was pressed against Qin Fengyi's carotid artery. The protruding pulse was tightly pressed against the sword that had been stained with the black bear's blood.

Qin Fengyi did not see the other party's movements clearly at all. She only felt a gust of wind pass by in front of her eyes.

Ye Qingtian held the sword in his hand and mocked, "Our strength is too weak