Chapter 525

Wind Yin saw Wei iris coming towards her with a cold light knife, and then she timidly shrank in the corner of the bed and said, "Wei iris, what are you doing?"

"Fengyin, I have no patience with you. If you like to pretend so much, you can continue to pretend." Wei iris raises the feather free knife in her hand and stabs it at Fengyin.

The wind chants to stop immediately with the hand, the frightened cry: "Wei iris, don't, don't kill me!"

However, Wei iris was completely indifferent to the sound of wind chanting. The sharp blade scratched the skin of wind chanting, and the bright red blood, like the blooming peony, quickly dyed the profane clothes on wind chanting red.

The wind chant, while blocking it with her hands, said to Wei iris with a voice mixed with heavy crying: "Wei iris, it hurts, it hurts..."

Like a real fool, he only knows how to hide, but he doesn't know how to run.

Wei iris's face is gloomy and cold. His martial arts and internal power have been restored. That is to say, even without martial arts and internal power, he can subdue her by his strength alone.

The bottom of Wei iris's eyes was bloodshot. Holding the hand of Feng Yin, she dragged him from the bed to the ground.

Fengyin is helpless and falls to the ground. Then Wei iris stabs Wuyu knife into Fengyin's palm. Immediately, Fengyin's painful cry reverberates in the whole room.

Weiiri thought that Fengyin would hide, but weiiri never thought that the feather free knife in her hand actually tied into the palm of Fengyin and directly penetrated the whole palm of Fengyin.

What Wei didn't expect was that the Wuyu Dao was so sharp. She swore that she was just making a gesture to pierce the palm of Fengyin, but she didn't really want to penetrate the palm of Fengyin.

Who knows her a little strength, will wind sing palm to penetrate.

The cry of wind chanting and pain is accompanied by the cry, which makes the body of iris Wei even colder.

"Wei iris, it hurts It really hurts... " The wind is singing with a big mouth, the throat is full of thick crying cavity, and the expression in the dark eyes is helpless except for fear.

But that look is still silly

"When are you going to put it on?" Looking at the helpless look of Fengyin, however, a weiiris moved for a moment, but the heart that closely followed weiiris was hard to remember again.

The wind chanting lying on the ground just shook his head. The tears from fear soaked the whole face. It was still just those words: "Wei iris, I didn't install it, I didn't install it, I didn't install it It really hurts... "

Wind Yin watched the blood flow out of his palm, and the panic in his eyes became more and more intense. He reached out to pull out the knife inserted in his palm, but when he was about to touch the handle, he shrank back in fear.

"Fengyin, whether you are pretending or real, anyway, you must die today!" Wei iris forces her heart to harden. She can't forget how she spent the year. She looks for mujin day and night. Every day and night is so hard for her. She can't stand the day when she lost mujin.

Only by killing Fengyin can she and mujin get better.

Wei IRI suddenly pulls the Wuyu sword out of the palm of Fengyin. As mujin said, this sword will not be stained with any blood. At the moment when she pulls it out, only a few blood splashes out. The blood originally stained on the edge of Wuyu sword drops rapidly from the edge of Wuyu sword, with cold light.

"Ah..." Wind Yin cries out in pain again. At the moment when Wei iris pulls out the feather free knife, wind Yin covers his palm and turns it painfully on the ground.

Then, Feng Yin, who had been stabbed for several times, was completely afraid. Looking at Wei iris, his eyes also changed from trust to fear. He slowly crawled towards the door.

Killing people is addictive. When the first stab goes into people's body, it doesn't stop. Then the second and third stab will bring a kind of pleasure to people in the process of stabbing.

That's why some people stab the other person even after he is clearly dead. That's because when the murderer stabs the knife into the body of the deceased again, the feeling and reputation of the knife cutting the skin have already made the murderer fall into a kind of madness.

But now Wei iris, she doesn't enjoy the process, but she is determined to sing the wind.

She originally wanted to change a way to make Fengyin die, but when she stabbed the first knife at Fengyin, she had no room for maneuver, and would not turn back.

Wei iris holds the Wuyu sword and stabs it heavily on the shoulder of Fengyin again. The scream of Fengyin immediately echoes in the whole room.

Feng Yin turned to look at the bloody iris Wei with a painful face. In the black eyes, except for fear, she was deeply afraid. It seemed that she did not understand the behavior of iris Wei: "iris Wei, do I want you to kill me..."

It was a desperate voice, or a last-time trust in iris Wei.

Wei iris didn't speak. Looking at the bewildered wind chanting, she was completely scared. Wei iris's hand holding the feather less knife trembled slightly.

Is it the wind chant that hasn't recovered, or is it all pretended by the wind chant?

Is Feng Yin expecting that she won't kill him, so he deliberately plays the bitter meat scheme in front of her?

Wei iris pursed her lips, and the cruel experience at the bottom of her eyes flashed quickly through her eyes. At the same time, Feng Yin had no trust in her. She looked at her like a fierce beast.

Wei iris holds the wind chant with her hand, and then sits on the body of the wind chant. The expression on her face becomes cruel and merciless in an instant. Holding up the feather free knife in her hand, she cuts off the throat of the wind chant.

That resolute and cunning look, let the wind Yin fear struggle up, the black Mou Ren a moment to enlarge up.

When Wuyu Dao arrives at the neck of Fengyin, time seems to be at a standstill.

I only heard the despair of the wind, the helplessness before death, and the low sobs.

The cold blade against the neck of Fengyin makes the whole body of Fengyin tense, and even more violent shaking and struggling.

Wei iris breathed deeply, and the sweat on her forehead slowly fell down her cheek. The white neck was twined with a thin layer of sweat.

"Sorry to scare you!" Wei iris put down the feather less knife in her hand and quickly got down from the body of Fengyin.

Through the reaction just before Fengyin was in danger and dying, Wei iris concluded that all this was not Fengyin.

If he recovers his memory, when her knife is about to cut his throat, Fengyin will definitely stop him, even if he doesn't want to, but the instinct of human body will let him stop.