All kinds of voices gathered together, and before the people rushing towards the high platform squeezed in, I saw the dagger in Chu Yunyao's hand reflecting the blazing fire under the cover of the bonfire.
Seeing that Chu Yunyao took out a dagger the size of a palm, the two men saw a mockery flash in their eyes, and their smiles were cold: "I have heard that Mrs. Mo is very skilled, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant as to use a dagger. The little fruit knife wants to win the two of us, it's just asking for a dead end."
"Today is your day of death!"
The two men held up their long knives and attacked.
Chu Yunyao remained silent, she shifted her body lightly, her slender and fair neck was close to the blade to avoid it, and her whole body drifted in front of the man like falling leaves and flying flowers.
With the knife in hand, he sealed his throat with one knife.
Warm blood spurted out and sprinkled the other executioner's face and body.
Chu Yunyao's figure moved like a shadow, and before the blood-stained executioner could react, the dagger deviated from the man's heart by half an inch and pierced another man's chest.
Chu Yunyao's face was as frosty, and there was only killing intent surging in her eyes.
There was a "plop" sound from behind, the sound of a big knife and a heavy body falling to the ground.
Chu Yunyao held the handle of the knife, but did not immediately pull the dagger out of the chest of the person in front of her. She warned in a cold voice: "You'd better not act rashly, my lady's dagger cuts iron like mud, as long as it stirs on your chest half an inch, and your heart will be dug out by Mrs. Ben."
The man really didn't dare to move, the long knife in his hand couldn't hold it, and fell down.
With five fingers, Chu Yunyao slowly loosened the handle of the dagger inlaid with gems, "I can kill you or save you, it depends on your choice."
The man lowered his eyes numbly, staring at the dagger on his chest that was almost completely submerged in flesh and blood, he couldn't believe it: "How could it be..."
"I forgot to tell you." Chu Yunyao's red lips fluttered: "My wife is not good at juggling with guns and sticks, but close combat."
Mu Qing finally jumped onto the high platform and blocked Chu Yunyao.
Chu Yunyao: "Procrastinate and interrogate clearly, who are these two people taking orders from?"
As soon as the words fell, a trace of black blood spilled from the corner of the man's lips, and he fell to the ground.
Mu Qing leaned over, squeezed his jawbone open, and said to Chu Yunyao: "This man has poison hidden in his teeth, he committed suicide by swallowing the poison."
The clue is broken again!
Chu Yunyao didn't hesitate at all, she didn't even move her eyebrows, she just bent down, pulled out her dagger from the man's chest, wiped the gleaming blade on his clothes, and put it back into the scabbard.
She stood on the high platform, but her slender and tall body looked exceptionally tall, and her voice was lingling: "I, the hero of the Mo family, is fighting desperately, throwing his head and blood, just to keep the peace of one side.
Just when my husband was seriously injured, these moths and ghosts and snakes hidden in the Mohist army began to move around, trying to shake the morale of my Mohist army from within and destroy the soul of my Mohist army.
Although my wife is a woman, she also understands the family, the country, the world, life and death, and worries about the world's worries first, and then enjoys the world's joys. Isn't it true that a man of seven feet is not as good as a woman? "
After finishing speaking, she jumped off the high platform like a fluttering butterfly, and said, "I leave this place to you."
Mu Qing: "Yes!"
Duan Changyu followed Chu Yunyao, lowered his head and sent Chu Yunyao back, wanting to apologize with death.
"Young Madam." Duan Changyu said with sincerity and trepidation, "I am guilty of a lowly position, and my humble position is willing to accept punishment."