Evil Phoenix Rebirth: Emperor Zun, God-defying Favorite

Chapter 283 Preaching to Two People
"Ah——" Nie Chi yelled angrily, wishing to cut off his hand in Chiyang Forest right now, dispose of his people, cut him into pieces, drink his blood, and eat his flesh.

At this moment, Feng Qinyan hooked the corners of her lips under the black veil.

Nie Deshou was about to attack Butler Ruan, but when he heard Nie Chi's roar.

Turned around and got distracted.

Butler Ruan sighed.

Nie Deshou caught a glimpse of his son looking at his hand, his mood was unstable, and the bottom of his heart was filled with overwhelming anger.

"You people should be damned."

Nie Deshou let out a roar and rushed directly to Butler Ruan.

Feng Qinyan fanned her eyelashes lightly, understanding the reason for Nie Deshou's anger, she just wanted to help Butler Ruan.

Yi Ran who caught a glimpse of the coarse clothes was surrounded by four people.

She was holding two short knives, one in each hand, and was fighting against the other.

Among the two Tsing Yi guards who blocked her, Feng Qinyan's figure flashed, and the edge of her Tonglin umbrella directly wiped the necks of the two of them.

Continue to look at Yi Ran who is fighting against others.

Feng Qinyan found that her moves were flashy and her movements were flamboyant and too gentle.

Closing the Blood-Dripping Tonglin Umbrella in an instant, Feng Qinyan's feline-like figure leaped to the opposite of Yi Ran.

Holding the Tonglin Umbrella in his hand, he waved it with profound strength like a sword.

The guard in Tsing Yi who was fighting Yi Ran knew something was wrong, so he turned around to defend himself.

However, the moment he turned around, Feng Qinyan directly pierced his heart with the Tonglin Umbrella in her hand.

The guard in Tsing Yi tilted his head and died.

Yi Ran, who witnessed this scene with her own eyes, looked at Feng Qinyan in a daze.

"Are you afraid?" Feng Qinyan asked Yi Ran in an indifferent voice.

Yi Ran held a dagger in both hands, and her body was stained with a lot of blood. Looking at Feng Qinyan's delicate face, she shook her head.

He just helped them save Uncle Ruan, how could she be afraid of him?

So many people in the Nie family wanted to kill them, but he didn't abandon them. How could she be afraid of him.

He is more timid and fearful than those descendants of the Yi family who abandoned them, and he doesn't know where kindness and justice have gone.

"Just don't be afraid, just throw me a knife." Feng Qinyan pulled out the Tonglin Umbrella from the Tsing Yi guard's chest, hung it by her side, and said to Yi Ran.

Yi Ran was taken aback for a moment, raised an arm, and hesitated.

The three remaining besieging them were momentarily stunned by Feng Qinyan, their legs trembled and they dared not move forward.

What kind of force is this person, did he raise a killer?

The only answer in the hearts of the three.

Yi Ran took a look at this moment, her eyelashes lightly fanning the indifferent Feng Qinyan.

After thinking about it, he threw a dagger at her.

"For the enemy, if you dare to take your life, your kindness will only become the opponent's prey." Feng Qinyan said in a non-cold manner.

She put away the Tonglin Umbrella and flipped it over, a short knife in her hand.

For a killer in this world, she has been exposed to all kinds of weapons, let alone this ancient weapon.

At this time, Yi Fan, who had killed a guard and rushed to this side, just happened to listen to Feng Qinyan's words in his heart.

Amidst the chaotic killing sounds, this pleasant and indifferent voice seemed to carry a feeling that people were not afraid of life.

Yi Ran, who was a little stunned, opened her round and watery eyes to look at Feng Qinyan, and listened to her words.

"See how I use the knife." Feng Qinyan's indifferent voice fell.

In a flash, he faced a person who seemed to be advancing and retreating.

Seeing Feng Qinyan approaching, the trembling guards in Tsing Yi did not dare to retreat, and immediately attacked with their swords.

Holding a dagger in her hand, Feng Qinyan slashed like a crescent moon, and quickly flashed past the guard in Tsing Yi.

The trembling guard in Tsing Yi held his long sword in a daze, and a wound on his chest spurted blood.

(End of this chapter)