Chapter 1965 The Knife I Can’t Hold, You Can’t Let Go: Jin Yiwei 49

plan? what's the plan?

Xi Ying smelled an unusual smell.

"What do you want to do to Song Xu?" She moved the tip of the knife forward.

From the visual effect, the tip of the knife has penetrated into Xu Yiqiu's skin, but in fact it has not.

However, the intimidating coldness seems to have turned into reality, which Xu Yiqiu, who often kills people, can feel personally.

"He and I are both acquainted, and the commander will leave Dongchang soon. What do you think I want to do?" Xu Yiqiu asked.

"You want to attack him?" Xi Ying understood everything and said with a frown: "You have such thoughts in your heart, but do you know that Song Xu really regards you as his brother?"

"Brother? If he treats me as a brother, will he not be the commander? If he is a brother and I am always under him, then I would rather not!"

Xu Yiqiu was a little excited.

"What did you encounter? Why is there blood on your knife?" Xi Ying asked another question after getting the answer she wanted.

"Don't you know why we came to this village? It's just that the person we wanted to arrest was not found, but a group of people set an ambush for us. Everyone was scattered. Your Song Xu is on the mountain."

That was the opposite direction to the road Xu Yiqiu pointed to Xi Ying.

Xi Ying could predict that the mountain was deserted and Song Xu was being pursued. If Xu Yiqiu's people stabbed him in the back again at this time, he didn't know what kind of situation Song Xu would face.

"I know what you are thinking, so I will tell you all at once. Among the people we brought out this time, more than half of the Jin Yiwei are my people. Do you think that if they meet Song Xu, they will encounter such a Will you take action if there is a good opportunity?”

Xu Yiqiu's voice really deserves a beating, and his words deserve even more beating.

Xi Ying quickly slashed his throat with the tip of the knife.

The wound was not deep, but the amount of blood flowing out was scary.

This position just makes it impossible for Xu Yiqiu to speak comfortably.

Xi Ying glanced at the direction of the mountain, gritted her teeth, grabbed Xu Yiqiu's collar and walked up the mountain.

"I won't let you die until I see Song Xu appear completely in front of me. Of course, I won't let you live well either."

Xi Ying's cold voice hovered above Xu Yiqiu's head.

There were many injuries on Xu Yiqiu's body. Except for the shallow wound on his throat, Xi Ying showed no mercy to other injuries.

Under such circumstances, he could only be dragged away by Xi Ying.

The gravel and gravel on the ground almost wore out his clothes, but he gradually raised the corners of his mouth.

A conflicting emotion of sadness and ecstasy arose in his heart.

He endured the pain in his throat and raised his head to look at Xi Ying.

How can this small body have so much power?

Xu Yiqiu knew that he was not light, and it would take a lot of strength to drag him away like this, but Xi Ying did it.

This feeling of being controlled by another person is really amazing.

Especially the girl dragging him along.

Why didn't you realize that Xi Ying was so special before?

He is better at martial arts than him, and his sword skills are better than him, yet he can still cause him such serious injuries.

Xu Yiqiu felt that he seemed to like Xi Ying.

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puff--

Song Xu, who was covered in blood, stabbed his knife into the ground, spurted out a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground.