At the same time, Master Ku sealed all retreat paths, and Ayiza had no choice but to escape.

Zhou Jian's eyes turned cold, and the long sword slashed horizontally, embedded in the wall with a bang, and thundered a long slum, finally stopped by her neck.

Just one tiny bit before you can cut off your head.

In an instant, Ayizha's face looked frightened, all movements freeze, the coldness in her neck made her tremble, and the dagger she had just taken out with her left hand froze in the air.

"Are you still moving?" Zhou Jian looked at her coldly and looked down on her.

Ayi's pretty face looked ugly, and then Wuyang took away her dagger with one hand.

Ayiza glared at him.

But Wuyang is a majestic woman, and she just doesn't dare to be arrogant to Zhou Jian: "You dare to stare at me!"

Slap! She slapped her backwards hard on Ayiza’s innocent face, and her cheeks turned red, and five finger marks appeared.

"You!!" Asiza was angry.

"I'm still not honest when I'm under the ranks!" Wuyang looked down on me, with a big woman's aura.

"What are you? Didn't you just hug his thigh? If it weren't for him, you would have been a corpse!" Ayiza despised, and the subtext was extremely aggressive.

For a moment, Wuyang was furious: "Looking for death!"

As they saw that the two were about to tear up, Zhou Jian said in a deep voice: "Okay."

Although Wuyang was angry, he did not dare to ignore Zhou Jian, so he had to retreat.

"I don't want to talk too much nonsense to you. I can spare your life by handing over the antidote." Zhou Jian used the tip of the knife to lift Ayiza's chin.

Asi clenched his silver teeth and bit his red lips. Although he still had the same face, his temperament was completely different.

"Dream!" She only spit out two words.

"Very good!" Zhou Jian was angry and kicked it out, hitting Ayi's calf. With a bang, her knees hit the ground hard.

"Ah!" She was not prepared and screamed in pain.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Jian lifted her long hair with one hand and put it on her particularly beautiful face with a knife. The blade was sharp and it instantly cut through her skin.

The earnest blood began to emerge.

"If you don't hand over the antidote, I will cut your face one by one and make you an ugly monster!"

Ayi gritted her teeth and glared at Zhou Jian: "Do you think I'm afraid?"

Although his tone was tough, Zhou Jian clearly understood the panic deep in her eyes: "Then let's give it a try!"

As he said that, he was about to take the knife.

"No!!" Asiza panicked and exclaimed.

No woman would care about her face, let alone her, Wuyang would inevitably feel cold when she heard this way of revenge.

"How do I believe you?"

"What if I hand it over and you don't want to let me go?" Ayiza said tremblingly.

Zhou Jian was still wary of this woman being first-class in acting, and it is hard to guarantee whether she was cheating.

"You haven't bargained with me, or not?" His voice was extremely cold and tough, and the long sword in his hand became closer and closer.

"No, no!" she exclaimed.

"I hide the antidote in that vase!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jian was half-believing and half-doubted, and gave Master Ku a wink.

Master Ku carefully searched, and sure enough, he found a small brown bottle from it: "Your Majesty."

Zhou Jian took a look and was a little suspicious. Did this woman hand over the antidote so easily? Why did she always feel something was wrong?
Chapter completed!