Daoyi took out a black handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth, sighing, "It's so damn old."

Liu Ni's technique can be said to be the slaughter of the cow with ease. She cut more than a hundred pieces of knife, but did not hurt Xue Liang's internal organs and an arterial blood vessel.

She just talked to herself while cutting Xue Liang's body. Once Xue Liang showed his desire to die, she would ask him how many times he would have been, and then cheer him up and encourage him to persevere.

Go down.

"How many knives have you been?" Liu Ni asked again.

Xue Liang's eyes were shining with light, which was the light of hope.

"107 knives".

Liu Ni said oh, nodded slightly, and the dagger in her hand flashed with a cold light, and she cut Xue Liang's neck with a knife.

Xue Liang's eyes were filled with fear, anger, and unwillingness. He opened his mouth hard to say something, but his throat had been cut and he could not say a word.

Liu Ni pouted her lips and said lightly: "You want to say that I don't care about my trust, haha, no, I'm very trustworthy. One 108 knife is not much, one 108 knife is not much, now you are free."
Chapter completed!