Her words hit Lu Yunshuang where it hurt most and the look on her face was now twisted. She lifted the knife in her hand and aimed straight for Chen Qiyu’s face. “You’re asking for death!”

She wanted to slice up Chen Qiyu’s face and carve out all her veins. She wanted Chen Qiyu to live like a dog, where she could not raise her head and had to sprawl on the ground.

Chen Qiyu did not expect she would live after saying those words.

However, she was unwilling to die without a fight.

She had never dreamed that she would once again end up in Lu Yunshuang’s hands after going through so much.

Chen Qiyu stared into Lu Yunshuang’s venomous gaze and the chilling glint of the dagger was reflected on her face.

Clink!

Just when Chen Qiyu thought there would be no escape from Lu Yunshuang’s vicious hands, a crisp sound pulled her back to reality. She lifted her eyes only to see the dagger in Lu Yunshuang’s hands falling to the ground.

At the same time, she could hear fighting going on behind her.

She gave a start and immediately turned back to look. Zhao Heng was fighting the old man who accompanied Lu Yunshuang.

She instantly felt a wave of relief when she saw him.

Lu Yunshuang did not immediately react when the dagger dropped from her hand. When she realized what had happened, she picked up the dagger and went for Chen Qiyu’s neck again.

Chen Qiyu quickly used both her arms to grab Lu Yunshuang’s leg that was stepping on her, then hoisted her with all her might.

Lu Yunshuang was caught off guard and she tumbled backward in a heap.

Before she realized it, Chen Qiyu had lunged hard at her with the same dagger she had dropped. She pressed it against Lu Yunshuang’s throat.

“Try making a move and see what happens,” Chen Qiyu said viciously, gripping the dagger with a cold look in her eyes.

Lu Yunshuang stared at her in shock and did not dare make a move. Instead she said, “Chen Qiyu, try touching me if you dare.”

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“Ptooey!” Chen Qiyu suddenly spat onto Lu Yunshuang’s face. Remembering something, she promptly reached out to touch the side of Lu Yunshuang’s face, tearing something off. A layer of human skin, thin as the wing of a silkworm, came off and Chen Qiyu threw it to the ground, revealing Lu Yunshuang’s real face.

Chen Qiyu now knew more of the world thanks to Zhao Heng. She recognized that it was a human skin mask.

Chen Qiyu stared at Lu Yunshuang and sneered. The dagger in her hand traced viciously across Lu Yunshuang’s cheek. “Didn’t you want to destroy my face and then kill me? Now it’s my turn to slice up your face and cut the veins on your hands and legs. You deserve everything that’s coming to you!” At the same time, her hands got to work.

The sharp dagger sliced up Lu Yunshuang’s face viciously.

Once, twice…

“Ah—” Lu Yunshuang was screaming continuously.

In no time, her face had become a bloody mess and was gnarly to look at.

After Chen Qiyu was done with her face, she began slicing up Lu Yunshuang’s remaining arm.

Although Lu Yunshuang was in agony, she still had strength remaining. She struggled as she lifted her leg, kicking Chen Qiyu to the ground.

However, she only had one arm and her movements were slower than a normal person’s.

She was about to push herself up when Chen Qiyu lunged at her from behind. She pulled on Lu Yunshuang’s hair and dragged her backward.

“Lu Yunshuang, haven’t you hurt me enough? Let’s settle all our past and future grudges here once and for all!” Chen Qiyu was enraged. The memory of her time of desperation, calling out for help to no avail, being humiliated so terribly, filled her with hatred as her eyes became bloodshot.

She held onto the dagger steadily. With every sentence she uttered, she stabbed Lu Yunshuang in the body.

Soon, Lu Yunshuang’s back was stabbed so many times that it became a bloody mess as well. Her entire body was drenched in fresh blood.

However, it was not enough for Chen Qiyu. She was not in a hurry to kill Lu Yunshuang, but she needed to vent. The dagger stabbed into Lu Yunshuang’s flesh again and again.

Lu Yunshuang no longer even had the strength to scream. Her eyes rolled as the strength left her body.

Zeng Lunan watched Lu Yunshuang’s predicament from not far away. He was shocked and fearful, but the man he was fighting was more powerful than he was. Zeng Lunan’s forehead was covered in sweat from anxiety. He tried to rush forward a few times to save Lu Yunshuang, but his opponent stuck to him much like a shadow, and the man’s powerful sword intent skill surrounded Zeng Lunan, which made him unable to do anything but watch fretfully from where he was.

Zeng Lunan roared when he saw Lu Yunshuang was about to die. He disregarded the fact that he was enveloped by sword intent, and made a hard push to escape from his entrapment.