A scream erupted from a Mo Family disciple, his face filled with horror. An eerie gurgling sounded from his throat, with frothy blood bubbling from his mouth and a bloody hole in his throat.
Bang!
The body hit the ground, kicking up a spray of yellow sand.
Not many people at the scene clearly saw how he died, but Qin Yi did. Bai Jingqing had conjured a flower among the yellow sand, which suddenly transformed into a small sword piercing through the disciple's throat.
Mo Tianhao and Nancheng Fei looked towards Bai Jingqing. Although not entirely sure it was her doing, in this place, only Bai Jingqing had such an ability.
"Was it you?" Mo Tianhao asked sternly.
Bai Jingqing replied coldly, "I've said it before, killing one is fair, killing two is a profit. It's up to you to decide who wants to die first."
Mo Tianhao's face twisted, "You bitch, once I catch you, you'll wish for death over life."
