When Prince Xue spoke these words, there was a pitiful expression on her face.
She was exceedingly beautiful, and when she adopted such a demeanor, it would make any man feel compassionate.
But Chu Qing's face showed no fluctuation.
He casually tossed aside Luo Wushuang's head and said softly:
"You dare to appear before me again, relying on the nearly immortal and eternal trait of the Blood Demon Scripture.
"As long as blood and energy are not exhausted, life persists.
"You think I can't kill you..."
"How could I entertain such thoughts when my good brother's martial arts are world-renowned?"
Prince Xue rubbed her arm, which had just been reattached, and spoke softly:
"However, your sister has one thing to say to advise you.
"Though you possess unmatched martial arts, the deep roots of the Celestial Evil Cult are far beyond your imagination.
