Just as the situation reached a critical point, a silver needle carried a whistling sound as it pierced through the air, heading straight for Chen Ting.
Thud!
Chen Ting suddenly stopped in his tracks, with the blade in his hand mere inches from Xia Shiqi.
"Am I, am I dead?" Xia Shiqi slowly opened her eyes to see Chen Ting in front of her, brandishing a long knife with a ferocious expression, but his eyes were vacant and lifeless, his forehead unbelievably penetrated by a silver needle.
The next moment, Chen Ting's body fell straight backward, dead as a doornail!
Hiss!
At the scene, all the onlookers gasped in shock!
Good heavens, at such close range, how did Ye Wudao managed to save her from under the knife?
It was simply inconceivable!
"Ah!" Xia Shiqi was startled, and then could no longer contain her fear, she ran towards Ye Wudao as if fleeing.
"Wudao Brother!" Xia Shiqi hugged Ye Wudao, releasing all her grievances in this very moment!
