"Who are you? Why are you here to kill me? " Darryl looked at the little fairy and repeated coldly, "I will ask one last time. Don't challenge me!"
He raised the Blood-Drinking Sword and placed it on the little fairy's neck!
Irene looked at the Blood Drinking Sword, without a trace of fear on her face. "Be quick! Kill me! I'll tell you what. You won't find peace after you've killed me. You'll be marked by many people."
Sigh...
Darryl glowered at the unyielding lady.
"Hurry up and let me go," Irene said coldly. Although her acupoints were pinned, she was not behaving like a hostage.
Darryl chuckled. "You came to kill me, yet you want to ask for mercy to be let off? Do you think that’s possible? Well, all you need to tell me what have I done to make you want to kill me. I will let you go after you say it."
"No way." Another two short words came from her mouth.
F*ck!
Darryl had completely lost his patience. He picked up the little fairy and placed her on the ground, in a sitting position.
"What are you doing? Go away! Don't touch me!" The little fairy panicked. How could she be held in a man’s arms? What a shame to a Fuyao Palace fairy!
However, that was not the worst. She was surprised and angry that Darryl put her on the beach and then took off her shoes and socks.
A pair of fair and jade-like feet were exposed.
"You... you let me go!" Irene was dumbfounded. She had no idea what Darryl was up to. She was shaking all over and yelling.
Darryl ignored her yelling. He raised his fingers and summoned his internal energy, channeling it through the soles of her feet.
The acupoints on the soles of human feet were sensitive.
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