Supreme Violent Young Master

Thunderous claps could be heard one after another, along with miserable wails.    

    

Unknowingly, a person suddenly appeared in the room. Ding dang, the lighter was turned on, Ding dang, the lighter was turned off, and he faintly smiled, "Little beauty, a spiritual ability isn't something you can use like this!"    

    

Perhaps even Chen Yuyang didn't expect He Yuan Xiu's hatred to be so strong. At the same time, Song Manyu also didn't expect that He Yuan Xiu, this seemingly refined and refined young master, would have two different faces. To think that there would be such a hobby like masochism. However, Song Manyu did not mind He Yuan Xiu performing such a show in front of her and instead had a look of admiration on his face. Perhaps this could be considered a bad taste!    

    

However, Song Manyu was very interested in this Liu Xiaoqing girl. It was not for any other reason but because they were the same type of person.    

    

Adepts are supernatural, but they're different from martial artists." The martial artists of China were also called cultivators. It could be said that they were a system, a school. Fighters cultivate in a way that defies the will of the heavens, which is why they possess a power that surpasses nature. However, Adepts were different. Adepts were born with this mutation in their bloodlines. Compared to warriors, Adepts were isolated from the rest of the world, and most people treated them like monsters. It was especially true for those who could not accurately control their own bloodline, causing a series of negative effects.    

    

Just think about it, in China, the place where martial arts originated from. If you knew martial arts, many people would worship you. However, since you were young, you have been able to control fire and ignite fire all over your body. People will definitely treat you as a monster. It was that simple.    

    

Therefore, most of the Special Ability User in China were isolated, otherwise they would have entered the Special Ability Research Institute. To be able to find someone like him in the Great Thousand World was not an easy matter. Song Manyu felt that she was reuniting with her old friends.    

    

More importantly, Liu Xiaoqing's superpower was actually a Spiritual Element. This made Song Manyu even more ecstatic.    

    

Otherwise, it was impossible for Song Manyu to save Liu Xiaoqing. With a flick of her lighter, these two people immediately exploded into blood and gore.    

    

As a Special Ability User, Song Manyu's emotions were understandable. However, as an assassin, Song Manyu had made the mistake that an assassin could not tolerate. He had fallen in love with her. Mercy was also a type of affection, one that would definitely alert the enemy.    

    

Anyone who was interrupted while doing something like this would be in a terrible mood, especially when faced with such perverted abuse.    

    

He Yuan Xiu looked back angrily, his eyes spewing fire. He stared at the graceful Song Manyu sitting on the balcony and shouted, "Who are you? How did you get in? "    

    

Song Manyu smiled mockingly, shook her head, curled her lips, and coldly said, "The person who killed you!"    

    

He Yuan Cultivator's first reaction was that he might have heard wrongly. However, he quickly realized the danger and shouted, "Men, men!"    

    

Peng, with a loud sound, the door was kicked open by someone. Two bodyguards wearing black suits rushed in, asking nervously, "Young master, what happened?"    

    

Just as she finished speaking, a crisp sound rang out and the lighter in Song Manyu's hand flew out. At the same time, Song Manyu's eyes widened as she stared at the beautiful arc flying out. The two bodyguards naturally stood in front of He Yuan Cultivator. He heard Song Manyu sneer and said, "Break..."    

    

Boom! The metallic flame exploded. A flaming dragon sprayed out from the flame engine and exploded into nothingness.    

    

In the next moment, Song Manyu's figure had already arrived beside Liu Xiaoqing, and she was held in her arms. He then leaped up and once again arrived at the edge of the windowsill, smiling coldly. At this moment, He Yuan's two bodyguards had already been blown into black ashes. Even He Yuan was covered in dirt from the sudden explosion. His body was embedded with metal and he was bleeding profusely. He Yuan Xiu grimaced in pain as he tried his best to crawl out. He used the last bit of his energy and shouted, "Help, help me!"    

    

In the corridor, the sound of hurried footsteps was gradually approaching.    

    

Song Manyu was not anxious at all. Her eyes were fixed on He Yuan Xiu as she shouted again, "Explode!"    

    

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Almost at the same time, the metal fragments on He Yuan exploded. He Yuan immediately fainted from the pain. His entire body was blown up into a mess of flesh and blood. There was not a single good place left for him to be. Especially his lower body. Both of his legs were directly broken by the explosion.    

    

"What happened?" A clear voice came from outside the door, while Song Manyu leisurely lit a cigarette. She had a smile on her face and the lighter in her hand was already out. She walked towards the door and said with a chuckle, "Goodbye, idiot!"    

    

Peng, just as they were about to break into the door, a group of security guards were sent flying by a loud explosion, and the entire room started to burn with raging flames.    

    

In a dark corner of the streets of the capital, Chen Yuyang watched as the window was lit with a ball of fire. His eyes narrowed, and the corners of his lips curled up even more as he continuously turned the blood colored ring in his hand, and laughed. "Song Manyu, you have quite the courage, but it's a pity ?"    

    

The sound of footsteps echoed in the darkness. Liu Xiaoqing's breathing was a little rapid. At the same time, the wounds on her body were aching in the cold wind. She said in a delicate voice, "Put me down. Put me down!"    

    

Song Manyu threw away the cigarette in her hand and carefully placed Liu Xiaoqing on the ground. Then, she took off her coat and draped it over Liu Xiaoqing's body. At the corner of his eyes, there seemed to always be this kind of smile, "Little girl, you seem to have gotten into trouble."    

    

Liu Xiaoqing calmed herself down and wrapped the man's clothes tighter. She raised her head and asked, "He's dead?"    

    

Song Manyu tilted her head and smiled, "It should be so!"    

    

Although Liu Xiaoqing did not know the identity of this He Yuan cultivator, she was certain that this childe was not simple. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sob as she helplessly said, "What should I do?" What should I do? They will definitely not let me off! "    

    

Song Manyu slowly extended her hand and said, "If you are willing to follow me! Your aptitude is not bad! "    

    

Liu Xiaoqing was stunned for a long time. Then, she remembered the horrible scene she saw in the room. She murmured, "You, are you a monster too?"    

    

"Monster?" Song Manyu laughed softly, "No, to be specific, we are all Special Ability User!"    

    

"What is Special Ability User?" Liu Xiaoqing did not understand.    

    

Hugging her arms, Song Manyu laughed, "The so-called Special Ability User has power that is different from ordinary people. Both you and I are spirit element Special Ability User, so you can let people see your illusions through your eyes. You should also be using this method to earn benefits ~ "    

    

"You know all about it?" Liu Xiaoqing exclaimed, but she was still a little disappointed. She said, "Will you look down on me?"    

    

"No, everyone has the right to survive, right?" Song Manyu muttered to herself for a moment before shaking her head and smiling.    

    

However, at this moment, a magnetic voice came from the dark night, mocking, "Song Manyu, now is not the time to talk about love. Let me tell you some unfortunate news, he is still alive, but he has become a human and a ghost. Be careful!"    

    

"Mister Chen ?" Song Manyu looked at the sky in horror, but did not discover anything.    

    

"Who was it?" Liu Xiaoqing asked curiously.    

    

Song Manyu said in a low voice, her heart was beating rapidly, and she sighed: "A mysterious and powerful person! Or perhaps, they were not human!