No.1 Conceited Son-in-law

"…"    

"Two …"    

The purple-dressed woman immediately started to count.    

Her voice was very playful.    

It was as if he was joking.    

But when the woman in purple really began to count.    

Her voice became somewhat cold.    

"You dare to make a move."    

"Today, you will surely die."    

Qin Tian said to the purple-dressed woman with a cold gaze.    

"Aiya."    

"Looks like you should cherish your life a little."    

"Such a beautiful little sister can't even move you."    

"You really are a scum."    

The purple-dressed woman said to Qin Tian.    

Her expression was one of contempt when she looked at Qin Tian.    

"Swish."    

"Of course."    

Qin Tian shouted anxiously.    

The purple-dressed woman cut open a wound on Zhou Rann's throat.    

This wound was not shallow.    

However, the great arteries were not cut.    

"Qin Tian, do you think I'm joking with you?"    

"If you don't kill yourself."    

"Next, I will cut open her throat."    

"Let this beautiful little sister die in front of you."    

"I want her dead."    

The purple-dressed woman said with a cold gaze.    

This woman's appearance was graceful and peaceful.    

However, when she wielded the dagger, it was filled with danger.    

"Relax."    

"Anything you want me to do."    

Qin Tian quickly said.    

With Qin Tian's current strength, he could take the risk and directly finish off the purple-dressed lady.    

But this woman in purple was a Warlock.    

It was a very powerful Warlock.    

Qin Tian's injuries were indeed healed.    

However, Qin Tian hadn't used his Divine Stage completely yet.    

which could be considered as him not being able to completely control the power of the Divine Stage.    

Qin Tian was afraid that he would harm Zhou Rann if he made a move.    

At this time, Qin Tian was in a bit of a hurry.    

"You want me to do anything?"    

"Why does this sound so interesting?"    

"How about this."    

"Kneel down first."    

The lady in purple said to Qin Tian with a smile.    

Ye Zichen played with Qin Tian's expression with his eyes.    

"Alright."    

"I kneel."    

"You, stop hurting me."    

Qin Tian said to the purple-dressed woman.    

Qin Tian really knelt in front of the purple-dressed woman.    

"Hur hur."    

"The number one young expert of Jinhai."    

"That's all."    

"For a little sister, he actually kneeled down."    

"You really are a man who doesn't care for his life."    

"Bastards, they deserve to die."    

Zi Yan said with a cold look in her eyes.    

Her voice was angry when she said the word stinking man.    

A second dagger appeared in the purple-dressed woman's hand.    

He threw it in front of Qin Tian.    

"Just stab yourself."    

"I'll just stab it in my right chest."    

"Let's play together and see how many cuts you can take."    

"If only you could stab me a hundred times, then you would still be alive."    

"Then I'll let you go, and the grudge of killing my cousin will be written off."    

"What do you think?"    

The purple-dressed woman said to Qin Tian with a smile.    

Her voice and tone were like that of a sickly girl, full of danger and terror.    

"Brother Qin Tian."    

"No."    

"Don't listen to her."    

"Don't worry about me."    

"Hit her."    

Zhou Rann said anxiously.    

"Ah …"    

Before Zhou Rann could finish her sentence, she let out a painful scream.    

The purple-dressed woman thrust a small dagger into Zhou Rann's shoulder.    

"Stop."    

"I'm poking myself, so don't hurt yourself anymore."    

Without saying anything, Qin Tian directly stabbed a dagger into his right chest.