At the crucial moment, another "Tinkle" rang out. Mo Yitong looked up and saw a silver plate knocking on the short knife behind her. The difference was that the person who threw the silver plate must have used up all his internal energy. The silver plate suddenly flew out and not only knocked down the short knife on the woman's wrist, but also shook the woman's hand. Fresh blood flowed out of her wrist like a fountain. The woman turned back in a daze and wanted to see who put the knife down, but before she could see it clearly, she had already died and fell to the ground.
The long-bearded man saw that the red-robed woman had died. His eyes burned with fury, and veins popped out of his veins. He gripped the dagger tightly in his right hand and was about to stab her.
"Yue San!" Mo Yitong t
