C950 Yan Xue's Crisis(5)

Jiang Li waved his finger and a stream of sword Qi flew past Yan Xue's ears and cut off her hair.

A bloody wound appeared on Yan Xue's face.

"My face! "My face!" Yan Xue screamed.

To a woman, the most important thing was her face. And Jiang Li's slash had scratched Yan Xue's face. How could Yan Xue accept this?

Yan Xue could feel the pain in her face, but it only made her heart ache even more