Chapter 1288 How many knives should I stab at Ye Xiaobei

His big hand moved slightly, and the knife in his hand slowly fell on Ye Xiaobei's neck. It was obvious that he wanted to cut off her neck.

His hand was really white, like the skin on his face, morbidly pale, without any color of blood. In the moonlight, such a pale hand, with a cold shining knife in his hand, stuck it on a little girl's neck, which was really creepy.

Ye Xiaobei was smart, but in the face of ferocious and ruthless Helian Jue, who regarded human life as weeds, she was still panic in the bottom of her heart.

She didn't dare to breathe for fear that he would make her blood flow in the next second.

Helian Jue really wanted to kill Ye Xiaobei, so that Ye Wei could pay for her cheating on him and make her suffer all her life.

But looking at Ye Xiaobei's face, which was exactly the same as Ye Wei's when she was a child, he couldn't press down the knife in his hand.

"Uncle, don't scratch my neck with a knife, OK?"