Entangle Me in Hell [530]

"Are you scared? It turns out that you also know what fear is? Jing Jiaren forced over step by step, "People are cornered, and anything terrible will be done." ”

Leng Xinqi got up, only ran a few steps before stepping on her skirt and falling to the ground, she rolled and crawled, shook off the high heels on her feet and ran forward.

Jing Jiaren's poignant expression was so terrifying - her crazy appearance definitely made people believe that she would kill!

Nurse He, who was stunned on the side, saw Jing Jiaren's bloodthirsty gaze shooting over, and also started to run suddenly.

Leng Xinqi was not familiar with the road in the orchard, and was forced by Jing Jiaren, so she panicked and ran to a deeper place.

Jing Jiaren is holding thorns, and she is simply the devil who asks for her life, pressing step by step.

In front is a nice lake.

The waterwheel gurgles and turns, and the lake is the source of water for the entire orchard.

Leng Xinqi ran here, and there was no way.

She had no choice but to run around the lake, looking back from time to time to see if Jing Jiaren had caught up.

Jing Jiaren knew that she was going in this direction, so she inserted it from another path, and suddenly appeared in front of Leng Xinqi with a thorn strip.

Her steps slammed, and Chiguo's feet were painfully ground by the pebbles.

She clutched her overly long skirt tightly and stepped back: "Jing Jiaren, what do you want to do?" ”

"What do I do if you kill my baby?"

"The baby's business, it really has nothing to do with me, it's not me!"

"How can it have nothing to do with you, you are complicit!" It's a pity that Jing Jiaren's ability is not enough, so she can only solve one, and let Nurse He run away.

Leng Xinqi stepped back, stepped on a stone, and fell to the ground.

She began to hate herself for being dressed in complicated clothes, so that she could not even run away, let alone use her fists and kicks.

Jing Jiaren smiled and took advantage of the situation to walk in front of her.

Leng Xinqi crawled on the ground again, she had never been so embarrassed in her life.

Suddenly, there was a tearing pain in my back!

The thorns struck her back, and the thorns burrowed into her flesh, some of them remained in her skin, and some of them were plucked out with blood.

Leng Xinqi was shocked, followed by another whip.

"Jing Jiaren!" Leng Xinqi's face turned pale, "I won't let you go-"

Jing Jiaren's daxiao voice sounded.

Startled the sparrows in the orchard to fly everywhere......

"Leng Xinqi, can you keep your life and say this to me again. Or will you go to hell with me and haunt me in hell? ”

The thorns hit Leng Xinqi's back all at once, and she almost bit her lips in pain.

Jing Jiaren was tired from fighting, and the thorns had been broken apart......

When she threw it away coldly, the flesh in the palm of her hand was connected to the thorns of the thorns, and she pulled it out with all her might, and saw the bloody hole in the palm of her hand......

Jing Jiaren didn't feel pain at all.

In fact, she had just fallen on the way to chase Leng Xinqi, and there were abrasions and bruises on her knees.

When she beat Leng Xinqi, her tender body also collided with the wound.

A gust of wind blew, and Jing Jiaren's hair danced wildly.

She walked up to Leng Xinqi and dragged her to the lake, who was dying.

Leng Xinqi gasped, like a dead dog, she didn't even have the strength to struggle, and writhed helplessly: "Jing Jiaren... You dare to keep me alive...... I...... I won't let you go even if I die......"

They were already on the lake, a few steps away.

Jing Jiaren took a little effort and pressed her head into the lake-