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The woman's face was pale, as if the blood had been drained, and the corners of her chin and mouth interpreted dark brown blood.

One of her hands was drooping, and the palm bone was shattered, and she was in pain.

Burning Que walked over, stood in front of the man, and stared at him with burning eyes, "The Snow Spirit Bead has entered her body, forcibly taking it out will only kill one life, the people of the six major forces on the four-star continent are here, that man-"

Burning Que pointed to the ink evil and said: "It is the righteous son of the city lord of Falling Flower City who was born in the night, and the woman in your hand is the only apprentice of An Suyou, the dean of the four-star first college, if you continue to be so unscrupulous, I am afraid that it will arouse the anger of the public, if the affairs of our clan are exposed to the scorching sun, the patriarch is angry, take you and ask, can you afford it?" ”

The man smiled cruelly, and his cold eyes looked at Burning Que like a poisonous snake, but suddenly, he saw the man raise his foot and kick on Burning Gap's chest, as if a mountain was pressing over, making Burning Que breathless.

His body smashed against the hard wall, and the huge Night Pearl hanging in the sky fell, and Burning Que was about to stand up when the heavy Night Pearl fell on his head, blood running down his forehead and into his eyes.

That kick almost killed him.

The man's hoarse voice revealed from under the mask, "I don't know if the patriarch will be angry, but before I came here, the patriarch made it clear, if I don't get the snow spirit bead, let me carry my head to see him." ”

Burning Tooth grinned and stood up from the ground.

The man's consciousness was a little scattered, she struggled to open her eyes, opened her eyes a slit, and when the man confronted the burning short, she suddenly drew out the evil aura contained by the ghostly flames.

If the Snow Maiden sees this scene, she is afraid that she will be stunned, thinking that Qingge is crazy and will die.

She used the ghostly flame to suppress the evil qi of the Blood Demon Flower, just to prevent the evil qi from swallowing Ye Qingge's soul and divine sense.

But now, she has actually pulled out all the evil qi, such a majestic evil qi, I am afraid that it will swallow her internal organs, muscles, veins and bone marrow.

Qingge was red-eyed and desperate.

After breaking free from the man's hand, she grabbed the Mingwang knife as quickly as she could, poured all the evil qi into the Mingwang knife, and then slashed at the man's neck.

Only one knife, when it is a blood splash of three feet.

However, the man reacted, shocked by Qingge's dying struggle, and quickly dodged the knife.

It's just that Qingge's moves are too ghostly, although the man's neck has not been cut.

However, the Ming Wang knife in the light singer turned around, and in a funny posture, he unexpectedly cut off the man's arm.

Blood spurted out of the wound, and the man looked in disbelief at the severed arm wriggling in a pool of blood on the ground, he raised his eyes and looked at Qingge who was unable to fall to the ground, a pair of pupils under the mask were gradually stained red with blood, wild fangs.

He strode up to Qingge and kicked it in the face, and Qingge's body flew out, shattering a green lamp, and the candle flame seemed to gnaw her burned flesh and blood.

Qingge fell to the ground, gasping for breath, blood between her lips and teeth, she smiled maniacally, without any fear, a pair of dark green eyes, as sharp as a falcon.

She opened her mouth wide and coughed incessantly, spitting out a mouthful of blood with each cough.

Boom!

The soles of the man's feet, stepping on her chest, continued to deepen the force, as if to crush Qingge's chest.

Blood continued to flow out of his mouth, Qingge's limbs were cold, his body trembled, and the ink evil who was surrounded and suppressed by other blood clansmen was also in a dying state, unable to move.

The two are embarrassed like fish caught in the net, and dogs who have lost their homes.

"Woman, I wanted to be gentle with you, but you forced me to be rude."

The masked man knelt down on one knee, grabbed the fabric on Qingge's shoulder with one hand, and pulled it hard, tearing the ink robe and revealing the fragrant shoulder.

He stretched out his hand to the side, palm up, and in an instant someone came over with a sharp short knife and placed it in the man's hand.

The man held the dark red short knife and slashed it in front of Qingge's left atrium, and with a stabbing sound, it cut through the fabric.

The tip of the knife touched the flesh, and the cold touch made Qingge feel the breath of death.

A ray of green sun peeked through the divided Snow Maiden Mountain, and she stared at the zenith with wide eyes, full of humiliation.

The killing intent surged all over the limbs.

But now she doesn't even have the strength to hold a knife, so how can she fight?

The short knife cut through the flesh, and the man wanted to cut it like this, and took out the snow spirit bead.

The ink evil who was held down by a dozen people, like a vicious gambler, struggled desperately, his eyes were red and terrifying, and he glared at the masked man with resentment.

He was like a trapped beast, struggling in a cage.

When Mo Xie saw the blood in Qingge's body flowing along the short knife, he lost the strength to break free, and fell to his knees on the ground in despair, suddenly ground, hugging his head and crying.

He lowered his head and roared one after another, tearing his heart out.

Lying on the cold ground, Qingge heard the voice of Mo Xie, and his hands trembled a few times.

The pain of tearing the flesh of the left atrium completely stimulated the bloodthirsty factor in her body.

In the distance, Mei Qingchen, who was holding Lan Wu horizontally, turned his back to Qingge, and when he heard the movement behind him, Mei Qingchen's back stiffened.

He put Lan Wu down.

Lan Wu was about to look at Qingge, but saw him holding Lan Wu with one hand and covering Lan Wu's eyes with the other.

"It's too bloody, don't look at it."

Mei Qingchen closed his eyes in pain, the matter had come to this point, and there was no way for him to save that woman.

Even if he and Burning Que both joined the battle, they would not be the opponent of the masked man, not to mention, there was a powerless Lan Wu by his side.

If Lan Wu was hurt in the slightest, I was afraid that he would collapse.

But he didn't dare to look back, if he did, it would become a nightmare for the rest of his life.

He once proposed in public, and the woman he was in love with is now worse than death and life by him, and her heart will be dug out alive.

From beginning to end, Lan Shengyan, Xing Tuyu and even Xue Ling'er watched silently, without leaving, and had no intention of coming to the rescue.

It was Mo Joan, who gloated.

She even thinks that such a punishment is nothing if it falls on Qingge.

She's a magic Joan, but she's lost an arm.

Dark places, corners.

Flower Shadow's back was pressed against the wall, and her black eyes, pure as snow, quietly looked at the light song lying under the scythe of death.

She tilted her head slightly, as if thinking about something, and muttered, "Are you going to die?" ”

Night Light Song shouldn't have died here.

At this time, the short knife in the masked man's hand kept plunging into the depths.

The blood kept pouring out.

The dazzling eyes of mercury slid and sparkled.

The masked man looked at the wisp of blood with a heartbeat, and his leather gloved hand was about to reach into Qingge's body to take out the snow spirit bead, and everyone's hearts were beating wildly.

The line between life and death.

Mo Xie shouted in pain.

Mei Qingchen closed her eyes.

Incineration is shackled.

Qingge is like a corpse, and his eyes are not focused.

However, at the last moment, Qingge looked at the zenith's eyes and gradually became conscious.

She felt a powerful force, from far to near.

A man, rushing towards here, those strange eyes, breathtaking, slaughtering and raging!

Snow Girl Mountain, Collapse!

The smoke rises, and the red-robed demon smelting lazy man falls from the sky!

Qingge's blood-covered face gradually bloomed into a peaceful smile.

It's time for her.

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