Chapter 892 - 893 Miserable 8

His hands were very white and slender, and his complexion was like that of a corpse, and he looked terrifying, in stark contrast to his black clothes.

Such an evil man is like a ghost, but he takes good care of her.

"It's raining." In the heavy rain, his voice was a little hoarse, "Let's go back to the house on the island." ”

"Hmm." She replied almost imperceptibly.

He draped his coat over her, picked her up by the waist, and walked towards the place where the living people had lived on the island before.

His figure was as dark as the night, disappearing into the vast rain.

Gu Xiaolian watched the sect leader holding the phoenix in her arms for a moment, and she was angry and jealous in her heart. It's good to say that she also helped the sect leader kill the Ten Princes, and she is an incomparable hero of the Half Moon Sect!

She is seriously injured now, and the sect leader actually abandoned her, but went to care about that Feng Jingyun, who couldn't help anything, only knew that it was dragging people down!

Isn't Feng Jingyun a little pretty, she doesn't have any skills, she actually fascinates the sect leader, sooner or later, she will have to cut two knives on Feng Jingyun's slut's face, and see what she uses to confuse the sect leader.

It was pitch black all around, she couldn't see her fingers, there was no ghost shadow, the raindrops the size of beans hit her and hurt vividly, the rain sounded loudly, mixed with thunder and lightning, snap! There was a loud crackling sound.

Although Gu Xiaolian looks weak on the surface, she is actually very bold, but in the woods on the island in such a dark night, thinking of those murderous crazy corpses before, listening to the meaning of the sect leader and Feng Jingyun's words, the crazy corpses are all destroyed, in case there is still one that is not extinguished, and suddenly comes out, it will be miserable.

Anyway, no one saw it, she no longer pretended to be weak, her face was full of annoyance and complaining, and soon she looked around with fear and vigilance. The more I looked at the darkness around me, the more frightened I became, and my courage was about to burst.

The sect leader is cold-blooded and ruthless, cruel and inhumane, and it is impossible to come back to take care of her.

She was seriously injured and drenched in the rain, and if she stayed any longer, she would not die of serious injuries, but she would freeze to death and die of cold disease.

Forcing his seriously injured body to stand up, Gu Xiaolian walked a short distance tremblingly, to the place where Feng Jingyun burned the firewood pile before, picked a stick from the unburned firewood pile next to him as a crutch, stationed the crutch, and limped in the direction where the sect leader left.

You have to hurry up to the sect leader's side to be safe, and hurry up to the house to shelter from the rain......

On the dark mountain road, thunder and lightning and heavy rain, Gu Xiaolian slipped and fell several times with a cane alone, and got up again. The more I walked, the more sad I became, and the more I went, the more angry I became.

She has been with the sect leader for ten years, going to the soup for the sect leader, and making great contributions to the Half Moon Sect, why did that useless Feng Jingyun rob the sect leader's love.

The sect leader should have taken her, not Feng Jingyun. She's going to shave and chop that slut from Feng Jingyun!

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the bean-sized raindrops turned into pouring rain.

On the woods five or six hundred meters away from the opposite direction where Gu Xiaolian left.

Jun Youqi's hair was scattered, like a dead corpse, and he lay there motionless.

Blood was constantly gushing out of his mouth and nose, and his whole body was soaked in blood.

He is still conscious and not dead.

The blood gushed from the crotch of his leg faster than the raindrops that fell from the sky.

There was a great pool of blood on the ground, and it spread continuously.

The rain mixed with the blood and washed the blood farther away.

The blood between his legs and crotch seemed to be endless, gushing, bubbling, seeping.