"Jiang Jia, I sympathize with you!" Ignoring the blood falling from his face, his brows narrowed, and his eyes shone with pity.

"Sympathize with me? I don't need to! Jiang Jia, who had calmed down, heard one of the words, and immediately became excited again, and her eyes flashed with murderous intent again.

Once she lived under the wings of Gu Xiaoxiao and Chen Mo, carefree. Later, her father died, and she took refuge in Gu Yi, but she couldn't get Gu Yi's trust, and was ridiculed and laughed at by the soldiers.

These experiences were like a roller coaster, with ups and downs, which distorted her psyche.

Today, she can't stand the ridicule of others, and she can't bear the pity and sympathy of others.

Just when the white filament in Jiang Jia's hand shot at one of them again, it was blocked by a red umbrella.

"Who doesn't open his eyes dares to spoil my good deeds!" Jiang Jia turned her head angrily and looked behind her.

What caught Jiang Jia's sight was a childish face Gu Xiaoxiao who was not shocked.

"Jiang Jia, I really regret saving you in the first place!" Gu Xiaoxiao looked at her calmly, her gaze seemed to be looking at a dead person.

Jiang Jia's heart fell to the bottom in an instant, she knew that she had escaped once in Gu Xiaoxiao's hands, that was because Gu Xiaoxiao had no precautions the first time, and now she wanted to escape from Gu Xiaoxiao's hands again, and the difficulty factor was huge.

Jiang Jia hated herself for drinking blood, but that didn't mean she didn't want to live. In contrast, she is more eager to live.

"Do you regret it? If it weren't for you, my father wouldn't have died! I regret meeting you! If it weren't for you and Chen Mo, how could my father have died? ”

"Really?" There was a trace of sadness in Gu Xiaoxiao's eyes, and she thought about the scene when she first met Jiang Jia and Jiang Yi.

A kind father, in order to keep his daughter from starving, stole a black steamed bun, but was beaten half to death. If she hadn't come to the rescue, it is estimated that the father and daughter would have been beaten to death by the middle-aged man at the time.

She had never been kind to see the father and daughter, but she had never regretted saving them. But now Gu Xiaoxiao really regrets it. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

"Whether you want to admit it or not, your life is mine, and now I will take it back!" Gu Xiaoxiao's eyes were cold when she looked at Jiang Jia.

Jiang Jia was really scared at this time, she knew that Gu Xiaoxiao was not a human being, otherwise after so many years, even she would have grown up as a little girl, but Gu Xiaoxiao was still the same as she was at the beginning.

She was afraid of Gu Xiaoxiao, and this fear was brought from her bones.

"I don't want my life, I'm in charge!" Although afraid, Jiang Jia was unwilling to give in. She's still screaming, she's still struggling.

However, her struggle is destined to be over before it has even begun!

Gu Xiaoxiao's fingers directly penetrated Jiang Jia's skull, and blood flowed out. This blood was not red, but a purple liquid with a smoky stench.

Jiang Jia's pupils widened in disbelief, "I'm not reconciled!" Help, help me."

One of them took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it silently, and spit out smoke rings. He took a puff of cigarette and said, "What a pity! Just dead! It's the first time we've met an alien! If we can capture them alive, it will be even more helpful for us to understand the xenomorphs in the future! ”

"I don't mind killing you right now before anyone finds out!" Gu Xiaoxiao said.

I don't know why, one of the things in front of me, Gu Xiaoxiao can't like it.

"Don't I'm going to shut up right away!" One of them flattered again and again, and he made a gesture to close his mouth at Gu Xiaoxiao.

It was originally a pleasing action, but the flesh and blood on one of his faces were blurred, and Gu Xiaoxiao glanced at it, and she didn't want to face his face anymore.

Without saying hello to one of them again, Gu Xiaoxiao left silently.

Studying xenomorphs wasn't something she was interested in, and she sniffed at the purple blood stained on her hands.

In Jiang Jia's blood, she seemed to smell another familiar breath, this breath was a long, long time away, as if she had smelled it many years ago, and it was still very dangerous.