The people on the street all looked at Wen Ning in a black cloak with a very surprised gaze.

Of course, surprise is surprise, and I didn't look much at it.

It's too normal, it's just a woman who escaped with serious injuries. Every day in King's Landing, I don't know how many people die in a fight.

It's just that this woman in a black cloak has shed a lot of blood, and it is estimated that she will not live long.

Wen Ning was like this, enduring the pain, step by step, from Tianqi Street, all the way to the black market. Tianqi Street was very far away from the black market, and it took her half an hour to arrive.

The moment she stepped on the cramped bluestone road of the black market, Wen Ning breathed a sigh of relief, because of excessive blood loss, the corners of her pale lips were a little excessive, and she outlined a light smile: "Succeeded......"

However, before the words could be spoken, death struck again.

In the rear, Ouyang Xian's voice came.

"The woman in front, stand for Ben Gongzi! Take off your black cloak! ”

Wen Ning's heart instantly sank to the bottom, and the blood in his whole body was cold. Broken! It's time to catch up!

Of course she wouldn't stand, she ran faster.

The pain in the abdomen became more and more obvious, the blood was increasing, and even the flesh was faintly sliding down. Wen Ning knew that it was the time of miscarriage, the flesh and blood of the ghost fetus.

The baby who died without saying a word was particularly resentful.

What's more, this baby was originally a ghost fetus, full of ghosts?

Wen Ning felt the pain of her soul being torn apart, as if there were small hands of a black baby, tearing at her soul with resentment, wanting to drag her ghost mother into hell together!

This scene. In Ouyang Xian's eyes of the Nine Palace disciples, it was another scene.

"Senior Brother Ouyang, the black-robed woman in front of you is covered in blood all over her lower body, and there is a very strong resentful ghost aura overflowing from her lower body."

"It's her! It had to be her! ”

Ouyang Xian roared angrily, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were cracked, "Wen Ning!" You little slut! Stop! I know it's you! ”

Ouyang Xian chased after him desperately.

The distance between the two is less than a kilometer.

Ouyang Xian's feet were windy, and he was chasing quickly. Wen Ning did not hesitate to burn the essence of life, and also sped up his speed, running. The distance gradually shortened, 800 meters, 500 meters, 200 meters...... Fifty meters.

When Ouyang Xian was still fifty meters away from Wen Ning, Ouyang Xian burst out, and the sword in his hand stabbed through the air, from the back to Wen Ning's back.

Wen Ning let out a painful cry, her body staggered, and her shoulder blades and lung lobes were penetrated.

But she didn't fall, she was covered in blood, and with her last breath, she went to the nearest store and got in.

Wen Ning's vision was already a little blurry, she couldn't even see clearly, what kind of shop was this, she could only vaguely feel that this shop was not big, and there seemed to be a sign standing at the door, with a picture painted on it and a word written.

After staggering into the store, she saw a counter, behind the counter there was a very ordinary female shopkeeper with scarlet hair and fiery eyes, next to the female shopkeeper, there seemed to be a young girl who was all over the country and the city, the two were smiling and talking, and seemed to be extremely good friends.

"Save ...... I ......"

Wen Ning's extremely dry and hoarse throat only had time to escape these two words, and as soon as his body was crooked, he collapsed.