He didn't know why this Tazmi wasn't here, or what was going on.

However, he clearly knew that the disappearance of Tazmi had made him lose the ability to control the future plot!

He shook his head and shook it off.

In any case, whether Tazmi appears or not, this is not so important to him nowadays!

The important thing is that for this Arya's punishment, he has exceeded the time of battle!

Thinking of this, Wei Ziqing walked towards Arya, who was protected by a group of guards, and in his hand, an ordinary stainless steel sword, hung down slightly, and the sword pointed diagonally to the ground!

The nobles' guards are actually the so-called dead soldiers!

Looking at Wei Ziqing who came up, a group of guards had a frightened look on their faces, the name of the night attack was a nightmare for the empire, and now they were being targeted by the night attackers, how could they not be frightened?

It's just that they also know that under the night attack, they have never lived, and if they want to live, then they have to kill each other.

Despite feeling deeply powerless, this group of guards gritted their teeth and rushed forward: "I'll kill you!" ”

In the face of these four or five guards, Wei Ziqing's face was extremely calm, and he still walked slowly towards Arya, as if he didn't see the attack of these people.

Seeing that the swords of several of her guards were about to pierce the heart of this night attack, Arya, who was full of horror, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is he going to die?"

However, at this moment, her eyes shrank suddenly, and the look of horror on her face became a little stronger.

It was a bright red bloom, as enchanting as fireworks, and several guards whose faces were originally full of hideousness stood in place one by one, and the swords in their hands, even if they were an inch, could not move forward.

In mid-air, several heads flew high!

Blood, like a fountain, spurted out from the broken neck, seeping people, terrifying, weird!

And at these blood-colored fountains, the man in white still slowly came towards her, accompanied by blood, the moonlight shone on the person's body, looking at the sword that was still flowing with blood.

Like the Grim Reaper, like a white Shura, it's terrifying!

Bang......

Faced with the man's calm but cold gaze, Arya's entire body staggered back several steps, and then fell to the ground.

Then, as if he remembered something, he crawled directly on the ground to grab Wei Ziqing's trouser legs, and the horror on his face was replaced by pleading and begging: "Please, don't kill me, I'm just a child, I don't know anything, don't kill me!" ”

Red Hitomi and the others, who had already dealt with and cleaned all the targets in the castle, also rushed to this place, and when they saw this scene, they were slightly stunned.

Na Ma Yin fell, her face was suddenly full of dissatisfaction, and she was a proud little Lori: "Hey, Wei Ziqing, why are you ......?"

Leona pressed Mayin's shoulder and shook her head at her, although she didn't know why this Wei Ziqing hadn't disposed of the little girl yet, but she believed that this Wei Ziqing was not a person who would show mercy!

This, since the last time, after he killed people without hesitation, they believed it!

Ma Yin pursed her lips and put her hands on her waist, pouting angrily, but she still didn't say anything, just a group of people quietly looked at Arya who was holding Wei Ziqing and praying bitterly!

Wei Ziqing quietly looked at Arya who was holding her feet and begging, with a slight smile on her face, looking at Wei Ziqing who was smiling, Arya was suddenly happy in her heart.

She knew she was safe!

However, she was not allowed to breathe a sigh of relief, only to feel that the whole world suddenly spun, and she saw everything, the blood all over the ground, the corpses lying on the ground, and the corpses of the little girl who was still kneeling, and the blood was constantly spraying from the broken neck!

That...... It's yourself!

……

Wei Ziqing looked at Arya lying in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face.

Leave her alone?

It's impossible!

Not because of her rotten and twisted perverted humanity to the extreme, just because now he is a member of the Night Raid, and she is his target!

Watching Wei Ziqing kill Alia, a smile appeared on everyone's faces, he has become more and more accustomed to the darkness of this night attack, this is enough!

"Well done!" Leona patted Wei Ziqing's shoulder, with a bold smile on her face, her smile is always so enthusiastic!

"Let's go?" Hill leaned on his glasses and stretched his soft and graceful willow waist, not caring about the blood on his body.

It looks extremely sexy and seductive.

But it's more of a silly cuteness.

"Wait......" Seeing that everyone was about to leave, Wei Ziqing slowly inserted the sword in his hand into the scabbard and walked towards everyone.

In the puzzled eyes of everyone, Wei Ziqing walked to the front of the warehouse and kicked the iron door of the warehouse open.

Bang......

Hideous, terrifying, as tragic as Shura's hell.

Countless corpses were piled up in the corners like debris, emitting the foul smell of rotting flesh, and the mutilated limbs were as revealing as parts!

Frightened, hideous, unwilling, pleading, desperate!

This is all the emotions that a night raider can feel when he steps into this warehouse.

"Damn! Damn it! Damn it! Ma Yin looked at this scene, his fists clenched, like an angry rabbit, the emperor has a romantic turret, at the muzzle, the energy has an illusion to be condensed!

A complicated look flashed on everyone's faces, they are demons, yes, but they have never seen this kind of hellish tragedy, they are prepared in their hearts, and they can't stand it!

It's just that everyone looked at Wei Ziqing, they didn't know, the task was completed, why didn't he leave!

Soon, they'll find out!

I saw this Wei Ziqing, walking to an iron fence in the corner, kicking it open, turning around, but holding out a little girl in her teens!

The little girl was covered in scars, her newly developed chest was dripping with blood and shocking, her pale face was like a dead person, if it weren't for the slightly undulating chest, she would really be dead!

But, it won't live long!

Everyone looked at Wei Ziqing complicatedly, his face was calm, but the clenched fists were enough to prove all the fluctuations in his heart.

"She's hopeless!"

Chitong walked to Wei Ziqing's side and said, This is a poor little girl, but in this world, there are many poor people, and they can't save too much!

The only thing that can be done is to clear the darkness of the imperial capital as soon as possible and accelerate the pace of victory of the revolutionary army!

Wei Ziqing raised his head and looked at the red pupils, looking at Leona and the others, and finally looked at Lubbock: "Lubbock, please be vigilant, give me a few minutes, I will save this girl, although the night attack is a demon, it is not cold-blooded!" ”

"Good!"

Lubbo nodded, gagged his mouth, and went to arrange the enchantment, he didn't care if this Wei Ziqing could be saved, anyway, they said whatever they wanted, he didn't care!

"No, you can save him, she's a person who is going to die, Lu Labo has already ......" Ma Yinleng said, this Wei Ziqing said that he could save him? Don't make a fuss, this is a man who has Rurabo's disease!

Not only Mayne, but even Red Pupil, Brand and the others also looked stunned, and they also didn't believe it, but the next scene suddenly stunned them in place, and Brand's evil ghosts were so frightened that they disappeared directly.

I saw that Wei Ziqing was squatting on the ground, and the hands placed on the little girl's chest emitted a strange green light, and a vigorous vitality came out of that light!

And when this green light entered the body, the little girl's pale face gradually flushed with a touch of red, and the original scarred body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye!

At this moment, the entire warehouse was silent and eerie......

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