Song Zheng giggled, the smile was terrifying, with murderous intent in his eyes, and he approached Su Ling step by step with a sword in his hand. A grim smile crossed his lips: "You're good!" Su Ling's face turned pale and dodged his attack. He didn't really want to take her life, he just thought that this feeling of playing with other people's lives and deaths was very good. He chased after Su Ling and mocked, "Why don't we guess if you can survive from me today?"

Su Ling ran away all the way, her heart was beating like thunder, her mind was blank, she couldn't tell the current situation at all, the only thing she wanted to do was to escape Song Zheng. Suddenly, a gust of wind struck, and Song Zheng was already in front of Su Ling. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Su Ling: "Want to run?" The tone is cold. He waved the long sword in his hand and stabbed at Su Ling. Su Ling hurriedly dodged. But Song Zheng had already expected it, and then kicked Su Ling's knee. Su Ling fell to her knees with weak legs, she stared at the man in front of her in horror, she struggled desperately to get up, turned around and continued to flee outside. But where is Song Zheng willing to let her go? He followed closely behind him, stabbing Su Ling in the back with a sharp blade. Su Ling gritted her teeth to hold back the pain and continued to crawl out the door. Seeing the situation, Song Zheng grabbed Su Ling's hair and threw him down, raised his long sword, and stabbed Su Ling fiercely. new

At the last moment, Su Ling turned his head sharply. The sharp tip of the sword grazed Su Ling's neck. Blood flowed down Su Ling's snow-white and tender skin, staining her clothes red.

Seeing this, Song Zheng couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, looking at the fear in Su Ling's eyes.

Su Ling was short of breath and felt unbearable pain all over her body, she couldn't die. She had only one thought in her mind right now. That's to survive!

Song Zheng looked at Su Ling lying on the ground, put away his long sword indifferently, and he looked down at Su Ling condescendingly: "Hehe! It's hard enough!" Su Ling closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth, she would never beg for mercy.

She stood up, covered her neck, and stared at Song Zheng, observing the acupuncture points on his body. Zhang Ji once said that no matter how powerful a person is, once some deadly acupuncture points on his body are attacked, he will immediately lose his mobility.

Su Ling silently pulled out the hairpin, preparing to fight back, Song Zheng seemed to sense the danger, and suddenly pulled out his long sword and swept towards Su Ling's waist and abdomen. Su Ling reacted quickly to avoid it, she took the opportunity to grab Song Zheng's right arm, and slammed it into the flesh with a hairpin, knowing which bone was the most brittle through the acupuncture points, she twisted suddenly, and Song Zheng suddenly wailed in pain. He used his left arm to resist Su Ling's attack, and the pain in his right arm caused Song Zheng to let go of the hand holding the hilt of the sword.

Su Ling took advantage of the victory to pursue, grabbed Song Zheng's left arm again, and rotated it hard, only to hear a click, Song Zheng's arm was broken, and the long sword fell to the ground. Song Zheng screamed violently, and Su Ling took the opportunity to hold down his carotid sinus. Song Zheng fell to the ground in an instant and fell unconscious.

Su Ling couldn't react for a while, and looked at Song Zheng who fell to the ground blankly.

The whole person lost his strength.

Her back hurt more and more, as if she had lost a lot of blood, and she gradually fainted.

When she woke up again, she found herself in her room.

Jiang Duanchen looked at her worriedly.

Su Ling said suspiciously, "Why am I here?" 「

When Jiang Duanchen saw her wake up, he immediately asked anxiously, "Who did you meet today?" How could such an injury occur? Also, Why did Xiaocui die? 「

Su Ling felt a pain in her back, and she thought about it carefully, she should have been in the woods, and there was ...... What about Song Zheng?

How did you find me?" Su Ling asked in surprise.

Jiang Duanchen frowned and said, "When I returned to the mansion today, I found that you were outside our mansion, and there was Xiaocui's body beside me."

"No one else?"

"No? What happened to you?" Jiang Duanchen looked at her like this, and couldn't help but feel a little worried, so much so that he forgot what he had just said.

"Oh......" Su Ling lowered her head and fell into deep thought. She had suffered too much today and she needed to digest it. "Nothing. You go out first, I want to rest."

Jiang Duanchen nodded and instructed, "You have a good rest, and I will come to see you tomorrow."

"Hmm."

After Jiang Duanchen left, Su Ling slowly sat up, leaning on the head of the bed, quietly in a daze.

Could it be that Song Zheng sent himself back? Why didn't he kill himself?

At this time, Jiang Duanchen was outside the door, with murderous intent in his eyes, he skimmed to Gao Yun on the side and asked, "Do you know who Ling'er met today?"

"I heard that it's called Song Zheng, a bloodthirsty killer sent by Nie Yunhua." Gao Yun replied.

"Song Zheng." Jiang Duanchen seems to have heard this name somewhere.

When he was still working for Nie Yunhua, he heard rumors in the city that a man had destroyed the enemy's family by himself.

Later, he was hunted down by the full name and disappeared without a trace.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be Nie Yunhua's person.

Xiao Cui has been killed by him, but Su Ling is not dead, do they have other intentions?

Jiang Duanchen suddenly felt that it was tricky, if it was really as he thought, this matter would become complicated.

"You gather all the people in the Dark Pavilion to investigate his movements, and you can't let the enemy be in the dark." Since he dared to let such a dangerous person out, it seems that Nie Yunhua really planned to break the net. He has completely disregarded the safety of the people.