Han Fei's Totem skyrocketed in an instant.
From the eye socket spread out, the whole face seems to be a faint totem.
Her body gave out a faint light, now and then, accompanied by her breath, more and more intense.
Han Fei's consciousness is being pulled away a little bit, she desperately wants to stop, she even wants to call Qin Che's name behind her.
She wants to tell Qin Che, go! Get away from her! Don't stay! Go as far as you can!
Because, she will hurt him!
Hurt him again.
But she can't do anything.
Her body, all the wounds were healed.
Behind him, the man in black and fell down.
No new man in black appeared, and all the people fell down. The ground was covered with corpses, and the earth was stained with blood. The blood splashed three feet, and the thick smell of blood could not be covered.
Messenger and Bing Ling as well as were scared to fall down, full of amazement, fear and panic in the eyes of their eyes.
This is the devil! It's the devil from hell that makes such a bloody scene! This is hell!
There are broken hands and limbs scattered on the ground, and there are internal organs flowing out. There is almost no intact body. The scene behind is almost unilateral killing. No, it is cruel killing!
The figure that looms is the evil ghost. When the sword rises and falls, it dismembers a person.
The man in black couldn't even touch the corner of his coat.
This kind of unilateral crushing is extremely crushing. Bingling even thinks that she can't breathe. She cries bitterly and wants to close her eyes and not to see such a scene. But she can't do it. She is forced to open her eyes and watch the limbs fall, while her tears keep flowing.
Bingling regretted, why did she want to provoke this evil spirit beyond her ability! It's clear that he killed people without blinking an eye! Why should she hold a fluke heart and think that they will have a chance to win! Is it necessary to fight between the living and the evil spirits?!
The messenger is also regretting that he didn't bring more people and that he had entrusted the University. Now he may not even be able to go back to the allies.
Thinking of this, the messenger shivered out his hand and took out a signal bomb from his arms. He wanted to throw it out, but in the next second, it was a flower in front of his eyes.
A stream of blood gushed from his throat.
Then the whole head rolled to the ground, and rolled to the feet of Bing Ling.
"Ah
Bing Ling screamed and kicked the head away. Her face turned pale and her lower body was hot. What warm liquid flowed out.
Bing Ling doesn't care. She kneels on the ground, kowtow once and again, and smashes down heavily. She doesn't leave her hands at all. She shouts: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was wrong! I shouldn't have colluded with him! I was wrong! Lord Qin, you have a lot! Forgive me once! Please, don't kill me! Let me do anything! Please
Qin Che hooked up the corner of his lips, with a sword full of blood against the jaw of Bing Ling, and said, "what can you do?"
Bing Ling's face was happy and said, "Lord Qin, spare your life! I know I'm wrong! I'm willing to serve the Lord of Qin with all my heart and soul! "
With that, Lengleng reaches out to untie his clothes and reveal his young and beautiful body.
But the next moment, her neck was crooked and her head fell from her neck.
And her young body fell down.
To her death, her head still maintained a look of consternation before death, as if she could not understand why Lord Qin killed her suddenly.
Qin Che put up the smile of the corner of his mouth.
"Dirty body, don't insult sight," he said to himself
All of them are dead.
It's a human hell.
Bing Ling and the messenger's head collided together, declaring that they had been content with this sneak attack failed.
It was a complete defeat.
Qin Che turned around, dropped his sword, drew out a handkerchief, and slowly wiped the blood on his hand.
He was slow but serious, as if to wipe all the filth.
The expression on his face was strange.
One eye is red, the other is black.
Like the Yin and Yang eyes, one look at each other will make people afraid.
It's not a living eye.
Especially the red eye, full of violence, blood, and killing, like a devil's eye.
And that black eye, also with familiar sight.
"At the end of the day, you pray to me."
"That's good, so I can come out."
"Are you not reconciled? But only I can help you, can't I? "
"Look at my masterpiece. How can these scum stain my hands? If you had let me out earlier, all this would not have happened. ""Ha ha, it's time I went to see our baby."
Words down, Qin Che slowly turned around, with a chic.
He looked at Han Fei, who turned her back, and his mouth brimmed with a kind of evil smile.
"Very good, never turned around."
He took a step and said something.
"These scenes are not suitable for you to see."
"Hanfei, it's good that you keep the way you are."
"Hanfei, let's go back."
Finally, Qin Che stood in Han Fei's hands, stretched out her slender arm, slowly hugged Han Fei's waist and limb, and put her whole person into his arms.
He let out a sigh of satisfaction, as if the whole person had been filled.
This feeling makes Qin Che couldn't help rubbing Han Fei's neck with his cheek and dropped a kiss.
Random, softly said, "what's the matter? Why don't you respond to me? "
Han Fei still did not answer.
Qin Che didn't care, reached out and lifted up a wisp of her hair, put it under the nose and sniffed it gently. He said gently, "are you scared? Don't be afraid, no one will hurt you. I will protect you, always
"Pooh."
The next moment, Qin Che originally gentle look took on the anger, he pushed away Han Fei, looked down at the dagger that inserted into his chest.
The dagger, which he gave her.
Now, it's in his chest.
If there is danger, kill him. 】
[even if this person is me. 】
blood flowed out at once, and a few drops splashed on Han Fei's face.
But her look was numb.
No sorrow, no joy.
Just staring at her.
Only that pair of eyes, full of pain and struggle.
It's just a short moment.
Qin Che covered his chest and took a step slowly. His mouth overflowed with blood and his face was pale.
He said slowly.
"Han Fei Why? "
Hanfei did not speak. She reached out and grabbed the handle of the dagger.
Jerk it out.
With a sense of determination.
No hesitation.
Han Fei's tears, slowly falling, as if with her last hope.
Qin Che finally couldn't bear to kneel down.
A mouthful of blood gushed out.
Something's broken.
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