Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Ximen Longting had a stabbing pain in his chest, if he hadn't been sensitive enough to grab her wrist in time.

The strength of her professional training could literally pierce his chest with a single knife!

Bright blood oozed from his chest, almost piercing his heart.

Seeing that the plan failed, "Jing Jiaren" quickly raised his other hand to stab!

Wilson kicked it, and the dagger flew far away.

"Jing Jiaren" sticks out a barb from her shoe, lifts it up and swats towards Ximen Longting!

Every blow is merciless, every move is fatal!

Ximen Longting had already determined that she was not Jing Jiaren, but seeing that identical face, he couldn't do anything cruel.

"Master, are you alright?"

"Ah!" "Jing Jiaren"'s wrist was strangled, and the pain was so painful that he was almost dizzy.

Ximen Longting suddenly let go, feeling a strong sense of guilt in his heart.

"Jing Jiaren"'s eyes turned cold, and she took the opportunity to rush towards him.

"boom!"

Wilson drew his pistol and actually fired.

"Jing Jiaren" was shot in the head when he rushed over, blood spattered out, and fell into Ximen Longting's arms.

The blood was stained on his body, and it was hard to tell whether it was hers or hers...

Ximen Longting's pupils are radiating, he has seen all kinds of scenes and killed many people.

For the first time there was a look of fear on his face.

"Master, are you okay?" Wilson came over, grabbed "Jing Jiaren" and threw it on the ground.

Ximen Longting took two steps back and stared at "Jing Jiaren" on the ground in horror, fearing that this scene would become Jing Jiaren's reality.

Back then, he wanted to kill Leng Jiaren with his own hands, but he didn't shoot for a long time.Not reluctant!

Just because she has the same face as Jing Jiaren, looking at the face of the woman she loves the most, even if it is a phantom, it is difficult to hurt her.

"Carry her out, destroy it!" Ximen Longting punched the large vertical vase, "Don't let me see it again."

Wilson asked someone to cover "Jing Jiaren" with a cloth, and carried it away.

Ximen Longting fell on the sofa, covered in blood, and the ground was also stained with blood.

"Jing Jiaren"'s bruised appearance appeared before his eyes...the picture of her being exploded...

Leng Lintian came down from upstairs after receiving the news, and saw Ximen Longting throwing up on the coffee table.

I haven't eaten for a few days, and the vomit is full of bitter water, and my stomach is so upset that I want to vomit.

I have already heard what happened from the servants, and Donggong Ziche said directly: "This is like the style of Master Donggong. From what I know about him, this is just the first blow."

"First hit?"

"He should have sent more than one Jing Jiaren's substitute. From now on, your life will be filled with her shadow countless times."

Ximen Longting's face was sullen, and he punched the coffee table.

"Even if there is no way to get close to you, the stabbing is successful. At least it can disgust you and disturb your spirit."

"..."

"I think you don't want to see Jing Jiaren from now on."

The servant brought warm tea, he took a sip to spit out the bitter water, and said with red lips, "I can't do it."

Even knowing that they might all be clones, what if... is it the real Jing Jiaren?

He couldn't ignore this one in ten thousand, tiny chance.

"If it's Gong Zihua's clone, can you make it disappear?" Ximen Longting sneered.

Dong Gongzi narrowed his eyes slightly, he couldn't do it.

The closest people, only they can tell...

The cloned human fingerprints are the same, and the servants can't tell the real from the fake.

If killed by mistake, they will regret it for life.

Master Donggong's move is really ruthless!