He Bing's actions are swift, accurate and ruthless.

The scorpion pulled out the gun at his waist, and the black hole pointed at he Bing's right leg with a bang.

The bullet sank into he Bing's right leg, and she immediately knelt down on one knee.

The blood flowed down her thin white calf belly and looked at the extreme demonism. Her long black hair scattered on her shoulder. Her beautiful palm face was like porcelain jade. He Bing slowly raised his eyes and looked at the scorpion.

She held out her thumb and pointed down.

Naked provocation and contempt.

The scorpion's face changed.

"Scorpion master, what's the matter?" then many men rushed in.

However, the scorpion waved his hand and asked all his men to retreat. He stared at he Bing with bright eyes, like a beast staring at his own food. He Bing was too much to his appetite.

He was reluctant to let her die for the time being.

He Bing stood up and dragged her bleeding right leg to xueniang's side. She held xueniang's head in her arms.

Xueniang's clothes were ripped off a little. He Bing stretched out his hand and put the ripped clothes back on. She buttoned and tied the belt. She wanted to keep the last dignity and dignity for xueniang.

Xueniang looked at he Bing. Her wasted hands moved, but in vain. She hooked her lips and smiled. Her voice was weak and said, "little sister, do me a favor, sister... It hurts so much that I can't live. Help my sister free from the insult of these people."

He Bing thought of seeing xueniang in the underground palace. Xu Niang was half old and exquisite. She smiled very beautiful.

He Bing stretched out his hand and held xueniang's hand tightly.

"Little sister, I've always wanted to know... What kind of woman he likes. When I saw you later, I knew... He likes innocent women..."

Then xueniang looked at her head. She seemed to see a sky on the ceiling. "In my next life, I want to be an innocent woman."

Xueniang closed her eyes and tears came from the corners of her eyes.

She began to vomit blood. Uncontrollable blood flowed from the corners of her mouth. Xueniang couldn't live. She was suffering from pain.

He Bing trembled with the slender feather Jie, then stretched out his cold little hand and covered xueniang's mouth and nose.

"Sister, yes, I will."

Big tears fell down. He Bing burst into tears for a moment. She suddenly remembered that she didn't even know xueniang's real name.

Xueniang's breathing stopped. When she was covered her mouth and nose, she didn't have a little instinctive struggle. At the moment of her death, the corners of her mouth were stained with laughter. In her mind, she saw Ye Ming more than 20 years ago.

He is handsome, tall, strong, call the wind and rain, uninhibited, but his eyes are gentle and vicissitudes, like a big hand of years, brushing all the scars on his face, tears and sadness.

splendid.

Xueniang is gone.

He Bing hugged xueniang tightly and felt her body slowly becoming cold and stiff. She put xueniang down, and then reached out to wipe the blood and tears off xueniang's face. Xueniang probably wanted to be clean in her life.

At this time, the poisonous scorpion came over, "tut Tut, even if you don't say, I guessed that the mountain is a blood eagle, right?"

"Xueniang died for the blood eagle. She had no regrets. Three years ago, Xiao Wu of the blood pupil army fell into the trap of my female agent. My female agent took a knife and scraped off Xiao Wu's flesh one by one. The stone refused to reveal half a word about the blood eagle... They were captured by me one by one and subjected to extreme torture, but they all survived without mentioning the blood eagle, I don't understand. What power and charm does the blood eagle have to let these people die for him? "

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