Doomsday Sanctuary

This sound attracted everyone's attention.

I saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl with a delicate figure suddenly staggering out of the crowd not far from Di Ping, crying with tears on her face and rushing towards the prison car.

"stop!"

As soon as the girl rushed over, a soldier hurried over with a violent spear.

The little girl is too thin and weak, she can be blown down by a gust of wind, how can she withstand the strength of soldiers in the second-order vitality realm at least.

In an instant, the little girl was swept to the ground, her immature hands rubbed on the slate ground, and two long bloodstains were immediately wiped out.

The little girl seemed to be unaware. She struggled to get up from the ground again, crying and rushing to the prison car again.

"Sister, you return my sister!"

At this moment, Mu Hanyan, who had been hanging his head and face covered by long hair, did not move at all but suddenly raised his head.

What kind of face is this, it is covered with scars, criss-crossed, extremely scary, almost invisible.

what!

Suddenly, many people around screamed, and the eyes of all the men who were full of regret showed horror, and many people's eyes flashed with disgust.

Even Di Ping's heart was slightly stagnant, and at the same time a trace of anger grew in his heart. It was simply too much. A woman was afraid that the most important thing was her face, but she was tortured into this way. The methods were too inferior and cruel.

Mu Hanyan was extremely weak, raised his head with difficulty, and opened a pair of bloodshot eyes.

Suddenly, her eyes widened, anxiety and worry burst into her eyes, and her mouth opened, but she swallowed blood and made only a whining sound.

Di Ping suddenly discovered that her tongue had been cut off.

Di Ping frowned, a fierce murderous intent shot into his eyes.

Mu Hanyan seemed to know that she couldn't make a sound. She shook her hair desperately and made a whine, as if she wanted to tell the little girl to leave.

"Sister! Don't drop Lingling, sister!"

The little girl saw her sister's appearance without a trace of fear, but screamed and rushed toward the prison car even more sadly.

"Go back, dare to step forward and kill Wuxia!"

The soldier drove the little girl out with his spear again. This time he used his power to cause the little girl to fall heavily to the ground, rolling out several times in a row. The little girl spurted out blood and stained the ground red.

The little girl’s pale face was stained red with blood. She struggled to get up and printed blood-red handprints on the ground. She didn’t get up for one or two times in a row. Her delicate body couldn’t bear the strength of the soldiers. internal injury.

At this time, the crowd was silent, and many people looked intolerable, but no one stepped forward to stop or help the little girl get up.

Woo...

Mu Hanyan screamed desperately, struggling, but she had run out of oil and the lamp was dead, and she couldn't get rid of it at all. On the contrary, blood from the struggling wound was even more gushing, and big tears of beans rolled down like pearls with blood.

The little girl was extremely tough. She got up again, tears mixed with blood, and her entire face and white dress were dyed red. She cried and ran towards the prison again:

"You bad guys, let go of my sister, she is a good person, let her go!"

The soldier seemed to be shocked by the little girl's tenacity. The gun in his hand slowed down, and he didn't make any more moves. He looked back at a golden armored general standing beside the iron frame and said:

"General, what should I do!"

"waste!"

General Jin Jia pressed his hand on the hilt of his waist, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a deep voice:

"Even if she is the sister of the offender, she is considered an accomplice, so let her go on the road together, and being a fellow ghost will save them from being alone!"

Hearing this, Mu Hanyan suddenly stiffened, and then reacted, shaking his head violently, looking at General Jin Jia with pleading eyes.

"I knew that today why bother back then, because you ruined my line of defense and caused heavy casualties in my Chenhui Legion. Even a few of my comrades in arms have fallen. Before you, the nine tribes are already forgiving. You should thank the general for killing only two of your sisters. grace!"

General Jinjia stared at Mu Hanyan with cold eyes and shouted.

Mu Hanyan's body stiffened, and her eyes instantly became scared. She suddenly turned her head to look at the little girl, suddenly opened her mouth and let out a stern roar.

"Lingling...Run!"

"Sister, don't drop Lingling, Lingling wants to be with sister!"

The little girl let out a stern cry and ran towards the prison car again.

At this time, the soldier's eyes had already shot out killing intent, and his whole body was gushing, he suddenly raised his spear, and shouted:

"dead!"

The spear pierced the air, and the huge might tore the air, screaming at the little girl.

"Lingling!"

Mu Hanyan let out a stern roar, despair in his eyes.