Empress Running Away with the Ball!

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Since Chu Shaoyang fled, it means the danger has been lifted.

The people present were sorry and relieved again.

It's strange to say that although Chu Shaoyang had only one person, he still gave them an invisible pressure, giving them a feeling of coming to the enemy.

Because they all know how difficult Chu Shaoyang is to deal with.

Facing a desperate situation, he was like a trapped beast, still able to break up and hurt people.

Even if they could kill Chu Shaoyang, the price they paid must be extremely tragic.

Chasing the wind was still uneasy. He started searching around in light skills, but found no trace of Chu Shaoyang.

He slumped back, without any joy in his heart, but full of annoyance and frustration.

I thought I was the world's first tracking master, and even Chu Shaoyang's tail hair was not found. In the future, others would call myself the nickname, but the name is not true.

"Let me down."

Shen Ning suddenly said, although the voice was soft, it was full of irresistible force.

Mo Chuan realized that he was still holding her tightly in her arms, her arms around her slender waist, and the familiar fragrance smelled in her breath.

After so long, he finally took her into his arms again, how could he be willing to let go!

But he loosened his fingers one by one, silently watching her leave her arms and walk to the side of another man.

That man was also one of the killers of Zixiaoge, and he was wearing the costume unique to Zixiaoge killer.

It's just that Mo Chuan couldn't think of it. The killer didn't kill her, but blocked the fatal blow with her own body.

This man ... afraid of not being able to live.

Thousand-faced son hit Chu Shaoyang's palm with all his body skills, the meridians were broken, the internal organs seemed to be shattered, and even one finger could not move. .

With every spit of blood, he felt a point of loss of force and a point of heat.

Cold, so cold, getting colder and colder.

His eyes gradually disappeared, looking at the night sky above his head.

In fact, he could not see anything.

Death, so close to him.

"Slap!"

A tear fell on his face, hot, sliding down his cheek and flowing into the corner of his mouth.

Hard, astringent, he tasted a hint of sweetness.

It was this sweetness that suddenly inspired his already confused consciousness.

"Yes ... you? You ... well? Didn't ... injure?" He tried his best to say these words intermittently, and after that, another spit of blood spurted out.

There was no blood on his white and beautiful face, a pair of glorious eyes became bleak, the energy was disappearing from his eyes, and vitality and vitality were also passing away.

Shen Ning looked at him intently, his eyes filled with tears unconsciously.

She reached into her arms, quickly took out a medicine bottle, quickly opened the stopper to take out a medicine, and then fed it into his mouth.

But he couldn't swallow anymore, and the medicine was quickly reddened by his blood.

"Take it, you will be well after taking the medicine, you will not die."

She tried hard to help him swallow, but in vain.

"You listen to me, take a breath and swallow the medicine." She took out the silver needle and quickly plunged into the acupuncture in his neck, trying to stimulate him to swallow the pill.

"Useless ... cough ..."