The Empire's Mr.Jun Is Playing The Villain Again

On weekdays, with Jun Mo Han around, Feng Su Jin can be full of strength all over her body.

So at this time, Feng Su Jin instinctively looks for her husband, even if he reads his name, maybe all have strength.

"Mo Han, Mo Han, what should I do? What to do I'm so sad, so painful, so painful... "

Perhaps the wind Su Jin read Jun Mo Han's name really works, the body seems to have accumulated strength.

She tried to get to her body.

And then in that moment, she really went back to her body.

But at this moment, Yeling still left, and many people in the dark Pavilion were killed.

Feng Su Jin's eyes are bloodthirsty and red. At this moment, her whole person's momentum is completely external, with the breath of Shura.

Before, she was immersed in the pain of losing Jun Mo Han, isolated from everything outside, as if she could not feel any external breath.

But at this time, she was inspired by the people in the dark Pavilion.

At this moment, she turned her grief into strength and the smell of killing.

Wind Su Jin this moment, momentum suddenly Ling Tian the same.

Many people can feel a cold breath in the air. The clear sky suddenly becomes gloomy, just like the mood of Feng Su Jin.

The air suddenly blew a gloomy cold wind, which was originally the season of late autumn, but like a sandstorm, the wind was blowing.

The wind has rolled up the sand on the ground, which has attracted many people's eyes.

Feng Su Jin stood in the center of the storm, looking at everything around coldly.

She looked up at the direction of the city wall, the corners of her mouth drawn a bloody cold arc.

At the moment when Feng Su Jin's eyes are fixed on their direction, she quickly takes out the silver needle and shoots with both hands

As the goddess of heaven scattered flowers from the ground, the silver needle flew toward the wall.

On the city wall, there were some Musketeers who couldn't open their eyes when the wind blew. More than ten people in the front were stabbed in the heart by silver needles, and they fell directly from the wall.

When the city wall said whether it was high or low, more than ten people "touched it!" The sound of, fell into meat pie.

Feng Su Jin looks at these scenes, her eyes are indifferent, as if it is normal to kill people like this.

This is the growth of pain, she had to kill calmly in pain.

Similarly, this kind of revenge killing, with blood to sacrifice some hatred.

The last thing they should do is to move her. No, it's her husband.

Her husband may be really gone, but his people, she wants to protect.

She just hurt and couldn't think about anything.

But now, her pain to the extreme, was awakened by the people in the dark Pavilion, she decided to revenge, after revenge to accompany Mo Han.

He lives, she lives, he dies, she dies.

She must take revenge on her husband.

Wind Su Jin in the wind, clothes are blowing rustling, there is a sad and beautiful style.

The silver needles in her hands are all with silver thread. Feng Sujin's whole body seems to have gathered strength again. She draws out the silver thread and continues to shoot at the firearm team.

Because of the cold wind and storm weather, the firearm team could not see the specific situation on the ground.

Moreover, the people on the ground trampled and ran, with no direction at all. They were very confused. They didn't know who was attacking them.

How suddenly, one by one all disappeared.

Wind Su Jin in the fastest speed, the fastest speed to kill.

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