Because of some experiences.

Her temperament became indifferent.

During those dark days, it was Yang Qingqing who pulled her out.

tonight.

Yang Qingqing asked her to buy a cake and celebrate Sister Xiaolin's birthday together.

Isn't it a birthday?

Why does it become like this...

Why……

The whites of Su Xiaojin's eyes began to become bloodshot.

Gradually, little bits of blue light lit up from the pupils.

His little face was as frosty as frost, and the temperature seemed to drop to freezing point instantly.

The slender body was trembling.

A Tang Dao appeared in his hand.

The blade of the sword was wrapped in green light, like glass.

"Xiaojin, let's go! Let's go!"

"You are no match for them, run, run!" Yang Qingqing roared hysterically.

All her teammates have died.

She didn't want to see the girl who finally came out of the haze die here.

However, Su Xiaojin, who had been overwhelmed by anger, could not listen to a word now.

The strange force roared on her body, and the tail of her black hair kept dancing.

"This look..."

"Have we met somewhere?" The ghost slave tried to find Su Xiaojin's figure in his memory.

Unsuccessful.

But this look is so familiar.

He was very sure that he had met Su Xiaojin.

But, where exactly have I seen it...

at this time.

"run!"

With a sharp shout, Yang Qingqing endured the severe pain and rushed towards the ghost slave again.

However.

The ghost slave just shook his arm.

The next moment.

"Pfft!"

The black knife seemed to come through the void, directly piercing Yang Qingqing's body and nailing her to the wall!

"Cough, cough cough..."

Red blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth and dripped down his chin.

It’s void…

It is the power of the void.

Yang Qingqing's consciousness had begun to blur.

But she hasn't given up yet.

"Xiao...Xiaojin, let's go...let's go..."

"Quick, run quickly..."

…

"The Ruins..."

"Mirror of God!"

Su Xiaojin couldn't hear Yang Qingqing's voice at all.

At this moment.

In her ears, mind, and heart, besides anger, there was still anger!

Su Xiaojin's mirror clone walked out from behind her.

The next second, two identical Su Xiaojins directly launched a fierce attack on the ghost slaves.

The sound of the wind and the cry of cranes, the light of swords and shadows.

but……

The results can be imagined.

Su Xiaojin's current cunning power is only D level.

3206 The entire team is no match for the Ghost Servant, let alone her?

It was as if the Ghost Servant only had one passive activated, and it neutralized all of Su Xiaojin's attacks.

Then he gently stretched out a palm.

"Click!"

Su Xiaojin's hand bones were directly broken, and the white bone spurs pierced the skin and were exposed to the air.

"ah!"

"ah!!!"

However, Su Xiaojin did not retreat but advanced.

If your right hand is broken, use your left hand to swing the knife!

Another palm.

Mirror Shatter was directly shot to pieces.

In the face of absolute power, any deception is in vain.

The backlash of the broken ruins made Su Xiaojin spit out a large mouthful of blood.

But she still didn't give up.

She attacked anyway.

At this time, she was like a machine, unaware of fear or pain.

She has only one goal, and that is to chop off the head of the ghost slave!

The ghost servant changed its attack direction.

The sound of two bones breaking was heard.

Su Xiaojin's legs were broken.

"Plop!"

Su Xiaojin fell to the ground, lying right next to Xiao Lin's body.

Su Xiaojin: "..."

"..."

"ah……"

"ah!!!"

Su Xiaojin gritted her silver teeth and crawled towards the ghost slave.

"Kill you……"

"Kill you!!!" Su Xiaojin roared.

Because of the previous battle, Yang Qingqing, who saw all this, was powerless at this time.

Under the night sky, the ghost slave looked down at Su Xiaojin.

"What a blooming blood lotus."

"but……"

"Flowers will wither."
To be continued...