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Chapter 201 Murong Qingcheng was seriously injured

Luoyin City, an exit of the teleportation array.

Several figures came out from there, but they were not in a good mood. Now everything is unclear, and no one knows what happened to Murong Qingcheng and Su Ling'er.

"Brother Bin, what should we do next?" Looking at the vast sea of ​​people, Xueshen felt like his head was getting big. It would be so troublesome to find someone in this sea of ​​people.

Chen Lin didn't know what to do, and Yancai was even more confused, almost like a girl with nothing.

"It doesn't matter. At least you and Ling'er can sense each other. Try to see if you can sense her." Lan Bin said to Xue Shen.

"Yes, how could I forget this?" Xueshen's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"How?" Lan Bin asked.

"I sensed the approximate location but it's not clear. Let's go first. Sister Ling'er may be in danger."

This sentence made Lan Bin's face become even more ugly. The scene where Xiao Ya desperately sent him away seemed to reappear in his mind. The scene was so painful that it was unforgettable. It was the same as her back then, but Lan Bin's attitude towards Xiao Ya

His feelings far exceed his feelings for her.

But no matter what, Yunxiao was her righteous wife, and she died because of him. This was also the reason why Ling Yunyan hated him.



The dozens of big men looked at Murong Qingcheng standing behind them. They didn't know why their anger and dissatisfaction seemed to be forcibly suppressed at this moment. Facing Murong Qingcheng, it seemed that even the bad-tempered person would have no temper at all. She

It is the embodiment of purity and can soothe all negative emotions.

Murong Qingcheng's long hair was flying, and her clothes as white as snow gave her a sacred aura, but this did not last long.

"I don't care if you are real or fake, since you dare to call Murong Qingcheng, then go to hell." A man woke up from Murong Qingcheng's surprise, and without giving Murong Qingcheng any chance to speak, he punched him

Hitting Murong Qingcheng, if Murong Qingcheng's weak body received this punch, Murong Qingcheng would directly turn into blood mist.

Murong Qingcheng had a hint of relief in her eyes, maybe it was time for her to come to an end.

The scenes she saw, the blood and resentment, always appeared in her mind. All of this was because of herself, because of her own negligence. If she could think more clearly, then none of this would have happened. She would not have to bear it.

What price? But things are different now. In just one month, more than one million or ten million people will die because of Murong Qingcheng. So what happens in the future?

Zhou Ze is right, she is a devil, she is a demon, all the bad people in the world put together are not as bad as her alone. The hatred of blood needs blood to wash it, so use your own blood to wash it.

Anyway, she is just the most ordinary person on this continent. When she dies, not many people will care, not many people will be sad.

If he died, his father would still have his son and his clan members, but his death would bring peace to the Murong family.

If he dies, the chamber of commerce will have the next supreme-level auctioneer, and they can shift all the responsibilities onto themselves, and he can also give them some peace.

If I die, he will have his wife by his side. Maybe I am really just a passerby beside him, and time will erase me from his memory.

Before she died, she could see the reward for her efforts. Murong Qingcheng was content and satisfied. This might be her end. I am going to die, and everything will start again.

The fist wind kept hitting Murong Qingcheng, which was nothing to ordinary people, but to Murong Qingcheng it was like a strong wind.

"Qingcheng, get away quickly." Su Ling'er wanted to rescue but it was too late. She could only watch Murong Qingcheng die here, a wave of self-blame welling up in her heart.

She should have taken Murong Qingcheng away when she saw the first village. What Murong Qingcheng was looking for was not the answer, but the last piece of beauty in the world.

She is her successor, she is her spokesperson. She was so innocent and kind at the beginning, and was attacked when she was injured. She finally helped her enemy because she believed that in this era of survival of the fittest, human beings cannot survive.

You have not forgotten your own nature, and the law of the jungle can never eliminate human nature.

boom!

A blow without any suspense struck Murong Qingcheng. Murong Qingcheng's body flew out more than ten meters away, and Murong Qingcheng spit out a mouthful of blood in the middle. But this blow was enough to kill Murong Qingcheng.

It was lucky that Murong Qingcheng was not beaten into blood mist by one punch.

However, there was one more person at Murong Qingcheng's original position, and that person was the person Murong Qingcheng saved. It was because he cushioned the blow that Murong Qingcheng was not beaten into blood mist.

However, a middle-grade Emperor Spirit Realm man used his own life to block the attack from the Peak Emperor Spirit Realm, but the aftermath still left Murong Qingcheng severely injured.

"Although I don't know whether you are a good person or a bad person, I just want to solve all this in my own way. Since you saved my life, I will give my life back to you now, and we will interact with each other from now on.

We don't owe each other." Sikong Yue's face was very calm, not caring at all that he was vomiting blood.

"Father, I'm sorry. You are right. I really have no right to insult her. But I have given my life back to her now. My father and brother have nothing to do with her. I know that with your hatred for her, you

I wish I could destroy everything related to her. But please let my father go, he is innocent, and this is the last thing I can do for him." Si Kong Yue forced himself to finish everything, and then body

He fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Si Kong Yue's eyes were filled with determination, and Si Kong Yue's father's eyes were filled with tears. The most tragic thing in the world is for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person a gift.

Su Ling'er felt very unhappy. Everything that could have been completely avoided happened. What a trick of fate.

The dozens of people were not moved by Sikong Yue's death, and they continued walking in the direction of Murong Qingcheng alone.

"From now on, I will be your opponent, and I will never allow Qingcheng to suffer any more harm."

Su Ling'er took out a sword from Najie and said coldly.

She said she would bring Murong Qingcheng back safely, but she failed to do so, but she would never allow anyone to hurt Qingcheng again, even if they were enemies of the heroes. Well, these people were not heroes but a group of people who lost their lives because of hatred.

As a rational person, Su Ling'er doesn't know how long she can hold off, but she will definitely try her best.

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