Qingwu opened his eyes wide, staring at her in disbelief, without breathing.
Do not rest in peace.
Zhao Miaomiao kicked a certain acupuncture point of Fu Yunsang, stimulating Fu Yunsang to wake up.
Fu Yunsang was weak all over, and after barely waking up, he saw Qingwu lying on the side, his eyes were sore, and his eye sockets were flushed.
"You killed him." Fu Yunsang's voice was hoarse, with extreme grief on his face.
"No, you killed him. The current result is caused by you, and the person who killed him is yourself."
"No!" Fu Yunsang Yangtian roared, and two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks.
This is her only relative!
only.
Fu Yunsang's heart was filled with hatred, and his only remaining left hand supported his crumbling body.
"I was wrong, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have kept your life from the beginning, I should have killed you."
Fu Yunsang said in a daze as if he had gone mad.
After saying a word, she rushed towards Zhao Miaomiao.
She had run out of poisonous needles, so she could only choose to fight with bare hands.
She wanted to tear the woman in front of her apart.
But Nianqi's speed was too fast, every time he just hit it, he fell into nothing.
Fu Yunsang's blood-red eyes were open, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like a lunatic.
"I am going to kill you!"
"It's you! It's you! Destroyed everything about me!"
"ah!"
The hoarse howl of Fu Yunsang echoed in the thatched cottage, giving people the illusion of being in a slaughterhouse.
Zhao Miaomiao's figure fluttered like a weightless feather, with an inscrutable smile on her face all the time.
The more indifferent she was, the more stimulating Fu Yunsang went crazy.
Blood dripped continuously from Fu Yunsang's right arm, hitting the floor like blood plum blossoms.
Fu Yunsang stepped on his own blood, slipped and fell to the ground.
She wanted to get up, but found that she couldn't get up again.
"Miss Nianqi." After the chaotic footsteps outside the house, several men appeared behind Zhao Miaomiao.
These men are the killers who have been chasing after Fu Yunsang in recent days, because they have deep hatred for Fu Yunsang in their hearts.
"Here we come. You can settle the rest of the matter." Zhao Miaomiao nodded and walked out of the thatched hut.
Those people bowed their hands respectfully, and after watching Zhao Miaomiao leave, they turned to Fu Yunsang.
One of them bent down to feel Fu Yunsang's pulse, and said to his companion, "She is dying, is there any Shendan?"
"Yes!" One person quickly took out a bottle of medicine from his arms and handed it to him.
The man pried open Fu Yunsang's mouth, and poured several pills into it.
"This Shendan can only hang on to her life for a quarter of an hour. If we have revenge, don't be polite."
Having said that, two people set up Fu Yunsang's body and tied her up with ropes.
Someone took out a silver needle and stabbed Fu Yunsang's tiger's mouth directly, and Fu Yunsang woke up faintly.
Her pale face unexpectedly became a little rosy, and her originally weak body felt a burst of heat.
Fu Yunsang raised his eyes and saw that the people standing around him were the people who had chased and killed him in the past few days.
She laughed mockingly, "A bunch of trash."
Seeing that she was dying, the man standing at the front was still so arrogant, took off his shoes, and stuffed the smelly sock into Fu Yunsang's mouth.
Fu Yunsang smelled a sour smell and almost vomited.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Fu Yunsang shook his head, trying to spit out what was in his mouth.
did not succeed.
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