"Sister (Sister Bai Ling)!" Seeing the seriously injured Bai Ling being treated like this, the surviving Bai Xiaoxi and others were crying, but their voices were frighteningly low.
Because they really don't have the energy to do so, even worrying becomes extremely fragile.
It’s not that they don’t want to resist, but facing the absolutely strong, they are powerless to resist and can only watch helplessly as they endure this pain and watch the people they care about being trampled and insulted!
The next second, almost everyone looked at the group of people with cold, unwilling, resentful and disgusted eyes. Those people were so cruel and insane that they took advantage of their power to bully others.
"Ah!" The next second, a foot stepped hard on Su Ling's hand holding the Heavenly Sword, and a creaking sound continued to be heard. It was naturally the power of the 43rd-level psychic.
When the big foot was removed, Su Ling's hand could be seen turned into meat paste, and the white bones could be seen.
A sturdy hand reached out for the blood-red sword.
Wen Qing'er's heart was beating wildly when she saw this scene, and her face was filled with infinite joy.
"Hahaha... Heavenly Sword... My Heavenly Sword, it's back... it's back..." He stared at the sword as if bewitched.
Who would have thought that the level 43 man kicked the ground hard to pick up the sword, but the sword didn't react at all.
"It's useless, useless!" Wen Qing'er glared at him for a few seconds. Seeing this scene, she angrily hit the level 43 loser with her weapon and said coldly to the others, "Go, chop off that woman's head and bring me back the sword!"
Scar's face was ferocious at this moment. He really couldn't believe that the person who owned the Miancheng base was actually such a person. No wonder he had no scruples even when taking action in the base.
He immediately roared, "Wen Qing'er, I want to avenge my brothers."
He used up his last bit of strength to rise from the ground, and ran towards the vicious figure with a big knife in his hand.
"No...Brother Dao..." Qiao Li saw this scene and tried to climb over.
With a puff!
A large PR knife fell from his head, and a crack could be seen on the ground when it landed.
A line of blood extended from the top of Scar's head, as if it had been flicked by an ink fountain, and a red line appeared in the middle of his nose.
In an instant, streams of scarlet blood spurted out from the line, and the knife in Scar's hand slowly fell to the ground with a clang, and Scar, who was lying on the ground, split into two parts.
Qiao Li's eyes widened as if they were about to fall out, tears rolled down her face uncontrollably, climbing towards his body. Finally, she hugged half of the body and cried loudly.
Shui Miaomiao and Sun Zhen were also pounding the ground and crying, as if they didn't even care about the pain in their bodies, and they also crawled over.
"Bastard... Bastard!" Zhu Shuaiyi also burst into tears when he saw this elder who was so kind to him die in front of him.
But the people who killed them showed no mercy at all.
Wen Qing'er laughed even more happily, lowering her head with a smile on her face. This smile looked extremely weird. Looking at the pain in Bai Shan's eyes, she said viciously but softly, "No, your child." She took the syringe and used the needle to scratch the delicate face of the little meatball, and soon a tiny blood mark appeared.
Bai Shan and others shook their heads, and Bai Ling's screams could still be heard over there.
“No…no…”
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