Soon, all the men in black were killed, and their blood gathered on the ground, emitting a smell of rust.
Jing Song watched the extremely bloody and brutal scene in the video, and fine scales appeared on the back of his hand again.
His forked, slender tongue flicked in the air, his eyes surging with emotions, and his tone instantly turned cold:
"Record their biological characteristics, track them, and eliminate them if necessary.
Send more personnel to the Sin Zone to launch a sustained attack on the Fire Marrow holders."
Jing Song looked at the girl with golden hair in the video, a smile playing on his lips.
His strangely pale fingers rubbed the screen, as if he was caressing Feng Qingyue's cheek through the screen.
Feng Qingyue? Interesting...
The strength you've displayed isn't something a mere A-rank can achieve...
Feng Qingyue stood among the corpses, her eyes lowered, wiping the blood off the ice blade with an expressionless face.
The beautiful girl stood calmly in the blood-soaked ground. Her appearance was absolutely beautiful and sacred, but the movement of wiping the sword with her hand revealed a cruelty.
It's like a high and mighty god stepping down from the altar and becoming mundane.
Qingfeng waved his hand casually, and a breeze rose from the ground, blowing away the disgusting smell of blood in the air.
Tu Shanyou looked at the corpses all over the ground and frowned in disgust. She waved her hand, and green vines emerged, pushing the corpses away and clearing a path.
She held the energy knife and walked out of the killing circle with an expressionless face.
There were still sticky drops of blood hanging on the blade, swaying with her movements.
The girl, who had just experienced a massacre, had a cold look in her eyes. The oppressive feeling that came over her made Hall subconsciously prepare for defense.
Tu Shanyou just glanced at Hall indifferently.
She slowly shifted her gaze and fixed her eyes on the ruins.
Feng Qingyue squatted beside a corpse. She held the ice blade and used the tip of the blade to lift a corner of the corpse's clothes, revealing the hideous pattern inside.
"Ghost organization."
Tu Shanyou sneered when he heard this: "It really is a haunting ghost."
As soon as he finished speaking, another group of people ran over with weapons in hand.
Tu Shanyou weighed the energy knife in his hand expressionlessly, his lavender eyes filled with murderous intent.
The leader ran in front of Hall.
"Boss, we killed all those who were hiding in the dark and trying to take advantage of the opportunity."
Tu Shanyou raised her eyebrows, silently retracted the energy knife, and walked to Feng Qingyue's side.
Hall nodded and said something to the leader. The leader took the order and left quickly with his men.
Ji Yuan put away his energy knife, and the murderous aura on his body was also well hidden.
He discussed something with Hall, then turned and walked towards where the four little ones were.
Xuan Ming nestled in Feng Qingyue's arms, too lazy to change back.
Hall stood in front of Qingfeng and said sincerely, "Thank you all for your help. Please allow me to express my gratitude."
Qingfeng was completely confused.
They were clearly there to watch the show, so how could it be considered as helping out a righteous man?...
He smiled politely, his voice revealing a hint of alienation: "No need, we just happened to pass by."
Seeing that the man in front of him showed rejection in every move, Hall did not force it anymore. He shook hands with Qingfeng to express his gratitude.
The four little ones walked slowly in the sin area. They looked here and there like tourists.
They have superior looks and extraordinary temperament, as if they were born aristocrats, forming a sharp contrast with the darkness and filth of the sin zone.
The gaze peeping from the dark is wanton and bold, like a sticky and cold poisonous snake, making people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.
Tu Shanyou played with her hair and asked casually, "Qingyue, where is the dog?"
Feng Qingyue tilted her head and said, "I'll let him stay in my spiritual space for a while, and then I'll let him out."
Xuan Ming, who had been lying quietly in Feng Qingyue's arms, suddenly moved restlessly. He jumped to the ground and stretched lazily.
"The tail following behind me is too annoying. I'll go take care of it."
His tone was cold and his eyes shone with a cold light, as if the King of Hell had opened the book of life and death and was scribbling on it at random.
The little white tiger shook the fleshy little wings on its back, turned around and disappeared into a small alley.
The other three kids watched his small figure disappear into the alley and continued walking forward calmly.
As they walked, an old voice sounded behind them:
"Children...your little pet ran away..."
The three little ones looked back in unison.
An old lady with silver hair, leaning on a cane, was walking towards them tremblingly.
She looks kind and has a string of Buddhist beads hanging on her wrist. She looks like the old lady next door who will give you a candy on your way home.
Generally speaking...
Those who can survive in the sin zone are not easy to deal with...
The three little ones stood there without moving. They looked at the old lady quietly, waiting for her to slowly walk over.
The old lady seemed extremely tired. She was breathing heavily like a broken bellows, and her throat was sore.
"Children...can you help grandma? Grandma...can't walk anymore..."
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