Li Yunting never thought it would be like this.
Jiang Ciyou just wanted to die with him.
With the determination to die.
At that moment, he seemed to understand.
She just wanted to get rid of herself for Bo Jinxiu.
But Li Yunting couldn't figure it out.
Why is my Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles so effective?
Obviously, I have tried this many times before.
Her chest was pierced by a piece of iron.
Blood also flowed from the corner of his mouth.
But he still tried to lean over to see Jiang Ciyou's condition.
"Farewell to worries, farewell to worries..."
He called out Jiang Ciyou's name with difficulty.
But Jiang Ciyou still lay there motionless.
A rare expression of fear and pain appeared on Li Yunting's face.
He wanted to turn over.
But his lower body was pressed down tightly, and he couldn't get up at all.
But at this moment, Jiang Ciyou's head suddenly raised up.
Her face was covered in blood.
Li Yunting looked shocked.
Jiang Ciyou slowly crawled out.
Her eyes were determined, and she supported herself with her elbows and climbed out of the cabin.
After coming out of the cabin, she slowly stood up.
Li Yunting was very surprised.
But there seemed to be a hint of relief in his eyes.
She is not dead.
"Say goodbye to worry, and leave."
Jiang Ciyou walked forward step by step.
She was also seriously injured.
The blood on his forehead dripped down.
But she still didn't stop.
The plane looked like it was about to explode.
Jiang Ciyou felt dizzy.
Her brain seemed to have just been bombarded.
All I felt was a cloud of smoke.
It’s not that Li Yunting’s Ghost Gate Thirteen is useless against her.
It was she who relied on her willpower and the severe pain to endure for a while and keep herself awake.
Before she had acupuncture performed by Li Yunting, she used a knife to carve a name on her chest in the bathroom.
She was able to hold on with such severe pain.
But she knew she couldn't hold on for much longer.
So when the plane took off.
When I feel that my memory has begun to recede like the tide.
She started to do it.
She couldn't leave with Li Yunting.
That would really make you his puppet.
So with only a little consciousness left, she began to resist violently.
The worst outcome she could have imagined at the time was to die with Li Yunting.
As long as Li Yunting died, he would never have the chance to plot to persecute the Bo family again.
He is so scary.
So many years of lurking and enduring, crawling in the dark.
For so many years, their fates were all manipulated by him.
The plane crash was expected.
But she was lucky enough not to die.
Jiang Ciyou's consciousness became increasingly blurred.
Countless memories seemed to have turned into a blank sheet of paper in my brain.
She kept repeating Bo Jinxiu's name in her mouth.
She wants to leave here.
She must find Bo Jinxiu.
She knew her memory would gradually fade.
Her willpower was no longer able to block the effects of the Thirteen Ghost Needles.
She hoped to be discovered as soon as possible.
Jiang Ciyou was getting further and further away.
Li Yunting's desperate roar seemed to be faintly heard from behind: "Ciyou, I'm dying, look at me again..."
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