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Chapter 1502 The Way of Returning Others

"ah!"

He exclaimed, and at that moment, the breath of death enveloped him, and the cold murderous intent behind him penetrated into his bones. He felt a chill from the soles of his feet and reach his heart, causing fear and panic to arise from the bottom of his heart.

"Bang!"

Fengjiu dragged him back and threw him on the ground. He hit the collapsed thing and made a bang. He fell to the ground in a mess. When he wanted to stand up, a sharp airflow immediately shot down.

"call out!"

"Bang!"

The sharp air blade slashed through the air, which was the sound of a whip twitching. There was only a bang and fell on Sanyang who wanted to stand up. Suddenly, his gray clothes were whipped by the whip, and his flesh and blood were oozing out.

"ah!"

A shrill scream came from his mouth. At this moment, he personally tasted the heart-wrenching pain of the whip soaked in medicine on the blooming flesh. The severe pain of life and death almost fainted.

"Swish! Swish!"

"Ba! Baa!"

"Ah... don't... don't beat it anymore... don't... I'll die..."

As each whip containing dark force fell, the three yangzi on the ground curled up into a ball and hugged their heads tightly, and their bodies were hit by whips. The pain was so painful that it was difficult to express in words.

He could even feel the anger of the young man in blue. Every whip was filled with his anger and murderous intent. He wanted to kill him! Therefore, every whip was filled with hidden force, and every whip made him burst into pieces!

"You can't stand it anymore? Aren't you very good at bullying people? Don't you like to hit people with whips? I'll let you taste it yourself!" Feng Jiu said in a cold voice, his hands without pause, and the whip was whipped fiercely and violently. Each of them contained dark force, which was enough to make him burst into pieces but not fatal. <>

"No, stop hitting..."

Sanyangzi, who was curled on the ground, seemed weak, and the smell of blood in the air was spreading due to his injury. Feng Jiu looked at the person curled on the ground and was a little dying and could not even stand up. Then he glanced at him coldly, threw the whip aside, and quickly walked to her mother's side.

"Mother?Mother?"

She called in a low voice, but saw that she had no reaction at all. Almost none of the torn dresses were intact and clean, either cracked or stained with blood, which made her feel heartbroken.

Sanyangzi, who was beaten to the point of being slightly chaotic, held his head in his hands and watched Feng Jiu run to Shangguan Wanrong, so he quietly took out a pill and took it to relieve the severe pain in his body that life was worse than death.

He was sure that if he didn't take some medicine or something, he would be dying of the burning and severe pain!

Mother? He heard it right? This young man who came out of nowhere called Shangguan Wanrong's mother? Is she his mother?

He looked back quietly and saw that the boy was pulling the black iron chain. He knew that he was not good. He covered his chest with one hand and felt the effect of the medicine. He immediately gritted his teeth and jumped up and fled outside.

"Swish!"

Two silver needles rushed out with a swoosh and shot into his body. Because the silver needle was shot out very quickly, Sanyangzi, who was already injured, was not fast at running away. He groaned and pounced forward, and felt the two silver needles flowing into his body...
Chapter completed!
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