Hearing Qingge's hysterical scream, Su Mengdie smiled instead. She held the pistol at her waist tightly in her little hand, and looked at the woman with tears in her eyes. Qingge, you are still the Qingge who will never hold a grudge against others. No matter what happened, you will choose to forgive.

Thank you for caring about me as the culprit.

Everything is worth it.

The soldiers continued to give way, and the woman just held her head and chest up to the tiger's den, carrying the courage and fearless aura that men never had.

Lian Qiao seemed to understand why Qingge was so devoted. If it were her, she would not be able to die for another person. At this moment, she still admired Su Mengdie. It was a good thing, and she would never think of going back when she came.

I thought I could save someone from bringing such a group of women? It was too naive.

Anyway, if the country is destroyed, she will die. It is better to remove the most hated flesh thorn in this life before death, and you can rest assured even if you die.

Su Mengdie stopped when she got off the stone stage and looked at Lian Qiao: "Can you let someone go?"

"Hahahahahahahahaha!" Lian Qiao suddenly released the animals and laughed wildly. After a cup of tea, she wiped away her tears: "Su Mengdie, you are so funny. Do you think it's possible? I said that I will make you live worse than death!" Then she gave her a look to her subordinates.

The two men immediately went up and kicked Su Mengdie hard at the thigh.

A woman's soles of her feet were unstable and she knelt down directly. Perhaps because Lian Qiao had guessed that she would not submit, someone pressed her dagger to Qingge's throat and had to put the gun away. She knelt down and let others beat her as a sandbag.

A man swung his fist and hit the abdomen that had just been given birth.

"Um!" Su Mengdie let out a muffled groan, lowered her head and endured the biting pain in her heart, clenched her fists, and did not resist.

Then there was a tragic torture, with endless bangs and bangs. Seeing Qianxue and the others roaring, they couldn't bear it anymore, and began to swing their swords into the crowd: "Kill me!"

Su Mengdie had already fallen to the ground, holding her head with her hands, and was beaten by more than a dozen men, without saying a word, hoping that the dagger would not pierce into the man's throat, without any complaints, which was what she should bear.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Su Mengdie curled the corners of her lips again when she heard this. As long as Qingge was not angry, it would be worth it to be beaten to death. Anyway, she left Fu Yunche with two children, and that person was no longer alone, that was enough.

The terrible group fight made Lian Qiao extremely comfortable, especially Su Mengdie had the strength to fight back, but she didn't dare to touch the cat with her fingertips and enjoyed the pleasure of revenge. Su Mengdie was at her feet at this moment, being treated inhumanely. This felt so refreshing. God finally opened his eyes.

"Ah!" Su Mengdie was hit hard on the head, and she endured it to the extreme. She screamed in pain, followed by a big mouthful of blood, but she was still laughing, Lian Qiao, you'd better kill me today, otherwise you will always be in the eighteen levels of hell forever, haha!

"Hahaha, beat me hard, Su Mengdie, you are today, hahaha!" Lian Qiao laughed like crazy, so interesting.

The smoke whipped down and several people flew into the air.

There were shouts of killing one after another, but after all, there was no advantage in the number of people and it was impossible to rush to the center.
Chapter completed!