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1165. Chapter 1165 The Rhythm of Waiting for Death

This is absolutely unforgivable.

She saw the scene where Helian Ling was hung high on the top of a dead tree, and the scene where Young Master Ling was tortured and killed was clearly seen than anyone else. It could be described as 360 degrees without blind spots.

The more she saw clearly, the more she became afraid, and the panic in her heart continued to increase, fearing that her fate would be as miserable as Mr. Ling.

At this time, the vultures kept pecking her body, and she felt that it was not so painful.

After all, she could quickly recover with her spiritual power after being hurt, but Duanmu Ming was holding a knife and was as scattered as an ordinary person, and she had no ability to resist at all, and could only wait for death.

What a terrible word to wait for death.

And now, she seems to be waiting for death!

Her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes stared at Duanmu Ming for a moment. After seeing that the murderous intent hidden in his eyes had not weakened, her heart gradually became cold.

Her eyes gradually became confused, and her body gradually became cold, as if Duanmu Ming was now slapping her with his sight.

When the fear in her heart was constantly expanding, all the thoughts in her mind were eliminated, and the only thing left was how to make herself live.

"Senior brother, what should I do with that girl?"

Mo Lingfeng looked up at the person who was tied up with a very artistic sense, and he was vaguely expecting it.

"Kill!"

Duanmu Ming answered without hesitation, but he should think about how to make this woman die even more miserable.

He subconsciously looked in the direction where Jun Qianxi was, and saw that she had already put the stone tablet into her body. She was sitting cross-legged, with a powerful aura floating in her body.

His eyes were filled with surprise, but he didn't expect that his Xier had actually broken through the imperial realm.

Since that's the case, it's not very interesting to ask Xiao Xier to abuse and kill an imperial realm with his own hands, so let him do it and solve it.

He rolled his sleeves, and the person who was originally on the top of the tree fell down like this. As his palms flipped, gray gas penetrated his body, wrapping Helianling's whole body.

"No...don't..."

Helian Ling seemed to have expected what would happen next. She kept struggling and twisting her body, but how could the things left by the little beast's parents be able to break free from the shrimps of the imperial realm?

The more you struggled, the tighter the rope was tied. Her fair skin was rubbed by the rope and then blood marks appeared.

Her weak look, which was sobbing, covered up her original viciousness and became very pleasing.

Unfortunately, in Duanmu Ming's eyes, other women except Jun Qianxi were undoubtedly Zhuzi. No matter how miserable her begging, his expression did not change at all.

With a wave of his sleeve, the gray gas fell on Helian Ling's body, and quickly penetrated into her tendons and veins and began to erode the spiritual power in her body.

Crystal tears flowed from Helianling's seductive apricot eyes. After being wrapped in gray gas, she felt that she was so close to Death again.

"Master, Master Ximen Palace Master, Lord Yushi, save me, save me..."

She shouted at the air at the top of her lungs, hoping that the miracle would happen again.

Mo Lingfeng slowly approached Duan Mu Ming, kept looking around, and said, "Senior Brother, this little girl has so many helpers? Are she hiding near us?"
Chapter completed!
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