Wen Xining curled her lips and smiled. Pei Min'er was his treasure. How could he watch her die?
The poison on the arrow was caused by them, and they would definitely be able to solve it, but if she penetrated Pei Min'er with an arrow, she would save Maomao.
The strength of his subordinates was a little relaxed, Wen Xining said:
"Stop it, please use Quan'er to exchange your beloved woman."
When she talked about her beloved woman, Pei Min'er's body moved again. Wen Xining lowered her eyes and looked at Pei Min'er with Quan'er's face, and said with disgust:
"What? Am I wrong? Although I know you are also a shameless person, I still have to ask you to remove this face. You are such a disgusting person, so you don't deserve this face."
Wen Xining said as she pulled her hand to her chin, and a bloody pussy was pulled off by her, revealing Pei Min'er's pale and resentful face.
Pei Min'er and Pei Luoqi were already so angry that they couldn't speak with sarcastic words from Wen Xining.
"The person you want is here."
At this moment, a low voice rang out from behind the tree next to it.
Wen Xining turned his eyes and saw Bei Tangjin holding the ghost blade in one hand and holding Quan'er in the other, walking slowly towards them.
Quan'er was wearing a white midi, but fortunately there were no signs of injury on her body and face. After seeing Wen Xining, she shouted anxiously:
"Miss!"
Wen Xining's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly. This one must be Quan'er. She gave Quan'er a look of no need to worry, and her eyes slowly fell on Bei Tangjin.
An ordinary green robe with messy hair, haggard face, sloppy beard, and no trace of the scenery of the past. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a loser.
The only thing that remains unchanged is his ruthless eyes.
He stared at Wen Xining so hard, his eyes were filled with anger, unwillingness, and entanglement...
"Prince Jin, don't be fine."
Wen Xining couldn't stand the look of Ling Chi, and spoke first.
Beitangjin pulled Quan'er forward and said with a wry smile:
"Ning'er, do you know that you are really cruel? Your affection for a girl is several times better than that for me?"
“That’s a must.”
Wen Xining's voice was cold and had no emotions.
"Because during the time when I was hurt by someone, she was the only person who was with me; because when everyone abandoned me, the only person who never left me was her, was she
.And what about you? You keep saying you love me, where are you at that time?"
Wen Xining's words peeled off the scars in Beitangjin's heart. For a moment, he felt full of guilt.
"Ning'er...I..."
Looking at her reaction, Wen Xining was very satisfied.
"What? Can't you answer? Then I'll answer. At those times, you were working hard for the throne in your mind, and the person who hurt me the most was you."
Bei Tangjin's expression changed, and his hand holding the ghost blade tightened and tightened.
"Ning'er, you have really changed a lot. It should be said that you have completely changed."
"hehe……"
Wen Xining raised her eyebrows. If she hadn't delayed the time and waited for Mu Lifeng to support her, she wouldn't have let down so much talk.
"Yes, Wen Xining in the past has completely died when you pushed her away. Now I am Wen Xining after rebirth. All the love and hate in the past have disappeared."
OK, I'll be disgusted for a while.
Looking at Wen Xining's clearly familiar but unfamiliar face, Bei Tangjin's heart ached slightly.
"Ning'er, I was wrong before. Can you give me another chance? As long as you return to me and get rid of Beitangshuo, you will be my queen. Beitangshuo can give you,
I can give it to you, Ning'er, okay?"
After hearing these shameless words, Wen Xining almost sighed to the sky and couldn't help but say funny:
"Prince Jin, why are you dreaming in broad daylight? I once again solemnly stated that Wen Xining is no longer the ignorant girl who can be deceived by you with just a few sweet words. So Prince Jin, please ask you
Don't challenge my limits, let my people go quickly, otherwise it will be of no benefit to everyone if you get angry with me."
If she said harsh words, she showed that her patience had reached its peak. If she continued to talk to such a disgusting person, she would be afraid that she would suffer from a cerebral hemorrhage.
"Wen Xining!"
The final expectation failed, Bei Tangjin's expression was fierce again. The ghost blade in his hand pointed at Quan'er's throat, confronting Wen Xining who was holding Pei Min'er.
"Since you don't choose a way out, then don't blame me for not being missed by old love."
However, Beitangjin's ghost blade just aimed at Quan'er's throat. Wen Xining's poisonous arrow was pressed hard. Pei Min'er's throat was flowing more and more. Pei Luoqi suddenly became anxious.
"Jin, Min'er is still in her hands."
But Beitangjin shook Pei Luoqi's eyes coldly and said sarcastically:
"Qi, this woman's heart is not on you at all, what's the use of you to save her? A ruthless woman is the most ruthless. I am the lesson of yours. When we kill Beitangshuo and seize the throne, we still worry about not having it.
Do women throw themselves into their arms?”
Beitangjin's words made Pei Luoqi's fists hanging beside him tighten and tighten.
He did not forget that when he used his blood to relieve Pei Min'er's poison, the first thing she did opened her eyes was to slap him hard. If it weren't for Jin's obstruction, she might have given him a gift.
Killed with one sword.
But... he has no regrets, because all this is his own fault.
"Jin, you still want to win her back today, so I won't give up Min'er easily."
"Ha, it's such a kind of infatuated person."
Wen Xining laughed sarcastically, but Beitangjin said sinisterly:
"Wen Xining, if you want this girl to survive today, you can exchange it yourself, otherwise the ghost blade in my hand will not have eyes."
As soon as Bei Tangjin finished speaking, Quan'er in his hand shouted:
"Miss, no, don't worry about me, go back!"
Quan'er said as he bit Bei Tangjin's hand.
"Damn girl, you're looking for death!"
Bei Tangjin felt pain and stabbed the ghost blade in his hand hard.
At this moment, a loud "bang!" shocked everyone.
The ghost blade in Beitangjin's hand had fallen to the ground, and he lowered his head in disbelief, and found that blood was coming out of his arms. He looked up again and said to the smoke-filled one held in Wen Xining's hand.
Black tube.
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