Chapter 425: Master Su is a girl 22

Fell by the side of the 17th woman.
And the other people around the 5th woman all fell to the ground.
Xiao Hong flicked her tail, rolled her body into a curl, and lay on the head of one of the dead people.
Holding his head high and elated, he was probably asking for Su Yan's praise.
It's just that at this moment, Su Yan's attention is completely off Xiao Hong's body.
She just tilted her head and stared at the driver and the person in the rickshaw.
The dagger in his hand was dripping with blood.
Probably it was just too hard, causing blood to splash on her hands.
Probably no one thought that someone would come in at this time.
The people on the rickshaw were also controlled by Zuo Leng when Su Yan killed the people next to him.
Cao Li yelled
"What are you doing? I tell you, I am Cao Li, you dare to move me a bit, and promise that you will not leave Yecheng!"
The Cao family has two sons.
Cao Li, Cao Lu.
Su Yan grasped the dagger, and walked to the controlled Cao Li.
She stabbed the dagger into Cao Li's heart.
He didn't pull it out immediately, but twisted the hilt to let the sharp dagger in his body, spinning, spinning, and spinning.
Cao Li was hurt alive.
There was a big hole in his chest.
It looks terrifying.
He fell on the side of the carriage.
And the others, those doglegs who responded, also died clean.
Suddenly, the grass was instantly overwhelmed by the smell of blood.
Rich enough to make people sick.
Su Jiuci walked to No. 5 and was already dead.
Hate in the eyes, and never look down.
He took off his coat and put it on the woman.
Reached out and made her close her eyes.
There was no ups and downs in Su Jiuci's eyes.
Life and death have been seen too much, even worse than this, I have also seen them.
It's just that the woman's hateful eyes made him willing to give her respect.
"Left Cold"
He speaks
"Boss?"
"Pack up and go back."
"Yes"
On the other side, the number 17 woman lying on the ground had an arrow in her calf and an arrow in her abdomen. Now she only had a breath.
She clenched the hand of the second woman tightly, exhausted her last breath, eyes full of grief
"Qingyue, we just want to go out to see the camellia, you say, how come we are now?"
She finished speaking intermittently, tears streaming from the corner of her eyes.
Finally, he died in the arms of the person named Qingyue.
Qingyue held the corpse and sat there blankly for a long time.
Tears, I can't cry anymore.
Those tears, in that dark day, they all cried dry.
Now, how can she cry?
...
In the afternoon, the dim sunlight.
In a courtyard.
Qin Qingyue was lying on the bed, her wounds being bandaged.
All people left.
Only Su Yan, Su Jiuci, and Qin Qingyue lying on the bed.
The atmosphere is dull and silent.
Su Yan speaks out
"Do you have anything to say?"
Qin Qingyue shook her mind and gradually focused her eyes.
She knew that she was saved this time because of this person.
She walked off the bed and knelt heavily on the ground.
There were three beeps, one more noise than one sound.
When he raised his head, his forehead was already black.
Hoarse voice, with solemnity and gratitude
"I Qin Qingyue, I am willing to go to Tang Taohuo for you in the future!"
Su Yan did not get up to help her.
This is what she should knock, and this is what she should suffer.
However, compared to this, she wanted to know what the jade medal meant.