Chapter 617: Stealing the column

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"Come on! Bring the doctors and Jun Muyan's men all together!"
"Hey, you thought that I saved a Shen Yicheng, I can't take you anyway?! Don't forget, I still have a lot of hostages in my hands!"
"This time, I have to see, how can you save this monk!!"
Soon, dozens of people were dragged up.
These people are scattered one by one, with a bruised face and a face that is difficult to distinguish.
It can be seen that the clothes worn on them can be recognized. It is Dr. Song and others, as well as the soldiers of the ink camp, and the young man of the Junji Medical Museum.
Palace Qianxue’s eyes are full of crazy hatred.
She didn't even feel the torture of Mu Yan like she just asked Shen Shen.
Instead, he smashed a person directly and cut off his hands with one knife.
Then the blade touched the man's neck and made a harsh laugh. "Jun Muyan, seeing no, these people are still in my hands. Is it their life and death, don't you care?"
"Do you have the heart, look at these innocent people, die for you?"
Mu Yan smiled slightly and said carelessly: "Is it? I really want to see it."
Gong Qianxue suddenly widened his eyes, as if he did not believe that Mu Yan would say this.
"Well, it seems that you really don't see the coffin without tears!!" Gong Qianxue screamed, and at the same time, he fell off his hand and cut off the head of the man in his hand. "Cut me half of the hands and feet."
"Ohh Ohh ohh……"
More than a dozen people who were arrested made a painful embarrassment, but they couldn’t speak without knowing why.
However, Gong Qianxue was completely stunned by anger at this time, and did not notice anything wrong.
Order, a dozen heads fell to the ground.
The face of Gong Qianxue was full of blood, and he smiled and said: "See you, Jun Muyan, these people are all dead for you! If you don't surrender, this palace will kill even the remaining half." These people are all loyal to you, let them die for you, your conscience will go wrong?"
"Oh..." Mu Yan laughed softly. "Miyachiki, your conscience is going too far. How can I not care about it? After all, these people are not loyal to me, but you. How do they say? I used to kill you for the rest of my life. I didn't expect the end of the game to end."
Gong Qianxue suddenly squinted and couldn't set the channel: "What do you say?!"
She suddenly remembered something, and suddenly rushed to the head that had just been cut off by her.
Pull out the messy long hair.
It was not the face of Dr. Song, but her confidant.
"Ah ah ah!! This is impossible! This is impossible!!" Gong Qianxue rushed past and swayed everyone's messy long hair, only to find that none of these people were hostages she thought.
Instead, each one is her confidant, the power she relies on.
But now, these confidants, but she was killed half.
The remaining half, the belly is bulging, the breath is awkward, and the mites can be eaten at any time.
"Jun Muyan, it is you! You made a ghost! What did you do?!"
However, on the observatory opposite, no one cares about her hysterical roar.
The scarred Song and others have been brought over.
It was a cold night behind them.
It was the cold night that Dr. Song was secretly rescued from the Palace Qianxue Palace and stole the column.