Chapter 313 Jiangnan: He Xiaodie’s Death
Lin Keqing laughed.
A cultivator has a tough life.
She raised her hand, her fingers sparkling with green light, causing He Xiaodie's wound to heal, but leaving the bullet in her body.
Fingers moved agilely like playing a piano, and the bullet was pulled and collided inside He Xiaodie's body. Even He Xiaodie couldn't bear it anymore.
Her body was severely burned, not only unrecognizable, but also her throat was destroyed, and her screams sounded sharp and unpleasant like those of a dying night owl.
Don't you like to suck blood? I'll let you feel the feeling of being drained of blood
He Xiaodie's whole body was shrouded in a black cloak, and through the black cloth, her gaze was like a poisoned knife, piercing Lin Keqing.
Lin Keqing smiled and said, "Are you very desperate? Do you want to know how Ye Mei died
He Xiaodie's pupils suddenly contracted, and sadness came from within.
Lin Keqing spoke slowly, his voice only appearing in He Xiaodie's sea of knowledge. 'She died a miserable death, shedding all her blood in front of everyone.'
He Xiaodie trembled violently and reached out to grab Lin Keqing.