Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 220 Critical

In an instant, her body flew forward quickly!

However, after walking for more than ten miles, all the bloodstains disappeared completely!

She stopped, suppressing the anxiety in her heart, and then, a burst of chaotic footsteps rushed out.

When Song Wanzhi turned her head, she saw the figures of those men in black rushing out. They were all wounded and their bodies were still wounded.

When they saw Song Wanzhi, they suddenly felt as if they were all frozen.

And Song Wanzhi never expected to see them here.

These, people from her hometown.

The ferocious beast behind him seemed a little afraid, so he also hesitated behind.

Seeing Song Wanzhi, those people suddenly stepped back a few steps, seemingly unbelievable. Then, horror and fear appeared on their faces, and then their legs softened, and they said to Song Wanzhi : "You, you... you leave now... the third master and the thirteenth master in the Xuefutu Pavilion are here... you..."

They were so trembling that they couldn't even speak.

They respected the girl in front of them to the extreme, but they were also extremely afraid.

Although what they said was messy, Song Wanzhi still grasped their main points very quickly.

Finally, is it still coming?
More than half a year is almost the same.

Song Wanzhi looked gently at the kneeling people below. This was her clan. However, the people she was once proud of came to kill her, while ordinary people still maintained a little respect from the beginning.

So, she said: "Let's go, I understand."

They nodded, and just as they were about to back away, Song Wanzhi stopped them: "Have you ever seen a wounded girl in black?"

Those men in black hurriedly said: "One...a stick of incense passed us by, and left towards the northwest."

Song Wanzhi nodded, and said, "I want to go out, to the southwest corner."

As soon as the voice fell, he suddenly left at a faster speed.

When Song Wanzhi found Lian Xuan, the girl was curled up under a tree, trembling all over.

Song Wanzhi felt a pain in her heart when she saw it, and hurried up, and was about to call her, when Lian Xuan suddenly opened her eyes with a strong killing intent.

"Ah Xuan, it's me." Song Wanzhi gently pressed her shoulder.

Lianxuan trembled, and when she saw that it was Song Wanzhi, she instantly relaxed, and then, closing her eyes, she fell into Song Wanzhi's arms.

Song Wanzhi held her wrist and was shocked!
what happened!

The two internal forces in Lianxuan's body seemed to suddenly go into a riot, and her tendons after serious injuries couldn't bear it at all!

She hastily sent her internal energy inside, but quickly withdrew it!
Adding more strength, Lian Xuan's weak tendons may collapse in an instant!

Now, her life is at stake!
Song Wanzhi picked up Lianxuan on her back, and then quickly ran to the southwest corner.

Only a little faster, a little faster, could save her from the brink of death. She didn't know what happened to her after she left, so she would have such pain.

Outside the deep valley—

The snow seemed to be falling harder.

Countless armored soldiers surrounded the periphery.

One heavy.

Every ten miles is a checkpoint.

The first layer of people guarded there, no more than a dozen people.

But at the seventh level, there are already thousands of people.

But now, Empress Zhaohua was sitting leisurely under the umbrella outside the seventh layer, drinking a cup of hot tea.

Next to him, Xie Heng was still following.

"Mother, if you do this, I'm afraid I won't be able to respond." Xie Heng replied with some difficulty.

He lowered his head, his handsome face was blown by the cold wind, but his posture was still aristocratic.

After Zhaohua put down the tea bowl, he said, "It belongs to our country Chen, why can't we snatch it from that girl?"

Xie Heng said: "If you want to get the relics of the saint, then it's my son who enters the hinterland of the valley, so it's not fair to her."

Empress Zhaohua frowned, and said impatiently: "If you want to succeed, you don't have to pay attention to fairness. You have to know that in this world, there are only winners and losers."

Xie Heng wanted to say something more, but was stopped after being greeted: "Okay, don't say any more. I am doing this for your own good. If you want to gain a foothold and step on those who have other thoughts, you must obtain a stronger Power. Your father is probably... all, you must be strong! Otherwise, you will only lose!"

Xie Heng opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say anything, Zhao Hua said afterwards: "Don't stay here anymore, go to accompany your father."

"...Yes. My son is resigning. My son, there is one more thing I want to say." Xie Heng said again.

Empress Zhaohua asked, "What are you talking about?"

Xie Heng said: "I also ask my mother not to hurt Miss Song."

Empress Zhaohua said coldly: "If she obediently handed over those things, I will naturally not embarrass her."

Xie Heng was silent for a while, and could only back down.

After Xie Heng left, Empress Zhaohua sighed.

After all, this son of hers is still too benevolent for a woman.

She looked into the distance again.

Song Wanzhi, how can you resist these seven doors?
(End of this chapter)