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Chapter 380 Escape
Some suffered limbs and limbs, and some had their intestines leaked out.

Some are cut off at the waist, and some are separated from the neck and body...

Looking at the terrifying scene outside, with rivers of blood flowing and corpses all over the ground, Xia Qiqi's scalp went numb and her heart trembled with fear.

God!

too horrible!
Although, Xia Qiqi had seen such a fierce and miserable scene before.

When he saw He Jingmo for the first time, He Jingmo was wrestling with a dozen men in black.

It's just that she will never forget the scene at that time.

But I never thought that such a horrible thing would happen again!

Frightened in her heart, Xia Qiqi swallowed hard first, suppressing her panic, and then quietly looked at the situation outside.

Although the situation outside was dire, Xia Qiqi could tell that these black-clothed killers were obviously no match.

Although it is said that these black-clothed killers are all highly skilled in martial arts, the guards of the Seventh Prince's Mansion are not vegetarians either.

One must know that the guards of the Seventh Prince's Mansion have all been carefully selected, and with He Jingmo's personal teaching in the past, each of them is a master of martial arts.

Coupled with the fact that there are so many guards in the Seventh Prince's Mansion, these dozens of black-clothed killers can live against it! ?
Seeing those black-clothed killers gradually losing ground, he imagined that they would all be subdued in a short while.

Seeing this, Xia Qiqi's originally high heart finally fell down.

Since He Jingmo is fine, it's time for her to leave.

Otherwise, if you don't escape now, when will you wait! ?
Thinking of this, Xia Qiqi turned around quickly, jumped out towards the open carved window, and fled...

……

At the same time, outside Yangxin Pavilion——

Looking at the men in black who were subdued by the guards in front of him, He Jingmo who was standing at the door of the Yangxin Pavilion just pursed his thin lips lightly.

Then, the thin lips parted slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"Who the hell sent you to assassinate this king!?"

He Jingmo spoke, his voice was soft, but the sharpness and coldness in his tone, like a sharp blade, made people shudder!

When hearing He Jingmo's words, the hearts of the men in black who were subdued by the guards couldn't help but shake.

The man in front of him was only wrapped in thin black obscene clothes, with black hair like water and a stern face.

It was already late at night, and the man stood there quietly, with a domineering look on his face.

The awe-inspiring cold air emanating from his body was like a sharp sword just out of its sheath, which made people feel awe and fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Compared to the frightened man in black, He Jingmo's deep and sharp gaze just quietly fell on them.

Seeing these men in black, they heard what they said, but they didn't speak.

Seeing this, Hejing Mo's thin lips pursed, and his face became more and more gloomy.

Seeing this, Ye Xing at the side immediately stepped forward and said respectfully to He Jingmo.

"My lord, let your subordinates deal with these people! No matter how tough these people are, they can't be tougher than the water-like instruments of torture in the dungeon!"

Ye Xing opened his mouth and lowered his head.

It's not that he said that there are all kinds of instruments of torture in the dungeons of their Seven Princes' Mansion, there are too many to count.

No matter how hard these men in black talk, he still doesn't believe that he can't cure them!
Just as Ye Xing opened his mouth, but before Ye Xing could think about other things in his mind, he saw that the men in black who were subdued by the guards first looked at each other and met each other's understanding eyes, and then, more They all bit their cheeks tightly.

(End of this chapter)