Back to the Snow

139 Witness 2
Some men with disheveled hair suddenly burst into laughter, and then looked at Leng Qiu, the head of the criminal justice department who had no expression on his face: "Master Leng, just based on a few words from such a girl, you want to convict me?"

Turning around, he bowed to the emperor sitting on the main seat: "The old minister believes that the emperor has his own lessons!"

The phoenix eyes quietly looked at the few people in the lower ranks, and in the end, their eyes stayed on that touch of snow-white body.

However, he saw that the girl's expression was extremely strange, completely different from the clean and distant look in the past, not like the little white rabbit he saw, but like a little hedgehog, as if ready to stab someone at any time.

Trembling, trembling uncontrollably.

And unspeakable hatred.

Xue Ying looked at the face that was getting closer and closer, and the originally clear eyes flashed with blazing hatred in an instant!

Yes, it is this face!

The face that burned her alive in the sea of ​​fire!

The world suddenly spun, and she seemed to have returned to the sea of ​​flames.

Fire all around, terribly hot, and the sound of sizzling skin, and the smell of roasting meat...

The situation at that time pulled her back so easily.

And this face is right in front of my eyes!
The face of her revenge!
At this moment, he was still laughing so wildly!

In a daze, she saw herself crying in the iron box of the cremation, and saw her bloody fingers from groping for the gap to survive...

Haha!

God help me too!

The sky has eyes, the culprit is right in front of us today!
Wang Jun, I want you to pay for your life!

The trembling little hand touched the waist, and then raised the hand, and there were three more needles between the fingers.

She is a healer, she knows where to kill.

She is a doctor, even if she doesn't know martial arts, she can still play with the flying needle freely in her hands.

Raising her hand, she flew the needle out towards the face that gave her nightmares every night.

"Ying'er!" Whose voice is it?
She couldn't care less, and she didn't know very well.

All she knew was that she wanted the person in front of her to pay with blood.

She saw that person's panic and disbelief for a moment, and then she just watched with a smile as the needle flew towards the three deadly acupuncture points.

(End of this chapter)