Just when the ghost slave was about to end Su Xiaojin's life.

Yang Qingqing held on with the last bit of strength: "Hands, fingers..."

The ghost slave looked at Yang Qingqing and said: "The transaction can continue."

Yang Qingqing: "The fingers...are, are..."

"In my belly..."

"Come and get it."

The ghost slave was slightly surprised, "I use my body as a container, no wonder I can't feel my fingers."

"But if you do this, you will die."

Yang Qingqing: "Let, let her go..."

The ghost slave glanced at Su Xiaojin, who was still struggling, and then nodded: "Okay."

The corners of Yang Qingqing's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes fell on Su Xiaojin.

"I wish..."

"Build the Great Wall with bones in exchange for the lights of thousands of families..."

"Pour your blood on my soil in exchange for the mountains and rivers remaining the same..."

"I would like to spend my life..."

"Pfft!" The ghost slave's hand penetrated directly into Yang Qingqing's stomach.

Yang Qingqing's body began to twitch.

But she is still so stubborn.

"I wish, I wish to spend my whole life, keep, keep..."

Ghost slave: "Where are your fingers?"

"You lied to me!"

"Guarding the prosperous Great Xia!"

The blood in Yang Qingqing's body suddenly turned black.

When the ghost slave wanted to take his hand out, he found that the black blood was wrapped around his hand like a spider web!

Ghost slave: "Get away!"

Yang Qingqing raised the corner of his mouth.

"go to hell!"

"boom!!!"

There was a loud noise.

Yang Qingqing's body, together with the ghost slave's hand, exploded into a cloud of blood!

"Master Ghost!"

"Master Ghost!"

Void and Corpsemaker exclaimed.

The ghost slave staggered back.

He looked at his right hand that had been blown off, and anger gathered in his heart.

At this moment, Vukong suddenly said: "Sir, Yan Yibing is here!"

The ghost slave gasped, "He is no match for me."

Void: "I know."

"..."

The ghost slave straightened up and squeezed out one word through his teeth.

"Walk!"

"Hoo~" A gust of night wind blew by.

The three deacons of the Illuminati disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a mess and tragedy.

A few seconds later.

Yan Yibing finally arrived.

"..."

He was stunned on the spot.

He came late.

"..."

"Yang Qingqing..."

…

Under the cover of the singer's [Devil May Cry], the battle in the Conspiracy did not affect the outside world.

The outside world was not aware of the situation in the conspiracy.

Under the night, the city was operating as usual.

A young mother is singing a lullaby to her baby.

The elderly father was watching TV in the living room, waiting for his daughter who worked late at night to come home.

Young man, stay up late and read at night.

Pedestrians, look up at the stars.

The streets are bright and bustling.

In the alley, cooking white porridge.

…

Yan Yibing took out a healing magic item and gave it to Su Xiaojin.

Then make a phone call.

"Du...du...du..."

"Captain Yan, how is the situation?"

"..."

"Report."

"Squad 3206..."

"Everyone sacrifices..."

"..."

"please confirm."

"confirm."

"Please confirm again."

"confirm."

As the lanterns first came on, drizzle fell, and the street lights gradually became blurred.

The shadow of the moon is hazy, and the hustle and bustle of the city gradually subsides, leaving only a desolate temperature.

The picture remains still until the rain wets my eyes...

After a long silence.

The person on the phone couldn't help but swallow more.

"receive……"

"Did an informal member of 3206 named Su Xiaojin also die?"

"No."

"Captain Yang has reported to the headquarters before that if anything happens to him, I hope Su Xiaojin will be transferred to your 3033."

"This is Captain Yang's only long-cherished wish."

Yan Yibing looked at Su Xiaojin who had passed out.

"Okay, I will take her back."

"Please also ask Captain Yang to collect clues from the scene first and wait for the logistics team."

"..."
Chapter completed!