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Chapter seven hundred and ninety-three: the tyrant pampers the fallen princess 9(2/2)

The young man standing next to him, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, looked at her with shining eyes, suddenly clapped his hands and said:

"This woman is quite beautiful, how about we play with her?"

He touched his chin.

After thinking for a moment.

suggested:

"First shoot all the clothes to pieces, then scrape her skin clean, and finally only a skeleton is left. It's the same old rule, whoever's arrow she dies under is considered the loser, how about that?"

"Okay." The mean man nodded slightly and asked, "What are you betting on?"

The young man thought for a moment and said:

"I recently got a new ink jade screen with carved bamboo or orchid patterns. The material is precious and the craftsmen are top-notch. How about taking it as a bet?"

During their conversation.

It's as if the baby has been identified as something in the bag.

And her life is only worth a black jade screen.

Yingqian couldn't help but chuckle.

The men couldn't help but be stunned.

This was the first time that a prisoner could still laugh when he fell into their hands.

Is this a fool?

Yingqian raised his eyes, looked them over, and raised the corners of his lips again.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, but wanting my life is not that..."

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

Suddenly he moved his hands.

The short sword embedded with green jade was unsheathed.

The bright silver blade passed through the young man's chest and abdomen.

Blood gushes out.

He screamed, rolled off his horse, fell to the ground, twitched twice, and lost his breath.

Only then did the others come to their senses.

However, Yingqian had already run into the dense forest at this time.

"That bitch ran away!"

"Get her quickly!"

The riding whip swung down heavily.

Arrows fell like dense rain.

Yingqian kept changing positions, but was still overwhelmed.

The arrow flew past her shoulder, leaving a bright blood trail.

She paused in her steps.

When I tried to run away again, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my calf.

Yingqian fell heavily to the ground.

The mean man took the opportunity to catch up. He laughed evilly, raised his sword high, and stabbed Ying Qian in the neck, roaring:
Chapter completed!
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