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Chapter 472 Does the gentleman's sword have its meaning?(2/2)

And at this moment, it is in the mountains and forests.

Suddenly, Xiao Dixiao collapsed weakly into the bushes. At some point, someone cut him off again on his right leg. The newer wounds and blood flowed out again made Xiao Dixiao's face extremely pale.

"Damn, these guys are really lingering."

Suddenly, he laughed and cursed and coughed out a pool of blood, and the iron rod stained with blood in his hand was inserted into the mud.

Half of his body leaned against the roots of the dead tree, and suddenly he laughed and felt that his eyes began to blur.

The pain had already swept through his whole body, and his mind had long lost other consciousness. All he thought about in his mind was to escape from the clutches of those people.

It is this perseverance that supports him to escape into this forest.

But no matter how desperately he tried to escape from the clutches of those people, what he faced in the end was still these people who were unyieldingly chasing them.

The subordinates of Jinshi who were beside him had already died in the siege of the past few days.

As for the Jinyiwei who was with them, he broke off contact with them during the siege of the Jinshi during the past few days, and his whereabouts are now unknown.

No one knows whether it is life or death, but looking at the current situation, I suddenly laughed at the current situation.

It seems that his danger is greater, right?

"It's really a pity. Damn, I haven't gone to fight that guy Qi Wuhen enough. Cough cough, but now I'm being chased by these ghosts. Damn, it's so fucking loss."

Suddenly he smiled and swallowed the blood in his mouth. He gritted his teeth and veins all over his body. He had been struggling for a long time before he stood up through the iron stick in his hand.

"Don't you, even if I die, I will take you guys away before you die."

Suddenly, his hair was scattered, and he couldn't see clearly what his face and expression was now, but he could vaguely observe it through his eyes.

This guy has long since disappeared in his eyes.

In addition to being relieved, this guy's eyes were full, but all of them were determined.

It seems that he really made the decision to fight those guys to death?

But no one knew it. Suddenly, who was the ghost thing he kept muttering?
Chapter completed!
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