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Each eye has four barbs. When the entire capture is completely closed, all barbs will be embedded in the human flesh and body. This pain is no less than that of Lingchi's death and is unbearable. Under such severe pain, Long Xiaoqi's screams like a pig killing sound, which he really couldn't stand.

When the six ninjas saw Long Xiaoqi trapped, they immediately drew their swords and rushed over, trying to stab him to death on the spot. This was an unavoidable situation. At this moment, Long Xiaoqi was so painful that he could not even move his fingers. He could not resist and completely lost his ability to fight. These blood ninjas are indeed powerful. Even if he killed three, he could not stop the fate of death.

These blood ninjas are not strong people, and they can only be slaughtered by Long Xiaoqi when fighting alone. But once they are united, even the strong people will be killed.

"Well... you want to kill my husband. Have you ever asked me what I mean?" Zhao Ying's voice suddenly came, accompanied by a strong smell of alcohol.

She didn't leave at all, she went to find wine to drink. In a short period of time, Zhao Ying didn't know how much wine she drank. A normal person had already fallen down after drinking so much, but after she drank so much, she had nothing to do, and her eyes became brighter.

At this moment, Zhao Ying came back. It was not her return, but the former strong man came back!

"Who asked you to come back!" Long Xiaoqi roared in a desperate pain.

"Well... my husband is here, I won't go anywhere." Zhao Ying held the bottle, raised her head and took a sip of the white wine.

A Xueren squinted his eyes, stared at Zhao Ying's exposed throat, and rushed over like lightning to pull his sword and cut it horizontally.

Zhao Ying, who was drinking, suddenly rotated her body to avoid the blade, and then stuck to the other person's body. She raised her left elbow and easily and gracefully hit the other person's temple.

"Bang!"

Xue Ren fell down straight, his nose, eyes, mouth, ears, and blood flowed outward at the same time, and he died instantly.

It was so easy. Zhao Ying killed a blood ninja like pinching a grape and throwing it into her mouth, chewing and eating it. This is the strength of a level strongman, this is Zhao Ying's strength.

Seeing this scene, Murakami's pupils shrank violently. Of course, he knew that Zhao Ying was a level-strong man, but the report said it clearly that this woman was seriously injured and pregnant. Her strength had long dropped to the level of the strong, and she was even worse than the strong man. But what he saw just now was clearly the strength of the level-strong man, and there would be no mistakes.

Facing the strong men at the level, let alone these people, even if they have twice as many, they will all die here!

"Well... I just said that you want to die, we mother and I will accompany you." Zhao Ying slowly put down the wine bottle and smiled at Long Xiaoqi: "You can die for us mother and I, why can't we die with you? The husband and wife are the same fate. The roots are not the same forest bird, haha..."

The laughter fell to the ground, Zhao Ying threw the bottle out, picked up a knife and rushed over.

"puff!"

Before she could see how she moved, a Xue Ninja's neck was cut off most of the time, and she turned around and fell to the ground.

"Kill her!" Murakami ordered.

The remaining blood ninja rushed up immediately, swinging the knife while sprinkling hidden weapons at Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying was extremely relaxed. Although she had a big belly, her movements were so agile that it made people feel heartbroken. She was able to move easily among the sword light and hidden weapons. When she started with her hands, the sword would inevitably fall; if the sword would fall, it would inevitably be fatal.

In a short time, Zhao Ying killed four more people.

The last three were left of Xueren. Murakami and two Xueren stared at Zhao Ying with great caution. Watching her slashing the capture that trapped Long Xiaoqi, one barb at a barb, and then let Long Xiaoqi regain freedom.

Long Xiaoqi, who was like a bloody man, could hardly stand, and he was supported by Zhao Ying.

"Well... I can't die, it's just a flesh-and-hearted injury." Zhao Ying said to Long Xiaoqi with a smile: "You, when will it be more worry-free and when will it not need my protection? Haha... Don't feel uncomfortable. What they are telling the truth is that they have always been a delicate girl to protect you, a big man, haha..."

Zhao Ying was really relaxed. She was joking with Long Xiaoqi. This joke was nothing to Long Xiaoqi. From the beginning to now, he has been used to Zhao Ying's protection. Who asked herself to marry a strong man as her wife? Since she got married, she had to be aware of the blow. This is like a normal society where men and women get married, women earn more than men, and they have to be aware. If they don't even have this little awareness, how can they live?

A man’s self-esteem is very important, but it is different from Long Xiaoqi and Zhao Ying, because when Long Xiaoqi kneels down and sings conquest, he has given his dignity to the other party.

Do men and women in love need to worry about self-esteem when they are together? They need to, and at least they don’t need self-esteem when it comes to things between two people! If you care too much about your own dignity, you will definitely get hurt to each other.

"Well... do you want to fight again?" Zhao Ying held Long Xiaoqi and said to Murakami with a smile: "I won't kill you because I need you to bring a message to Gui Hanzo and tell him..."

As soon as he said halfway through Zhao Ying's face showed a painful expression. She held her bulging belly tightly with her left hand and bent her knees. Her stomach hurt, so painful that she couldn't even have the power to speak.

Seeing Zhao Ying's sudden situation, Murakami rushed over like a hungry wolf and stabbed Zhao Ying in the neck with a knife. This is an opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that he could not miss.

An arm crossed, blocked Zhao Ying's neck, and faced Murakami's knife.

"laugh!"

The sharp blade pierced his arm, and Murakami saw Long Xiaoqi's eyes like dragons. He clearly felt the power coming from the other party's arm, and was clamping his knife bit by bit.

Long Xiaoqi stretched out his arm to block the fatal knife. He was unable to stand firmly and hugged Zhao Ying tightly, like the other party's patron saint.

"drink!!!"

Long Xiaoqi shouted loudly and used his arm to snatch Murakami's knife. At this moment, he was exploded, exerting all his strength in his body.

Losing the knife, Murakami immediately kicked Zhao Ying in the waist and abdomen.

"ah!!!"

Zhao Ying let out a miserable scream, and after hitting the wall, she sat there limply. Her face was filled with pain that she had never experienced before, and her hands trembled and protected her bulging abdomen.

"kill!"

The three Murakami rushed towards Zhao Ying with their swords. They must kill this level of power as soon as possible and not throw them away to recover.

Long Xiaoqi turned around and rushed towards Zhao Ying, protecting his wife tightly with his body.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Several knives stabbed Long Xiaoqi's body at the same time.

Blood flowed down from his mouth and dripped sparsely on Zhao Ying's head. His arms were still protecting his wife tightly, with firm eyes, but warm inside his pupils that could almost melt people.

"Wife..." Long Xiaoqi put his chin on Zhao Ying's head and smiled: "Who said...I can't...protect you? Hahaha..."

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Xue Ren pulled out the knife and stabbed it into Long Xiaoqi's body.

Long Xiaoqi did not react at all, but just hugged his wife and the child in a fixed position.

"No! Xiaoqi! Wuwuwuwu... Xiaoqi!!!"

Zhao Ying cried in despair. This was her...the first time she cried!
Chapter completed!