Chapter 1811
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Looking up, she saw that her palm was covered in thick, bright red blood … The pungent smell of blood brought her back to herself.
"You …" Zuo Qingyu stared at Feng Wu in disbelief. "You hit me?"
Zuo Qingyu had never been hit like this before, and she still hadn't come back to her senses.
However —
Feng Wu didn't look at her at all. In fact, Feng Wu completely ignored her.
To Feng Wu, Qiuling was the most important person now.
This was the girl who had taken care of her since she was young, taking care of her meticulously and meticulously.
"Miss —" Seeing her face, Qiuling forced a smile onto her pale face. "Miss … I'm finally able to see you again before I die …"
Feng Wu glared at her. "What nonsense are you talking about? Who would dare kill you when I'm here? Weren't you very brave just then? You won't even say a word about your daughter? "
Qiuling had been very calm at first, but the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. All of a sudden, she burst into tears.
"Miss … sob … Miss, Qiuling is actually very scared …"
Feng Wu patted her on the head. "Alright, alright. I'll talk to you later, you blockhead, and I'll avenge you!"
Putting Qiuling down, Feng Wu slowly rose to her feet.
As soon as she stood up, the gentleness she had shown Qiuling was gone, replaced by a murderous rage!
Turning around, Feng Wu stared at Zuo Qingyu with her cold, murderous eyes.
Meanwhile, Zuo Qingyu …
She was staring at her left hand in a daze, while her other hand was covering a bowl-sized wound.
The wound on the back of her head was so big that no matter how hard she covered it, blood kept gushing out.
Jun Wuxia had retreated behind Zuo Qingyu some time ago.
She could see Zuo Qingyu's back from where she was standing. Meanwhile —
Zuo Qingyu's entire back was soaked in blood.
Crimson liquid flowed down the back of her head, staining her clothes, and dripping to the ground.
Very quickly, her feet extended backward, and there was an obvious puddle of blood, and the blood was still spreading outwards.
There was a limit to a person's blood. How could he withstand such a loss?
Staring at Zuo Qingyu's huge wound, Jun Wuxia somehow began to panic …
She had a very bad premonition …
She subconsciously took a few steps back, and then she quietly took a few steps back again and again …
Jun Wuxia stepped back in silence, while Feng Wu stepped forward and stopped in front of Zuo Qingyu.
"Feng Wu, how dare you hurt me? How dare you?!" Zuo Qingyu was furious. She glared at Su Luo and enunciated each word. "Feng Wu!
Feng Wu smiled at Zuo Qingyu. "I hurt you. What do you think?" Zuo Qingyu was stunned.
"You —"
Before Zuo Qingyu could say another word, Feng Wu raised her arm, and a murderous aura shot out from her palm.
Bang!
He slapped Zuo Qingyu hard in the face!
"Ahhh —"
The slap sent Zuo Qingyu flying!
There was a loud bang.
Her body slammed into the pillar and bounced back.
The wound, which was already big to begin with, bled even more.
"I'm not just going to hurt you. I'm going to kill you!" Feng Wu glared at Zuo Qingyu with a murderous look in her eyes!
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