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Chapter 45 The blood prince is too seductive 42
The night was extremely dark, and the forest of the dead was filled with killing intent at any time, and the ruthless wind permeated the place, bringing with it a bone-chilling coldness.

Beside Xia Ling is Li He who was lifted up by Youlan Xuedie and flew away. She is not dead yet, she is still alive with that breath hanging on her breath.

"Xia Ling, if we let Li He go, we can deal with you more lightly." A blood hunter girl stared at Li He who was about to run out of fuel, and said to Xia Ling flickeringly.

Li He's body was caught in the air by more than a dozen blue blood butterflies, her whole body drooped slightly, her whole body was flaccid and weak, but she could see the mournful and frightened expression on her face.

Holding the long sword in her hand, Xia Ling looked at the four of them. Although she was cornered at the moment, the aura around her still swore that she was a proud girl.

She didn't pay attention to the nonsense of the female blood hunter on the opposite side. Although she is extremely passive now, she has Li He in her hand, so she is not so passive to a certain extent.

Xia Ling's eyes paused slightly, the moonlight made it as bright as day, she raised her long sword, and placed it directly on Li He's neck.

The four blood hunters on the opposite side obviously took a breath.

"Xia Ling, if you dare to hurt Li He, Wang Xi won't let you go, he won't let you off easily!"

It turned out that the blood hunting girl saw that Xia Ling's death was imminent, and she made a threat immediately, and her deceitful face disappeared instantly.

"is it?"

Xia Ling lowered his eyes, and the long sword drew a shallow non-fatal mark on Li He's neck.

She is desperate now, and she can't implicate Jiuchi and the others anymore.

"Xia Ling, as long as you return Li He to us, we can let you live."

Yang Xiu stared at Xia Ling coldly. He didn't threaten, but negotiated a deal with Xia Ling in a life-for-life way.

Although Li He was about to die, she could hear the words of these people, her brows were provocative, she raised her eyes at an easy angle, and cast a sneering glance at Xia Ling.

Your companion who was born and died in the past is still me in the end.

The deal that Yang Xiu threw out was extremely attractive to the current Xia Ling, and it was really a bright future.

Moreover, although Yang Xiu is a cold person, he handles his own principles very well, and he will definitely keep the promises he has said and made.

Xia Ling pursed her lips, her eyes glanced past Yang Xiu's face, and she looked at the blurred black and green dead wood forest.

Her hearing is very good, because of Fengyuezi, she can hear the fighting sound from the invisible place even here.

A heart was raised again, it was full of worry.

Xia Ling's eyes were drawn back again, and continued to fall on Yang Xiu, his red lips parted slightly, and he also negotiated with Yang Xiu: "You don't need to let me go, just let the three blood races over there."

Yang Xiu's eyes darkened, Xia Ling really betrayed, and even spared his own life to protect those dirty and cruel blood races.

His complexion was a little heavy, his voice was still cold, and his eyes were even more devoid of emotion. He said the words like falling into an ice cellar: "Yes."

After Yang Xiu finished speaking, he gestured to a blood hunter beside him, and the blood hunter quickly backed away, heading towards the fighting battlefield over there.

People on both sides are in such a stalemate, Yang Xiu's side controls more than [-]% of the dominance, and he is not afraid that Xia Ling will backtrack.

If that's the case, they'll kill all the vampires she cares about.

Yang Xiu is conceited.

However, relative strength does not mean absolute strength. In the face of absolute strength, even if he does not admit it, he has to bow his head.

　Well, there are a lot of small footprints~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)