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Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves was heard in the yard.

Yinhuan raised her head with difficulty and saw a person sitting on a tall horse.

The man was dressed in black, tall, handsome, and had a cold temperament.

Compared to him, the man she had killed before seemed more like a small fry.

He rode on his horse and slowly approached Yinhuan, "Are you Zhou Junlin's man?"

This person actually knew that this was Zhou Junlin’s secret agent!

Yinhuan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, supported himself with his arms and stood up, raised his eyebrows and curled his lips, smiling provocatively: "Haha, guess."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly "Looking for death", and suddenly tightened the reins with his hands. The horse neighed and raised its front hooves, and was about to step on Yinhuan's chest -

Yinhuan gritted her teeth and leaped backwards. Although she avoided the trampling of the horse's hooves, she had exhausted all her strength and could not move after falling to the ground.

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The man rode over on his horse, looking down at her condescendingly. In his eyes, the silver ring was just an ant.

"Zhou Junlin's people actually care about the lives of the people in Sishui City? How interesting! He should know that this Sishui City was originally used for sacrifice..." He changed the subject and sneered, "Oh, I didn't expect that he really thinks of himself as the master of this troubled times? He is such a softie!" The man said lightly, showing disdain for Zhou Junlin in his words.

He turned his horse around, without even looking at the man on the ground, and rode out through the back door. Several people followed him. From a distance, they heard him lazily say, "Kill him."

"Yes."

Someone came up to Yinhuan, drew the dagger from his waist, grabbed Yinhuan's hair and forced her to raise her head.

The silver ring was lifeless and shattered as if it would be torn apart at any time, and its eyes were so red that they seemed to be dripping with blood.

She grinned, her smile silent and silent.

The dagger was pointed at her neck and stabbed down suddenly...

In a flash, Yinhuan bit the man's wrist fiercely.

"what--"

Following a scream, the man cursed and stabbed down with the dagger...

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"Xiaojiu! Xiaojiu!"

E Jintang's voice came from the gate.

Yinhuan used up his last bit of strength to drag the body out, slowly closed the back door, and sat down against the door panel.

She remembered that when she was young, there was a dog at home. It was originally a stray dog, picked up by her adoptive father to keep her company.

She liked it very much, but later it fell sick and lay in its nest motionless.

One day, it suddenly stood up and went out alone.

She was very happy and wanted to play with it, but was stopped by her adoptive father.

My adoptive father said it was going to die.

She didn't understand it then, but now she does.

She is like that stray dog. After a lifetime of hard work, she finally meets these friends who treat her sincerely.

But now she was going to die, she didn't want them to be sad, and she didn't want them to see her like this...

"Xiaojiu?"

"Where is Yinhuan?" It was Song Lianhe's voice.

"There are arrows here!"

Xuan Mei discovered something and his voice became tense.

"Little Nine!"

E Jintang was obviously nervous, "I'll go find her!"

Yinhuan was leaning back, half of his face was covered in blood, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his vision was gradually blurring.

She was born an orphan, but fortunately she had adoptive parents so she didn't freeze to death on the street.

But she was unfortunate. In order to survive, she became a pawn in the hands of others. Therefore, she was selfish and calculated. As long as she could survive, she would do it at any cost!

The only time she acted according to her heart without any calculation or planning, she lost her life.

But strangely, she didn't regret it.

Not even a little bit.

"Xiaojiu? Xiaojiu!"

Footsteps approach.

It's Jintang...

Yinhuan slowly closed her eyes and saw the puppy from her childhood.

It stood not far away, wagging its tail at her.

She walked over with a smile, raised her hand and touched its head, then followed it, walking towards the sunset, and kept walking...

"Little Nine!"

The door was pushed open suddenly, and E Jintang was stunned when he saw the person sitting there.

Song Lianhe and Xuan Mei heard the sound and ran over.

Outside the back door, Yinhuan was sitting there, his whole body covered in blood and his mouth was bright red.

Right at her feet was the body of a man in black, his throat bitten off...

"Silver ring...Silver ring..."

Song Lianhe's voice was trembling. She tripped over the threshold when she ran over and was supported by Xuan Mei in time.

She came to Yinhuan and immediately checked her breath and pulse. With trembling hands, she took out the needle bag from her bag, opened it and pulled out the silver needle. "Sister Mei, help me hold her up!"

"it is good!"

Xuan Mei held the man, and Song Lianhe inserted one needle into the acupuncture points: Shaoshang and Yinbai. Then, he inserted six more needles in succession.

She had seen this acupuncture method called "Nine Ghost Needles" in the half-volume of miscellaneous books given by the blind old man. Each needle enters the ghost point, and it is said to be able to pull a person back from the gates of hell!

This needle is too dangerous, who dares to test it on the ghost cave? But now Song Lianhe has no other choice.

There were more and more cries and roars all around. The houses across the street burned in a string, with flames shooting into the sky, mixed with the cries of adults and children.

Song Lianhe pulled out all the needles, but the silver ring still did not respond.

"Silver ring? Silver ring..."

Song Lianhe's voice was shaking like a sieve. She wanted to look for some heart pills or something in her bag, but the porcelain bottle rolled away and she picked it up in a panic.

Xuan Mei sniffed Yinhuan's breath and slowly shook his head at her.

"it's useless."

"No, I can still save her, I can..."

Song Lianhe suddenly thought of something and took out another pill from his bag. "This was given to me by a Taoist priest! He said it can save my life at a critical moment!"

She was about to put the silver ring into her mouth without hesitation, but Xuan Mei held her hand.

Xuan Mei gritted her teeth and said word by word despite the difficulty: "She is dead."

He is already dead, so even if Bian Que were still alive, it would be of no use.

"what!!"

E Jintang suddenly roared: "I'm going to kill them all!!"

He rushed into the fire on the opposite side.

"Sister Mei! Go stop him!"

Xuan Mei glanced at her. Song Lianhe looked at Yin Huan's body with red eyes, "You...can't get into any more trouble..."

"……Um."

Xuan Mei immediately chased after him.

Song Lianhe lowered her head, tears streaming down her face.

"I'm sorry... Yinhuan, I'm sorry..."

She was the one who insisted on saving people, but it was Yinhuan who died!

"It's me who should be damned. It's me..."

Song Lianhe held Yinhuan's hands. At this moment, they were no longer just paper people. Each of them was flesh and blood!

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There was the sound of horse hooves behind me.

Song Lianhe's heart trembled and he immediately looked up and saw a man sitting on a tall horse with dozens of men in black behind him.

The man leaned down slightly, narrowing his eyes, "You are... Zhou Cangyan's princess?"

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