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Chapter 512 Sword God's Wife (25)

?The girl named Bi Ling is the real little palace master of Bishui Palace. She was locked in a prison for ten years.

Now she is 15 years old. She has lived under her since she was five years old and has a worry-free life, but she is no different from a canary. Bi Qianqian never lets her meet outsiders.

Apart from her close maid, she doesn't know anyone and has no friends.

She didn't know why Bi Qianqian treated her like this.

"I don't want to be locked up there anymore." She reached out and took the veil down.

The girl who everyone was looking forward to was as beautiful as Bi Qianqian did not appear, and the little palace master was a girl with an ordinary appearance and some incomplete face.

It seems that because she was injured when she was a child, there was a scar on her face, but Bi Ling did not feel inferior. She just wanted to live the life of an ordinary person.

Bi Qianqian looked at her coldly, "Guan? Biling, do you think that is locking you?" She sneered, then looked at Shangguan Rui, "Give me the beads, or I will kill everyone here." She was definitely not joking this time.

Because to activate this bead, the blood and energy of these people must be needed, and only in this way can it be useful!

Shangguan Rui shook his head, "Master Bi Palace, I really don't know why you have to use this bead. You have to kill so many people with it, why do you still have to be so persistent and use it."

However, it was obvious that Bi Qianqian didn't want to talk nonsense to him and called him. Shangguan Rui was very good at light skills, but he was injured by him after not succeeding several times.

She covered her abdomen and spoke, "Do it!" She ordered that all the people from Bishui Palace here began to act, and only saw that some weaker people had been slapped with a knife.

"Ah!" The screams of horror were heard and someone began to fall.

Everyone started to fight with the people of Bishui Palace, and the hall became more and more chaotic.

"I said, Gong Shunan, what are you waiting for?!" Shangguan Rui shouted, and a chuckle came from outside. Gong Shunan walked in and sighed slightly. He began to save people. Gong Shunan was very skilled in martial arts, and these people were no match for him at all.

Dongxia suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and she glanced at the wound on her arm.

Shangguan Rui took the time to look back and saw it and came over immediately, "What's wrong with you?" Dongxia shook her head, "The silver needle used by Bi Qianqian is poisonous." She didn't pay attention when fighting, and the poison would become more and more serious when exercising her skills.

She sat down and planned to use her internal strength to expel poison.

Shangguan Rui took out a bottle from his arms and said, "You eat one first, this one can regulate internal energy." After he said that, he was going to join the battle, and now he really has no time to take care of her.

Take out a pill and put it in your mouth, then close your eyes and start regulating your internal strength.

At this time, a palm appeared on her back. She looked back and saw that it was Bai Yidu. He was healing her wounds, "Thank you."

Bai Yidu's internal strength was not enough. Although she was still a little weak, the remnant poison had been drained. She leaned there to rest, looking at the chaotic hall.

The battle situation was soon divided, and it can be said that both sides suffered losses, but Bishui Palace still had the upper hand, and many righteous people from various sects have been seriously injured.

"Mom, stop." Bi Ling's tears flowed down her face. She looked at the people present and ran towards Bi Qianqian.

Halfway through the way, he was caught. He was a senior disciple of the Qingyang Sect. He grabbed Bi Ling and then pressed his sword against her neck.
Chapter completed!
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