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1593. Who and the Battle 【12】

Zhui Bing turned to look at the profile of the egret. This face was so familiar.

This person is also so familiar.

Can……

She could no longer fight side by side with this familiar person.

"Egret, please leave here. Hurry up..." Zhui Bing gritted his teeth and pushed away Egret who was supporting him.

"ah……"

Zhui Bing had just finished speaking when a heartbreaking voice suddenly came from the Blood Lord Hall.

"This is..." Bailu narrowed his eyes and suddenly flashed towards the Blood Lord Hall like a gust of wind, "It's Xiao Yin!"

Not paying much attention to it, Egret stepped on the broken door and walked into the Blood Lord Hall.

It was dark inside the Blood Lord Hall. Although the door had been smashed open by Zhui Bing, the sunlight outside the Blood Lord Hall seemed to be unable to shine in.

Zhui Bing, Jian Jian and others also walked in. Xiao Yu held Xiao Jin's arms in the darkness, opened her light red eyes and curled her lips and said: "It's so gloomy here, I don't like it here."

"I don't like it either." Xiao Jin suddenly became serious and wrinkled his beautiful eyebrows.

Egret waved her hand, and a golden light burst out from her hand and floated in the sky.

The golden light illuminated the entire Blood Lord Hall. When Egret narrowed his eyes, what he saw was a mess and a pool of blood.

The silver dragon was tied up with chains, and the snow-white robe on his body had been dyed red by blood. He fell in a pool of blood, twisting and turning.

The entire face was grimacing in pain, and the silver dragon would open its mouth and roar in pain from time to time.

The egret stared blankly at the silver dragon, its silver eyes seeming to emit a hint of coldness.

Turning to look at Zhui Bing, Egret narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "What's going on?"

Zhui Bing lowered his head and smiled bitterly, "Half a year ago, Xiao Yin suddenly got the news that his parents were in the hands of people from the Feng clan."

"The Feng Clan sent two super powerful people to escort the sleeping former Dragon King. Long Hou later gave Xiaoyin a pill and said: If you want your parents' lives, take this pill." Zhui Bing felt distressed.

Looking at the silver dragon with tears in her eyes, she slowly closed her eyes and buried all the pain deep in her heart.

Egret: "Did Xiaoyin eat it?"

Zhui Bing nodded, she opened her eyes and looked at Bai Lu, grabbed Bai Lu's hand, and became a little excited, "Bai Lu, do you know what kind of pill that is? That is the soul-breaking pill, and people from the Phoenix tribe want to use it.

This controls Xiaoyin's mind."

"Although he took the Soul-Breaking Pill, Xiaoyin asked me to tie him up with iron chains in order not to be taken advantage of by the people of the Phoenix Clan. But... he cannot be controlled by the Feng Clan. If he wants to live peacefully, he can only go

kill!"

"Enjoy the pleasure of blood, otherwise, he will always be in pain and self-mutilation..."

Zhui Bing loosened his grip on Egret's hands little by little, and slid off Egret's hands inch by inch.

Lowering his eyes, Zhui Bing collapsed on the ground helplessly, "I really have no choice. Xiao Yin is like this. One day, he will either kill himself or kill us and destroy the Dragon Clan!"

Zhui Bing looked up at the egret and roared.

She had had enough. For the past six months, she had seen Xiao Yin in so much pain but could do nothing...
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