The Deadly Hitwoman: A Lady With Special Abilities

Xia Ji's emotions were finally disturbed in the slightest, and her endurance was almost reaching its limit. What's going on? Why is this happening? It doesn't make sense. Xia Ji felt like she was in a fire, and she was in extreme pain.

Finally, she could no longer bear the intense burning load. She spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell down!

Ling Yue stayed aside to protect her. When he saw her suddenly vomiting blood and falling down, he rushed over to help her up and asked nervously: Xia'er? What's wrong? Is there something wrong?

Xia Ji's eyes were a little hollow, and it took a long time before she slowly recovered.

She was seriously injured.

More importantly, the pain that burned her spiritual core so intensely made her feel in a trance. She was confused for a moment, unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy. She could only feel that her whole body was surrounded by blazing fires. It was about to make her whole body explode!

She held Ling Yue's arm, and after a long time, she slowly exhaled, then vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and her eyes gradually returned to clarity.

Ling Yue nervously supported her, intending to transfer some spiritual power to heal her injuries, but was stopped by Xia Ji: No.

She couldn't bear any spiritual power at all now. Not only would the transitional spiritual power not be of any help to her, but it would also probably aggravate her injuries. She was going crazy and was repelled. Fortunately, she stopped in time. Otherwise, she would probably have exploded and died at this moment!

No, there must be something wrong.

Xia Ji narrowed her eyes and stared deeply at the holy blood bead still hanging in the center of the formation. The blood in the silver needle was still dripping into the holy blood bead. However, as soon as it dropped on the holy blood bead, it would Soon he was completely swallowed by the holy blood.

What's wrong?

Xia Ji frowned. Suddenly, she suddenly took out the silver needle that was constantly dripping blood into the holy blood beads, and said to Ling Yue: Stretch out your hand.

Ling Yue didn't understand what was going on, but he still stretched out his hand, and Xia Ji dripped a few drops of blood into Ling Yue's palm.

Now use your power to turn this blood away. Xia Ji whispered.

Ling Yue did as he was told.

Xia Ji frowned: How do you feel?

Ling Yue shook his head blankly: I don't feel it.

Xia Ji, who was sitting weakly on the ground, suddenly pushed Ling Yue away, stood up suddenly, and reached Han Qingjue in a few steps, and slapped Han Qingjue mercilessly with two slaps. on the face.

Han Qingjue's pale face seemed to have no reaction, and there was a little bloodshot eyes at the corner of his lips.

She raised her eyelids with difficulty to look at Xia Ji, and slightly twitched the corners of her lips.

She wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

From the moment Xia Ji vomited blood and fell to the ground, she knew that her trick was about to be discovered, so now that Xia Ji rushed towards her, she didn't even have the slightest surprise.

In fact, she was so weak now that she couldn't even feel the pain from her slap on her face.

She was really, really tired and could hardly hold on.

You little bitch! How dare you lie to me! Xia Ji's expression was already ferocious. She was far from the gentle and gentle person who always had a smile in her eyes. She bent down and grabbed Han Qing's hand. Jue's wrist, and then his whole body trembled with anger, and his fingers pinched Han Qingjue's right wrist tightly——