Chapter 1033 Female Shura

On weekdays, when Jun Mohan is by her side, Feng Sujin can be full of strength all over her body.

So at this time Feng Sujin instinctively looked for her Mr. Jiajun, even if he recited his name, he might have strength.

"Mo Han, Mo Han, what should I do? What should I do... I'm so sad, so painful, so painful..."

Maybe Feng Sujin's name of Jun Mohan really worked, as if she had accumulated strength in her body.

She tried to get up on her body.

And then at that moment, she really returned to her body.

But at this moment, Ye Ling still left, and many people in the dark pavilion were killed.

Feng Sujin's eyes were bloodthirsty and reddened. At this moment, her aura was completely outgoing, with the aura of Shura.

Before, she was immersed in the pain of losing Jun Mohan, isolated from everything in the outside world, as if she could not feel any outside breath.

But at this time, she was reactivated by the people in the dark pavilion.

At this moment, she turned her grief into strength and into the breath of killing.

At this moment, Feng Sujin's aura was like Ling Tian.

Many people can feel a cold breath flashing through the air, and the originally sunny sky suddenly turned gloomy, just like Feng Sujin's mood.

Suddenly there was a gloomy cold wind in the air. It was originally the season of late autumn, but it was like a sandstorm, and the wind was blowing.

The wind rolled up the sand on the ground, fascinating the eyes of many people.

Feng Sujin was standing in the center of the storm, looking at everything around her with cold eyes.

She looked up at the direction of the city wall, and the corners of her mouth evoked a bloodthirsty and cold arc.

Just as Feng Sujin's eyes were fixed on their direction, she quickly took out the silver needle and shot with both hands...

Like a goddess scattering flowers from the ground, the silver needles flew towards the city wall.

The musket team that had been swept away by the wind on the city wall could not open their eyes. The dozen or so people at the front were stabbed in the heart by silver needles, and they fell directly from the city wall.

The city wall said whether it was high or not, and whether it was low or low, the voices of the dozen or so people "touched!", and they fell into patties.

Feng Sujin looked at these scenes with indifferent eyes, as if killing people like this was the most normal.

This is the growth of pain, she was in pain and had to kill calmly.

Similarly, such revenge killings use blood to pay homage to some hatred.

The last thing they should do is the person who moved her, no, it's the person of her family's Mr. Jun.

Her husband may really be gone, but she wants to protect his people.

She was so sore that she couldn't think about anything.

But now, she was in extreme pain, and was awakened by the people in the dark pavilion. She decided to take revenge and go to accompany Mo Han after revenge.

He lives, she lives, he dies, she dies.

She must take revenge for her husband, Mr.

Feng Sujin was in the wind, her clothes were rustling, and she had a poignant and beautiful style.

The silver needles in her hands all have silver threads. Feng Sujin's whole body seemed to gather strength again. She took out the silver threads and continued to shoot at the musket team.

Because of the cold wind and stormy weather, the people of the Musket Team couldn't see the specific situation on the ground at all.

Moreover, the people on the ground were trampling and running, completely without direction, very chaotic, they had no idea who was shooting at them.

How suddenly, one by one disappeared.

Feng Sujin was shooting at the fastest speed, killing at the fastest speed.