C121 Xiao Xuan Go and Die

Ma Ying's mournful howls shook the air, his face did not have a single bit of color, as he trembled in the corner. Looking at Ma Ying whose body was drenched in blood, she almost fainted on the spot.

As for Xiao Xuan, who was far away on the mountainside, he could not hear Ma Ying's crazed clamor at all. He was carrying the Sniper Rifle and his eyes were red with excitement