" 。Upon hearing this, Qiao Jing quickly regained her composure and looked at the man's face. 。At this glance, Qiao Jing was directly amazed by the man's bewitching appearance. 。,Hearing this, Qiao Jing understood. It turned out those people were hunting him. 。The air was filled with the scent of blood. A man, heavily wounded, stumbled under a heavy burden. His wounds bled profusely, his sweat and tears mixing and dripping onto Qiao Jing's... 。,The assassin fell dead before he could even utter a sound.。