C443 Death Without Rest

The noise in the room was chaotic, one after another, one after another.

When Si Junling finally stopped while carrying her.

Nian Qingci had already been carried to the door by Si Junling.

He looked in the direction of the wall.

Minister Jiang was covered in needles.

The most obvious one pierced straight down from the top of his head.

His eyes were still as wide as saucers