Ouch, this scent? "Pear Blossom Essence suddenly approached Aman and sniffed it vigorously: "It's the fragrance of flowers, but I don't seem to have seen you before." "

The woman in the fiery red dress in front of her has a haughty expression, and the corners of her mouth are always curved in a seemingly invisible way; her delicate and coquettish face is unpredictable.

My heart trembled violently.

"You just want to collect this?" Pear Blossom Jing shifted her eyes to the coffee table as if nothing had happened, and asked the ghost king curiously: "Do you need help?"

The ghost king didn't know how to answer for a while, after knowing that there were so many things behind the ring, he couldn't allow himself to accept the help of pear blossom essence with peace of mind.

But before he could react in time, a limp little hand covered his forehead.

The white light and the green light intertwined, and the wind escaped from the palm of the pear flower essence, blowing away the hair on the side of the ghost king's face.

"It's still so pretty." Li Huajing withdrew her hands, looked at the Ghost King with a smile, and praised sincerely.

"It seems that the strength has increased a lot." Oman's eyes lit up, and the way she looked at Pear Blossom Essence also changed a little: "Unexpectedly, this little fairy is quite capable."

Pear Blossom Essence smiled, but didn't say anything.

She looked at the ghost king intently, and gradually, her eyes were full of nostalgia.

"You..." The ghost king hesitated to speak, he clenched his fists, feeling the strength rising.

"It will be fine in a while." Li Huajing lowered her head and played with her fingers, her voice muffled: "Let me stay longer."

The ghost king looked at her helplessly, with sympathy and apology in his heart, but he couldn't say anything to comfort her.

"It's really complicated." Aman looked at the scene in front of him and said with a smile in his eyes: "I'm sorry I didn't mean to disturb you, but... time is running out."

Hearing this, a complex emotion flashed in Ghost King's eyes.

Pear Blossom Jing took a step back silently, she quietly covered her chest, her expression changed slightly.

However, no one noticed her strangeness.

"If this continues, it will be over soon." The ghost king stood up, the soul on the coffee table was glowing green, making his face a bit weird.

Oman didn't speak, she glanced at the same silent pear blossom essence, then lowered her eyelids, as if lost in thought.

Then, a gust of wind blew around her, and finally the red light disappeared in a flash.

"Does Xu Ziyu know you're here?" Ghost King looked at Pear Blossom Jing, interrupting her thoughts: "Come here so rashly, but it will make people worry."

Even if he recognized Cheng Moxun's body as a goblin, as long as this body is still there, Xu Ziyu can't take it lightly.

Although it is not very clear how the Pear Blossom Essence explained to Xu Ziyu, but he can imagine how strong the surprise was on that face.

"That's right, I should go back." Li Huajing was in a trance, as if she had just realized what the ghost king said.

She turned around and left, but when she was about to reach the door, she stopped suddenly.

The ghost king looked at her back with a puzzled expression.

Li Huajing slowly turned her head back, with a struggling expression on her face: "About this matter between you and Xu Ziyu...do you want to know Cheng Moxun's opinion?"

However, before the ghost king, she had already left.

……

At the same time, Xia Yanchu's expression was full of fear, and she trembled as she looked at the man who raised the pistol in front of her.

How could it be... She panted heavily, feeling that her brain was severely lacking in oxygen.

The man in front of him was dressed as a mercenary with a deep scar on his face.

"Hello!" On the high slope in the distance, there were several men standing, all wearing the same attire as the man with the scar in front of him.

They looked a little impatient, shouting something in an unknown language at the man with the scar.

The man with the scar waved his arm impatiently at them, his expression looked very irritable.

Xia Yanchu looked at this oriental face, and begged in a low voice: "Please, let me go!"

The man with the scar didn't seem to hear her words, but pointed his gun at Xia Yanchu's forehead expressionlessly.

"No, no, no!" Xia Yanchu didn't dare to move. She felt that her nerves were about to burst. She switched to English and said emphatically, "Please! Please!"

"Roar!" The man on the high slope in the distance yelled loudly while waving his hands wildly.

Xia Yanchu's heart almost stopped beating. If she wasn't shot to death, she would be scared to death!

Suddenly, the man with the scar raised his pistol, pointed the muzzle at the sky, and fired twice.

Xia Yanchu was so frightened that she completely lost her strength. She stared with a pale face and almost forgot to breathe.

The men in the distance seemed to be very puzzled by everything in front of them. They walked to this side one after another, talking while walking.

It seems to be wondering if the man with the scar didn't kill himself?
Xia Yanchu saw the man with the scar pass her and walked towards his companions, then chattered a lot of foreign languages, and kept gesticulating with his hands during this period.

"What happened..." Xia Yanchu felt her mind stabilized, she struggled to stand up, looked around, and quickly ran in the opposite direction.

"Hey!" It was obvious that her escaping behavior caught the attention of the mercenaries behind her.

They shouted and chased after Xia Yanchu.

"Don't come here!" Xia Yanchu was terrified in her heart, she ran desperately, but her hands were tied behind her back.

So, after running less than 50 meters, she fell heavily to the ground.

This is a barren desert, but it's a secret location near the oasis.Xia Yanchu's face was buried in the sand, she struggled to lift her face up, and spit out the sand in her mouth: "Bah!"

There were footsteps approaching behind her, and before she could react, she grabbed her hair with one hand and lifted her head up.

Xia Yan grinned her teeth in pain, when did the spoiled rich lady suffer this kind of crime?

She couldn't help the tears falling down.

The person in front of him was the man with the scar just now. At this moment, he showed disgust and raised his hand to slap Xia Yanchu.

Xia Yanchu was stunned by this slap, she stared blankly at the man in front of her.

The man with the scar threw her on the ground, and pulled out a dagger with a shiny blade from his waist.

This look is killing people!

Her heart tightened suddenly, and Xia Yanchu shrank back in panic, but the man stepped on her thigh, causing her to grin her teeth in pain.

With a fierce look in his eyes, the man bent down and grabbed Xia Yanchu's shoulder with one hand; then, in just a short moment, he turned her body over.

Xia Yanchu opened her mouth to shout, but before she could speak, she felt her hands loosen suddenly.

Then the man with the scar seemed to stay away from her too.

She sat up blankly and saw the man with the scar take a few steps back, then waved his hand impatiently: "Go two hundred miles west in this direction, and you can see the town."

"Huh?" Chinese?Xia Yanchu didn't pay attention to Scar Man's words because she was surprised for a moment.

"After you go to the town, find a post to take you out of here." The man with the scar took out a tattered banknote from his waist, crumpled it up and threw it in front of her: "Don't stay, or you will be arrested again." Got it back."

Xia Yanchu was completely stunned, she didn't understand what was going on.

The man with the scar didn't want to pay any attention to her anymore, but turned around decisively and walked towards his partner.

The crumpled ball of banknotes was blown by the slight wind on the ground, and it was about to be blown away.

Xia Yanchu stayed for half a minute, and finally realized what was going on.

Regardless of thinking about the strangeness of this, she pressed down on the banknotes on the ground, grabbed them and ran away.

She was a fast runner and fell down several times in the desert, but would pick herself up and keep running.

Can't die here, can't be caught again!

Some terrifying images appeared in her mind, and she felt a shudder all over her body, and her pace accelerated a lot.

"Oh! You run so fast!" A mercenary smacked the scarred man's chest with his arm: "Just let him go like this?"

The mercenary's accent was a little heavy, but it didn't affect his contempt and ridicule.

The man with the scar didn't say a word. He wiped the pistol, then pointed it at the mercenary's ear, and it was a bang.

"Oh! God!" The mercenary was taken aback. He was eager to fight the scar man, but was pulled away by others.

Looking at the edge of the desert, the figure has turned into a moving black dot.

The man with the scar lowered his head expressionlessly and continued to wipe the pistol.

"Chinese..." The surroundings became quiet, he put the gun away, and murmured, "It's been a long time since I saw you."

If it were someone else, he would have lost his head without hesitation.

Now it is a person from the motherland whom I have not seen for many years, and she is also a soft and weak woman.

Although this woman has nothing to be pitied about...but she kills people almost every day, so it's no big deal to be less bloody.

The man with the scar knew that he was not soft-hearted. If that woman was caught again, he would definitely choose to kill her.

Xia Yanchu didn't know how long she had been running, she felt her throat was on fire, and her body was so exhausted that she almost fainted.

"No." She gritted her teeth and continued walking forward.

The anger in her heart ignited fiercely, and every time she took a step, the hatred in her heart became more intense.

"Cheng Moxun! I must make you feel more painful than this!" Xia Yanchu roared viciously, but this almost exhausted her last bit of strength.

Her eyes went dark and she passed out.

"Tsk tsk!" Ewha Jing, who had already run to the man's office, scratched her hair with a troubled expression on her face.

Xu Ziyu glanced at her angrily, but said nothing.

"I feel numbness in my back." Li Huajing shuddered: "It's not my feeling...it's Cheng Moxun's!"

Hearing this, Xu Ziyu finally turned his eyes seriously.

Pear Blossom Essence didn't look at him, and made her expression brighter.

She seemed to be shaking her neck from side to side as if she couldn't get used to it, as if trying to get rid of that uncomfortable feeling.

"What are you doing?" Xu Ziyu's face was a little gloomy. He watched the movements of the pear flower essence, and his brows and eyes became a lot more irritated.

"Hey, it's not that I'm alarmist." Li Huajing seemed to be troubled by this feeling very uncomfortable. She frowned and looked at Xu Ziyu seriously: "It's not right! It's very wrong! Someone wants to do something to this body."

"Who?" After listening, his eyes immediately became sharp, and Xu Ziyu put away the pen in his hand: "What are you going to do?"

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