Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

The cold wind blew, and the boy's body was like duckweed in the rain.

Walking at the gate of Wei's house, Wei Zian staggered, as if he would fall in half in the next moment, a large amount of blood was dragged behind him, and the blood spread all the way to his feet.

Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer.

It's not that he didn't want to go home, but he didn't dare.

Judging from the information obtained today, the stepmother has to guard against, and besides, there is still the hidden danger of Wei Hu.

If they show their sharp fangs at this time, they can only be fish at the mercy of others.

"Why did this man get blood all over the place? Could it be that he killed someone?"

"I'm not sure, do you want to report to the police?"

"Look at his hands, bloody and bloody..."

"Being beaten."

The discussions around him seemed like sharp thorns, piercing into Wei Zian's body fiercely.

With his head down, Wei Zian dragged his heavy body silently, his face was covered by his messy hair.

Phantoms began to appear in front of my eyes, and flying insects dangled around.

Consciousness began to blur.

Wei Zi'an shook his heavy head vigorously, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Wei Jincheng, who had taken the Explosive Blood Pill, was not that easy to deal with, and the difference in realm between the two was not very big.

At the critical moment, Wei Zian extracted today's aura.

The already overwhelmed body couldn't sustain such a majestic aura at all. If Wei Zi'an hadn't released the aura in the first place, his body would have been bursting.

It was a risky move, but fortunately, he won the bet.

boom.

Suddenly, Wei Zi'an became unstable and fell to the ground.

The black shadows in front of my eyes were blurred, and figures were rushing back and forth like a tide, but no one came forward to check on the boy who fell on the ground.

Even though he is already familiar with the sinister and coldness of the world, he still wants to buy this time, looking forward to the sunshine.

The door of Wei's house.

Several ferocious strong men chased out with livid faces.

"Do you know where Wei Zi'an has gone?"

Wei Hu grabbed Xiao Si's shirt by the door and asked viciously.

"Who, who is Wei Zi'an?"

"It's the one that came out just now!"

"Go there!"

Xiao Si stretched out his hand and pointed, Wei Hu looked towards him, and there was a large pool of blood on the ground.

"Separate to chase!"

"why?"

"Today I want Wei Zi'an to die, if he cheats..."

Several strong men spread out in groups of twos and threes, while Wei Hu chased after the blood on the ground.

Unexpectedly, his elder brother was actually killed by Wei Zi'an.

Thinking of this, Wei Hu's heart was burning like a fire, and his whole body was filled with overwhelming anger.

"Wei Zian, I want you to die!!!"

……

Gele ~ Gele ~
The crowd dispersed, and a luxurious carriage came from outside the city. The horse's hooves moved forward slowly, with a beep in its nose and a breath of white air, and it stopped in front of the young man on the ground.

"Miss, there seems to be someone."

The girl in blue clothes opened the door curtain and glanced at it and said.

"Get him out of the way."

"Looks like he's passed out."

"Report to the officer."

"……and many more."

For some reason, Murong Ya suddenly couldn't bear it, "Send him to the hospital."

"Pull the carriage?" Qing'er hesitated, "But..."

"Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." Murong Ya said calmly, "Bring him up."

"Uh-huh."

Qing'er responded, got out of the car and lifted Wei Zi'an's body effortlessly.

Even though she is a little girl, it is hard to imagine that she has such great strength.

Suddenly, a cold feeling appeared on his neck.

Qing'er trembled all over, and heard whispers in his ear: "Take me to a safe place..."

Before he could finish speaking, the dagger fell to the ground with a bang.

"..."

You still want to threaten me like this?
Qing'er shook her head, and suddenly looked at the face under the messy hair.

"This……"

Seeing this face, Qing'er wanted to throw Wei Zian down again.

It's this bastard who ruined the lady's painting!

It also made the young lady lose her mind for the past few days, damn it!

"Qing'er, come up quickly, you have to go home for dinner."

"Oh."

Qing'er reluctantly agreed, and carried Wei Zi'an into the carriage.

Wei Zi'an, who was unconscious, dropped his hands weakly, just in a clever position.

Sure enough, he is not a good person.

Some angry Qing'er's face changed from green to red.

"Put him in the car and help drive."

"Miss?!"

Qing'er's whole body trembled, as if struck by lightning.

Opening the door curtain, Qing'er walked in with some grievances.

"Why are your shoulders red?"

Seeing Qing'er coming in, Murong Ya was startled.

"Ok?"

Qing'er casually threw Wei Zi'an on the ground, rubbed his shoulders carelessly and said, "I don't know."

"Why is he..."

Turning her head to see, Murong Ya was holding a handkerchief, covering her vermilion lips lightly, with a little surprise on her face.

Wei Zian's hair was loosened, revealing a pale yet handsome face.

His hands were hanging limply on the ground, and the deep bloodstains on them were shocking.

"ah."

Murong Ya's expression changed, "Qing'er, stop the bleeding quickly."

"...don't I have to go out?"

Thinking of this, Qing'er felt even more aggrieved.

In the heart of the young lady, am I not as good as a person who has only met once?

"Hurry up." Murong Ya frowned, "Forget it, I don't need you."

Biting her red lips lightly, Murong Ya pressed her hand on Wei Zian's forehead, a wave of pure energy swayed, Wei Zian's face turned slightly rosy.

"Miss!"

Qing'er pushed Murong Yade the beast away dissatisfied, "Do you know what you are doing?"

hum~
A clear and ethereal voice, like the flow of a frozen river that melted in early spring.

Murong Ya's face was pale, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, evoking a faint smile.

A drop of blood exuding a strong breath of life fell from Murong Yade's fingers, and just landed on Wei Zi'an's dry lips.

The hands that exposed the bones began to heal immediately, Wei Zian's forehead was dripping with sweat, and his whole body was twitching slightly.

"Miss?!"

Qing'er took a step back, her pupils contracted, and her slightly opened lips could hold an apple.

"go home."

Murong Ya leaned against the corner, with a happy smile on her face, but there was an unconcealable tiredness between her brows and eyes.

"Hey."

Qing'er closed the door curtain, gave instructions to the outside, turned her head, turned her back to Murong Ya and said nothing.

"Do not be angry."

Her arm was shaken slightly, Qing'er turned her head, looked at Murong Ya solemnly: "Miss, you will have to be scolded again when you go back."

"I can't do this kind of thing anymore."

"Don't worry." Murong Ya looked at Wei Zi'an on the ground, "I just think he is very familiar."

The carriage stepped on the road, and the forward speed was a little slower.

"Brother Hu, the blood will disappear here..."

Wei Hu's face changed, "Go and ask, have they ever seen who saved Wei Zian's dog's life!"

After a while, several big men sighed, "No, they all said they haven't seen it before."

"Really……"

Wei Hu lowered his body and picked up the dagger on the ground, with a trace of blood still on it.

"Find it for me, he can't go far."