Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 22 Exposure
A figure circled behind the carriage, covering most of the moonlight in front of her, and Shi Yueren's familiar voice sounded: "Well, it's me. Are you injured?"

"Fortunately, it's just a minor injury." Jiang Qiongxing stood up, "Fortunately, you're here, I thought I was going to confess to being here tonight."

"No, you did a good job just now." Shi Yueren commented, "If there is only one person, you should be able to escape by yourself."

Not everyone can easily break through the psychological defense of killing people by hand.

Jiang Qiongxing thought of something and turned his head to look.

The woman did not know when she ran away, and she had long since disappeared.

"Don't look, I ran away a long time ago." Shi Yueren put away his sword, dragged the coachman's body to the side of the road, and picked up the whip, "Let's go, let's go back, and you can tell me how you were kidnapped by the way."

"Uh……"

Although he felt very ashamed, Jiang Qiongxing still told his experience in detail.

"Then did you find your baggage?" Shi Yueren asked.

"No..." Jiang Qiongxing sat at the door of the carriage, leaning on his face in frustration, "I still don't know if the loss of the baggage has anything to do with this group of traffickers."

"Have a long memory now?" Shi Yueren snorted, "I said a long time ago that I can't help you, and I can't help you. You deserve what you are doing now."

Jiang Qiongxing curled his lips, it was rare that he didn't refute.

After a while, Shi Yueren said again: "There should be wound medicine in the storage ring your father left you, clean up the wound yourself."

Hearing that his tone had softened, Jiang Qiongxing had some hope, and asked tentatively, "I'm so hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

She took a bite of her dry rations and was robbed to the point that there wasn't even a crumb left. It was miserable.

"You figure out how to do this yourself, and I won't help you." Shi Yueren returned to the iron-blooded ruthlessness in a blink of an eye.

why is it like this……

Jiang Qiongxing wants to cry but has no tears.

There is nothing in the vicinity except the refugees, and the food that can be eaten has been cleaned up by digging three feet. Is it really necessary to let her starve to death?
……

The night is so long.

The woman stumbled and ran in the dark, losing one of her shoes.Her clean and decent clothes were splattered with mud and blood, and the smell of blood lingered on the tip of her nose for a long time, like a shadow of death, reminding her that there was a crisis lurking in the darkness behind her, and she had to keep running forward to survive.

After running for an unknown amount of time, her eyes blurred and she gasped for breath, but she didn't dare to stop. The blood splashed on her body when the coachman died seemed to be still hot. She had been in this business for so long, and it was the first time she met such a terrifying person.

In the blink of an eye, the big-armed coachman was utterly dead.

The next time you see that kid again, be sure to gouge out his eyes!Children from this kind of family dare to abduct them, because they are really afraid that they will not die fast enough!

The resentment towards her collaborators supported her, and she had the strength to continue running forward.

But the moonlight was too dim tonight, suddenly, the woman sprained her foot, tripped over something, and threw herself forward heavily.

It fell like a dog and ate shit.

The woman screamed and struggled to get up, but her body was as heavy as lead, and she couldn't even move it.

But at this time, a faint sigh suddenly sounded from above his head.

She froze, did not dare to raise her head, lying on the ground tremblingly said: "Hero, forgive me, hero, forgive me, I did not abduct that child, and I will take you to find him, please forgive me..."

A hand reached out, grabbed her hair bun, and pulled her up from the ground forcefully.

A faint cold light illuminates the darkness in front of him.

The woman froze for a moment, then slowly raised her head.

The person in front of him was wearing a long gown, carrying a lantern lit with spirit beads. He was thin and long, like a thin piece of paper.

His face was hidden in the shadow behind the lantern, he couldn't see clearly, his voice was cold and oily, like a cold-blooded animal who likes to stay in the dark and damp darkness: "Oh, I thought who it was, it turned out to be you... What, I lost the item I wanted?"

This man, neither human nor ghost, appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the night in the wilderness. He frightened the brave to death, but the woman seemed to see a savior, and she was overjoyed: "My lord! You are finally here!"

The man let go of her hair and said slowly: "Get up and talk."

The woman didn't dare to stand up, but changed from lying down to kneeling, and respectfully told what happened just now.

After listening to the man with the lantern, he said "Oh" indiscriminately: "So, my goods are gone?"

In front of this weird man, the woman did not dare to shirk her responsibility, her forehead was pressed against the ground: "It was a villain's mistake, please give me two more days - no, one day, I will definitely present a new boy!"

"There's no need to worry," the man twisted his white fingertips, and tilted his head, "You just said that a man with a quick shot saved the girl?"

"Yes..." The woman didn't know why he would care about this, na na it should be.

"How fast is that man?"

"In the blink of an eye, that man appeared in front of me," the woman said with lingering fear when she mentioned the scene at that time. "As soon as he appeared, my companion fell to the ground and died. I didn't know how he moved his hand. I only saw a flash of white light..."

"Okay," the man interrupted impatiently, "Did that man say anything else?"

The woman lowered her head and murmured: "I was afraid that he would kill me again, so I didn't dare to wait any longer, and ran away when I saw someone was killed."

The man asked in a low voice: "In your opinion, could he be a cultivator?"

Cultivator?
The woman was stunned, and suddenly seemed to have found a new reason to shirk responsibility, and she said firmly: "I said why is that person so powerful, he must be an immortal cultivator! Yes, the little girl who disguised herself as a man didn't show any surprise when she saw the lamp that the adults rewarded me. I should have been wary at that time! Sigh!"

She knelt on the ground and slapped her thigh straight, with a look of remorse.

The man smiled softly, bent down, and reached out to support the woman's chin.

Feeling the cold touch on her chin, the woman who was exaggerating suddenly froze.

The opponent's strength prevented her from lowering her head, and she could only watch a pale face approaching from behind the lantern, and the suspicious smell of blood hit her face: "Go back, I want you to find those two people."

The woman swallowed her saliva, trembling her lips and said hesitantly: "That's a cultivator, I'm just a mortal, what should I do..."

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on you." The man let go of her chin, and the slender facial features painted on his face drew a smile, "You're really lucky. If they are really the two people I'm looking for, you can earn much more than kidnapping children."

The woman's eyes lit up, her desire for money successfully overwhelmed her fear: "My lord, are you serious?"

"When did I lie to you?" The man straightened up, and his upper body disappeared into the darkness again. "But whether it is those two people or not, I have to see my people to know. You go back first and find them as soon as possible. Don't make me wait too long."

"Yes, yes, don't worry, my lord," the woman said hastily, "I'll go back and find those two, my lord!"

(End of this chapter)