Fast Crossing: Assassination of the Male Protagonist

Chapter 10 Princess Daduan 10
He ran into a dead end in a panic, and now he was really doomed!

Feng Xi looked at the wall several people high, sighed, gasped for breath.

The heart in the chest is about to jump out, this extreme exercise is really fatal.

The sky was pitch black, without even a single star, it was really a bit of an atmosphere of dark nights and high winds killing people and causing trouble!

The two drunks caught up, panting and cursing, "Run! Keep running!"

Feng Xi: "There is no way."

Drunkard No. [-] laughed: "You can run away from the Dragon King, but you can't run away from the temple. Sooner or later, you little lady will fall into the hands of your grandfather and me!"

Feng Xi: "My grandfather died a long time ago."

Drunkard No. [-] choked, and Drunkard No. [-] rolled up his sleeves, "Damn it! Don't talk nonsense with her, come on!"

Seeing them rushing over, Feng Xi quickly shouted: "Wait a minute!"

The two drunkards froze.

Feng Xi continued: "Look at this day, the moon is dark and the wind is high..."

"Killing night."

A low and hoarse male voice sounded.

The words fell.The wind was so strong that the leaves fluttered down.

The temperature at night suddenly dropped, and a heavy rain was coming.

The two drunkards were taken aback, "Who? Who was it just now?"

They lit the torches in their hands and looked up, but they didn't see anyone else.

"What are you pretending to be?"

Feng Xi took off the hairpin and messed up his hair. The wind blew his hair wildly, and the dark alley became a bit silent and gloomy.

"Who is a ghost? Who is a god?"

Suddenly there was a high-pitched, high-pitched voice, followed by sinister laughter, one after another.

In the dark night with strong winds, it was very strange.

The fire in the drunkard's hand was blown out by the wind, Feng Xi continued to walk forward with a smile, the laughter changed from sharp to high-pitched, and filled with resentment and resentment, "Men! All must die! Die! Die!!"

"what!!!"

"Ghost!!"

The two drunkards yelled and turned around and ran. Feng Xi chased after them, but they couldn't run anymore. Seeing that they had run away, they leaned on the wall to breathe.

It was finally saved.

It can be said that the dubbing that I learned boringly in the past was not in vain.

Go back quickly, I don't want to go out anymore for half a month.

After walking another way, the heavy rain still fell first.

It was pouring rain, and Feng Xi was so drenched that he couldn't open his eyes, and in the end he tripped and fell into the rain.

Depend on!
Who else is worse than her?

She groped, but found a limp...leg?
mom...

ghost!
She fell back and fell, feeling that tonight was so exciting.

My heart can't stand it.

But, at any rate, modern people, what the hell is there in the world!
She immediately calmed herself down, and groping forward to look, in the dark, she vaguely saw a person lying on the ground, with a bloody smell on her body, and she didn't know where the injury was, but the person was still breathing and not dead.

At this time, she began a psychological struggle.

To save... or not to save.

Rescuing people in ancient times is different from modern times. If the identity is unknown, it will lead to death. Besides, she is in a brothel, which is very inconvenient.

But she's not that cold-blooded either.

After all, she who died of cancer knew the value of life.

Feng Xi hesitated for a moment, but decided to save people.

After all... saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda...

It is this man who is really his uncle!

Carried her back, half of her life was gone.

Fortunately, there was heavy rain as a cover, and no one saw it.

After lighting the lamp, it was discovered that the man was wounded by a sword on his chest. The blood had already dyed the white robe red, and there might be poison on the sword, so the man's face was black at the moment.

It seems that urgent treatment is needed.

Feng Xi bit the bullet, and only read about saving lives in books and TV...

(End of this chapter)