The villain of the fast time travel game

Chapter 22
The passage was dark and frightening. Ji Wanqing looked at the pale candles on both sides of the passage. The dim candle light could not illuminate the passage, leaving behind unknown things that made her resist from the bottom of her heart in fear.

...Can she say that she is actually afraid of the dark?
"Huh? Let's go." The door opened for a while, Wen Xi saw that the people behind hadn't pushed him away, and urged her, but she was even more suspicious of her in her heart. Although it wasn't the first time that the hidden guard had come, But why he always showed such clumsy expressions and movements made him have to doubt her.

Confirmed again for the last time, if not, then... kill!

"Yes." There was no way, Ji Wanqing still pushed him to go inside, slowly, slowly, as if expecting him to be able to talk back halfway.But he was speechless all the way, and a road finally came to an end.

The end of the passage was much brighter than before, if it wasn't for the fact that the original body was a secret guard, Ji Wanqing would definitely not be able to see clearly the pitch-black place.But the original body left her martial arts to her, and she also has a pair of night vision eyes, so she can see very clearly in dark places.

The passage just now was narrow and could only accommodate about a strong man to pass through, but now it is wide at the end, and there are iron prisons as far as the eye can see, with two guards standing in front of each prison door.

The people locked in the prison door didn't look very real. They all had their heads down, their lutes were locked motionless, their hands and feet were also chained, and they were lifeless.

Ji Wanqing stopped subconsciously, turned her head and didn't want to look at those people covered in blood, it was too cruel, she could hardly see any good places, her clothes were soaked red with blood.

"Keep going, stop and stop as I say." Wen Xi's voice was extraordinarily special in this silent cell, clear and indifferent, ruthlessly like a perverted killer.

…Wait a minute, System 44 is a pervert, so the person she accepted the mission to attack this pervert, isn’t it the Stockholm Syndrome?

No, these are just fictional worlds. If it were the real world, she would definitely not like this perversion.

Love people like them, just keep the bombs around, every little flame goes off.She was fortunate that she wasn't asked to attack that perverted person in the real world.

Thinking of this, she unexpectedly got a fighting spirit inexplicably, she must take down this pervert Wenxi and save the world!
"Stop." Wen Xi's voice came, and Ji Wanqing immediately stopped and stood still.Looking up and looking forward, she, who was originally thinking of being flattered, lost her mind just for a moment.

In the open space in front of them, two ragged assassins were dying and tied to the iron stake. They wailed from time to time because of the pain in their backs, but it was just the wailing of dying people.

Under the iron pile is a stove dug in the ground, looking at the hollow pattern on the iron pile, the fiery red heat wave made the whole iron pile glow red, just looking at Ji Wanqing wanted to escape from here.

In addition, two other people were beating those two people with whips, and her heart was trembling every time.

This man is simply not human!

"Pei Xian, how did the interrogation go?" Sitting in a wheelchair, he quietly looked at Pei Xian standing in front of him.

Today, he is wearing a moon-white robe, only the neckline and cuffs are inlaid with a layer of gold thread, matching his appearance, if anyone does not know him, they must think that he is a sick and weak young master.

But Pei Xian knew that he was a ruthless master who would do anything to achieve his goals.

"Go back to your lord, these two assassins have already been recruited." Pei Xian first waved his hand to make the two whipping assassins stop, then walked a few steps and stopped on his left side, clasped his fists, and said word by word. The clues collected in a few days were reported to him.

"This wave of assassins was sent by Jinxiu Villa to assassinate your lord, but they don't know the specific instigator, they just received this mission."

Pei Xian's answer was simple and to the point, and Ji Wanqing could understand it. In my memory, Jinxiu Villa was a villa that collected information and trained the best masters and killers in the world. Unless it was commissioned, it would not send people to assassinate Wenxi's.

Wen Xi snorted coldly, "Splendid Villa?" He paused, seemed to be thinking, and then said, "Okay, I see, let's deal with these two people directly."

Pei Xian agreed, and issued the prince's order to those two people. Using the whips in their hands as weapons, the two immediately wrapped them around the necks of the two assassins. Lu fell to the ground, his eyes full of lifelessness stared straight ahead, which was Wenxi's direction.

So suddenly, Ji Wanqing backed away abruptly in fright, her calves became weak, and she couldn't hold on anymore, she just passed out.

It was the first time she had seen such a bloody scene in such a big age.Compared with the bloody movies I have seen before, it is really different.One is false and the other is true. She is still a good young man who has never seen blood. Wen Xi came suddenly, and she was not directly scared to death.

Wenxi, Wenxi, how should she attack you?

The bed was very soft, Ji Wanqing squinted her eyes and yawned, the sunlight slanted through the window and spread a bright carpet on the floor.She sat up from the bed, looked around, and found that this was her resting room.

No, didn't she push Wen Xi to the correctional institution?Why are you here suddenly?
She only remembered that she passed out, and after that... Could it be that he asked someone to take her back?
"Miss Xiaoqing, are you awake? The lord has ordered, if you wake up, go and serve the lord." There was a young girl's voice outside the room, speaking crisply.

She responded highly, "Okay, I see, thank you."

"It's fine, no need to thank Miss Xiaoqing. If you have nothing to do, Miss Xiaoqing, I'll go first." The little girl replied.

"Okay, go ahead, I'll go to the prince's place soon." She got up from the bed, tidied her clothes, and rushed to the prince's yard. It was already afternoon, and she must be waiting by her side.

Entering the prince's room, she immediately saw the man who was writing and drawing at the table. He was still wearing the moon-white robe in the morning. It seemed that he had not been stained with blood when he came out from there, and he was not as clean as a man in the world.

There was no one waiting around, she came as if she was being questioned by him.

"My lord, my servant is guilty, please punish me." If you don't make an apology for the morning incident, he will be suspicious later, Ji Wanqing thought about it, she should make an apology to him first.She knelt on the ground and kowtowed with her forehead on the ground.

Wen Xi didn't raise her eyelids, but continued to move her hands, and said lightly, "What's the crime?"

"Escorted the lord to the punishment courtyard in the morning, but failed to escort the lord back. This is the servant's negligence. Please punish the lord." She didn't say a word about why she fainted, but just picked a small crime and asked him to punish her.

Hearing her confession, Wen Xi couldn't help but want to pry open the head of his secret guard to see what was inside, so that he could do nothing to her like this.

He shook his head and sighed a sigh that only he heard, "That's all, come to my side and grind the ink for me."

"It's the prince." Seeing that there was no trace of blame in his tone, Ji Wanqing couldn't help showing a smile, walked to his side in a few moments, picked up the ink stick and rubbed it for him.Only then did she see clearly what he was doing.

He is drawing a cold and uninteresting landscape picture, only the landscape, and the rest of the creatures have nothing.Even Ji Wanqing, who doesn't know much about painting, feels that this painting is really...not very pretty.The brushwork is too blunt, and the painting is tangible and spiritless, which is not very attractive.

She wanted to remind him, but when she glanced at him, Wen Xi's serious appearance attracted her, her eyes looked at the pen, and her gaze followed the trajectory of the pen tip, watching carefully.

It is said that men who work hard are the most handsome, Ji Wanqing now has [-] people who agree.Wen Xi already looks very good-looking, and the way he is serious about painting now makes her obsessed even more. She feels that she is like an idiot now, wishing to see him every day.

"Does it look good?"

"It's pretty." She smiled foolishly, her eyes curved into crescent moons.

"Ha ha."

This sneer made her tremble all over, and the ink stick she was holding fell into the inkstone, and the splashed ink fell on his painting, ruining his painting.

"My lord, forgive me!" She hurriedly knelt down, her head almost falling to the ground.

"I painted this painting for a whole day, how are you going to compensate me?" The sound of the pen resting on the pen holder, Wen Xi sat on the chair and spoke, looking at the words splashed with ink, and looking at the maid beside her, The perennially cold and hard lip line was slightly softened.

Want to see you, how to solve it.

"My lord... this painting, how about showing it to my servants?" After being splashed with ink, use the design she learned to see if it can be solved. After all, design needs to break through the common routine and find innovation.

"Allow you." He moved the wheelchair to the side, leaving a little space for Ji Wanqing.

She got up from the ground, first saluted the prince, then lowered her head to carefully study the place where the ink was splashed on the painting.Fortunately, she was fascinated by Wen Xi at that time, and the speed of grinding her hands slowed down, so there was not much ink splashed on the painting, but there was a little bit on the edge, which was more concentrated.

The paintings that Wang Ye drew were only landscapes, without any living things. She thought for a while and said, "My lord, you can draw a crane here."

Cranes and landscapes are more suitable.

Unexpectedly, she really wanted to come out, and it was still his favorite crane.Wen Xi moved the wheelchair, looked at the painting, and nodded.That spot of ink happened to be the crane's wings, and a little bit of red was dotted on it, and a spirited crane appeared on the paper.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Xi seemed to have opened a sluice. At first, he drew slowly, but now with just a few strokes, he sketched a picture of dancing cranes among mountains and rivers. Ji Wanqing watched him draw and was happy to give him a picture. Take a pen and paint.

After all, she really likes to see this appearance. The kind of love that is only buried in the things she likes makes her admire him more than the hobby of killing people and destroying the world.

(End of this chapter)