[Thunderbolt] Your sister

"Yuren Xiaoxie, where can you run?"

"A rebellious son who killed his mother, he still has the face to run away!"

"Yu Ren Xiaoxie, you are not afraid that I will cut your little sister to pieces?!"

……

Her thoughts were completely confused, she only remembered Ashe's words "If you die, I will never forgive you", and rushed forward with all her strength, even unable to distinguish the direction.

He vaguely remembered that the chief of the three crimes had said a lot, but when he mentioned Ashe, Yuren Xiaoxi stopped in horror and suddenly realized what he was doing.

——He actually left his sister alone in the pit of crime!

The shock of killing his mother, and the guilt and worry about the only relatives left, made him act unwisely again.

Turn around, meet the pursuers, and try to fight back to the Pit of Sin.

It's a pity that everyone didn't intend to let him go easily.

Wave after wave of attacks made him numb; the power of the six-winged saber technique was fully displayed, and even the heads of the three most powerful criminals who took pleasure in killing were beheaded by him.

Before he could catch his breath, the second and third waves of chasing soldiers arrived. Yuren was anxious and gradually lost his composure. He was forced to hide while killing. Far.

I can no longer hold the knife in my hand, looking up and looking around, there is only a dense forest, and I can't tell the direction.

Clutching his wounded abdomen, he staggered forward instinctively, and finally tripped over an old vine that was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, struggling, struggling, but unable to do what he wanted.

"There's blood here! It's just ahead, everyone!"

The sound of shouting and killing sounded not far away.

Yuren Xiaoxie gasped for breath with difficulty, and used his elbows to push forward a little distance, his consciousness was already faint.

In a daze, he seemed to see a man in black clothes spinning a pipe and flashing out of the dense forest. A pair of black pupils looked down on him from above, his expression as cold as a ghost.

……

Nightmare.

A constant nightmare.

I dreamed that my mother's blood was flowing non-stop, more and more, and finally turned into a pool of blood to drown myself.

I dreamed that Ah Xue's hands and feet were cut off with a knife, screamed, half-dead, and finally died of blood bleeding amidst the ridicule of everyone in the crime pit.

Axue, Axue...

Whispering unconsciously, shouting continuously in the dream.

Terrible blood red filled the dream, the heartbeat was disordered, almost suffocation, and the heat escaped from every pore of the body.

what--

There was a blinding white light.

"woke up."

The man was dressed in an alien costume, and stated the status quo plainly.

"You have been in a coma for half a month, but your internal injuries have healed more than half, and then you can change your dressing on time."

Yuren's body was still weak, but he moved a little into the bed, his eyes full of wariness to look at him.

Zhu Hen looked at the young man's vigilant behavior speechlessly: "Hey, your attitude towards your benefactor is too... Forget it, I'm not a bad person. What's your name?"

Yuren froze for a moment, lowered his eyes and did not answer.

Zhu Hen couldn't help but touched his face: "Do I look very vicious?"

After a long silence, he heard a sentence: "Yuren Xiaoxie."

"Yuren Xiaoxie? Hmm, strange name."

Zhu Hen muttered a few words, then turned around and brought a medicine bowl: "This is a prescription specially formulated for you by someone. It is very effective for your injuries. Drink it while it is hot."

Hearing this, Yuren looked up at him for a while, then carefully took the medicine bowl, hesitated for a while, then resolutely raised his head and poured it down, never realizing the admiration expression on Zhu Hen's face.

As soon as the concoction entered his mouth, his brows furrowed fiercely.

Zhu Hen handed over a candy at the right time: "To underestimate that person's bad taste is to suffer."

Yuren put the candy in his mouth without saying a word: "...what is this place?"

"Ximiao."

"X... Miao?" Yuren opened his eyes wide.How far did you run?

Zhu Hen looked at him curiously: "I heard that you were hunted down, what happened? How did you escape into the Ximiao territory?"

Hearing this question, Yuren's mood fell to the lowest point again.

He couldn't answer, couldn't face it, but there was one thing he had to face.

Ah Xue, she is still in the pit of sin.

She let herself go, not knowing how she would be punished.

So, he has to go back.

Seeing the young man sitting up suddenly, Zhu Hen asked in surprise, "What are you going to do?"

Yuren lowered his head: "Thank you for your care, I... I still have things to do, for saving my life... if there is a chance, I will repay you."

After all, I will get out of bed.

Zhu Hen's forehead throbbed for a while: "Hey, with your current injury, where are you going?"

What's more, Mu Shaoai has already locked his body.

"I must go."

"you……"

During the stalemate, the door opened.

"Yo, the bad guys are coming."

Zhu Hen looked back and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhu Hen, this statement is against the facts." The tattooed man laughed, but coldly.

When the other comer took off his hood, Zhu Hen's heart that had just let go was immediately hung in his throat, and a crack appeared on his usually unshakable face: "Zhong..."

"Shh, shut up."

The old man with white beard and hair smiled.

Zhu Hen's voice trembled: "Mu Shaoai, why did you bring him here?!"

...that is the majestic and loyal Wang Huzheng! ! !

Now that Yiliu and the Central Plains are in conflict, this old man dares to come to Ximiao! ! !Are you conscious? ! !

Mu Shaoai also shrugged helplessly.No one can control the temper of the old prince, and he has to rely on the Zhonglie Palace to continue to plan and obey the dispatch.

"Hehehe, let me see, which one is Yuren Xiaoxie?"

Hu Zheng stroked his goatee and approached with a fat beer belly, still with a heartless and kind smile on his face.

Zhu Hen wanted to scold him, hehe, you bastard.

Yuren Xiaoxi, who had been on guard from just now, was suddenly called on, and was shocked.

"Oh, it's you, young boy." Hu Zheng pushed Zhu Hen aside politely, and sat down on the bed: "I've heard about you."

Seeing the boy's panicked expression, Hu Zheng still stroked his goatee: "I'll ask you a few words, and you have to answer honestly."

The old man's benevolent appearance did not conflict with his serious tone, Yuren, for some reason, nodded obediently to express his cooperation.

"You didn't mean to, did you?"

Yuren clenched his fists.

"No."

"You don't like to kill innocent people, do you?"

Yuren's shoulders trembled slightly, and he shook his head vigorously.

"So, do you want to start over?"

Yuren looked up at him hesitantly.

Hu Zheng maintained a kind smile and looked at Yuren from head to toe several times calmly. His years of experience were enough for him to see through the boy's true nature.

Yuren still couldn't answer, but Hu Zheng already knew the answer.

"Over the Pit of Sin, I will try to negotiate. Presumably the current mad dragon dare not not sell this face."

Yuren, who was still in a daze, suddenly realized: "My little sister..."

"Oh, do you still have relatives alive?" Hu Zheng pondered for a while: "I will also ask about it. At the moment, you put your own body first."

Yuren shook his head: "I'm going to pick her up, she can't stay in the Pit of Sin..."

"I can't protect myself, how can I save others?" Mu Shaoai finally couldn't help but speak, because he had acted as a Pingsheng for many years, and his speech was calmly calculated like a Pingpingsheng.

"I……"

"Okay, let's talk about it after the palace and the evil pit are notified. Yuren Xiaoxi—"

Yuren turned to look at the old man.

"The word "Xiao" is too hostile. I don't think you are easy to kill. Xiaoxie is not Xie. Let's change your name to Yuren Feixie from now on."

For a moment, Yuren Xiaoxi was completely stunned.

The next moment, uncontrollable heart palpitations hit him, he turned his head quickly, and forcibly suppressed the soreness in his eyes.

Since the incident happened in the dungeon ten days ago, Lone Que directly ignored the confinement order of the mad dragon and ran out of the dungeon to drink and beat people all day long.

He really didn't want to think about the tragedy of that day.

A good girl becomes inhuman in the blink of an eye.

And let him witness the whole process.

Fortunately, Fei Ru arrived in time to take the man away for first aid, he was not willing to watch it again.

Feng Qianxue and Yuren Xiaoxie still look a bit alike, but they don't look as dull and sad as Yuzai.

The way she frowned and bit off the bottle cap that day was very similar to Yuzai, and what she did was also thrilling.

Lonely Que was ready to go, but saw that she did not take the poison, but instead poured the poison into the water jar left by the jailer in front of her.

The venom is diluted and emits wisps of white smoke.

Feng Qianxue's expression was very calm, but there was a slight feeling of pulling a strong man's wrist.

When feeling lonely and lacking a great feeling, she split the iron fence with her palm and rushed over... The girl had already picked up the water can and poured it directly on her face.

Lonely Que can be regarded as a knife-edge licking blood and scrambling to live in the old world today. I have seen many good things, bad things, strange things and ugly things, but I have never seen a girl disfigured by herself.

Strange □□Even if it is diluted with water many times, it is still amazingly effective. When Lone Que reacted from the shock, Feng Qianxue's face had been destroyed by more than half, and the corroded flesh and blood kept deforming, twisting, and bubbling, along the neck The poisonous water flowing into the clothes was still sizzling.

A few monsters guarding the dungeon heard the noise and came in to check. They were frightened out of their wits when they saw the scene. Abandoned Confucianism found.

The crowd had almost dispersed, so Lonely Que walked up to Feng Qianxue and squatted down, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"Ha, I think I will encounter this kind of thing when I am incomplete and lonely at this age. It hurts the eyes, it is very dazzling, and it is very embarrassing!"

——It is really embarrassing to watch this happen without having time to act.

A gasp of pain was his answer.

"Tsk tsk... I'm talking about girl, you can really do it."

"Okay...say..."

Pain was pain, but Feng Qianxue was extremely sober.

"Wow, you have backbone, so you are not afraid that no one will save you?"

"Hehe... Didn't you rush over?" Feng Qianxue laughed as if she had caught his braid.At this moment, she relaxed instead.

"Yeah, well, occasionally I will feel pity for women." Lonely Que shook his head and vaguely said.

"Yan Wangye spoke..."

"What about Ann?"

"Ghosts believe."

"..."

At this time, Fei Ru floated in like a gust of wind, his pupils shrank suddenly when he saw it, and he took off her blouse when he came up.

"Wow, that's really rude, so you like this mouth!" Lonely Que stepped back, patted his chest with an expression of "I can't tell you are really heavy mouthed".

Abolishing Confucianism ignored it, and Lonely Que stopped talking nonsense.

Because both of them saw that most of Feng Qianxue's upper body skin was corroded by the gunpowder, making it look ugly.

Even the most impatient lecher would not have any interest in doing anything when he saw such a woman's body.

After a moment of silence, Lone Que got up, and walked out of the prison step by step with the knife in his hand: "Since the master is here, I have nothing to do with you, let's take a step first, bye~~~"

Fei Ru put on her clothes with a blank expression.

"Why don't you use this knife to fight against the gangster?"

Feng Qianxue opened one eye that was still burnt out: "Why should I trade my good life for their bad life?"

Fei Confucianism didn't say anything, just laughed out loud.

After laughing, he pointed to Feng Qianxue's sleeping hole, and swaggered to lead him out of the dungeon.

In the novels, female transmigrators are always set as people who love flowers and see flowers blooming smoothly. Even if they are hit, they can get back quickly. Even if they are glamorous and noble and express that they want to be ordinary people, they will still be beaten by beautiful, cool and handsome men. The darling of God who is treated like the stars.

That's right, the darling.

In fact, the truth of life is often cruel.

Feng Qianxue lay on the bed, the pain and burning sensation of bone erosion still did not ease.

Her vision was blurred, and she could vaguely hear Fei Ru ordering others to pass something from time to time, and then extra pain stimulated her sanity again.

It is indeed a strange poison guaranteed by Fei Ru himself, even though it has been diluted a lot, it still hurts like hell.

A hot and humid towel covers the eyes, and the pain on the skin is gradually numb due to the effect of layer upon layer of drugs.

She finally took a breath, exhausted.

As soon as he relaxed, he immediately tasted the smell of blood in his mouth.It turned out that I almost crushed all my teeth.

Lying quietly for a while, I felt cool on my body, guessed that my clothes must have been ripped off... But it doesn't matter.

Abandoned Confucianism in the inner room slowly cleaned his hands, wiped his sweat and changed his clothes, threw away and burned all the medicine towels and bed sheets with fishy and sour smells, and went around the room to make sure that they had been cleaned up before coming to Feng Qianxue. before.

"I really didn't expect you to make such a decision."

His tone sounded quite peaceful, but there was some unspeakable excitement and anticipation hidden.

"...I am very satisfied. You have met my expectations. The Zhonglie Palace came forward to save your elder brother and mentioned you. The culprit has been loosened. I will talk about it again. You can rest at ease."

Feng Qianxue moved her lips, and her words were a little awkward: "Although I don't understand what you want to express... But it seems that I was right on more than one thing."

"Ha." Fei Ru raised the fan and lifted the thin quilt to cover her abdomen: "The weather is hot, and the wound is prone to infection and inflammation, so be careful not to move around."

"Of course, I still attach great importance to my little life."

Fei Ru turned and left, the room was still lightly scented and completely silent.

Feng Qianxue removed the hot towel from her eyes, and raised her neck with difficulty to look down. Fortunately, there was still a bellyband, although it was only half fastened.

Her right eye has not recovered yet, she stared blankly at the bed curtain with her remaining left eye.

Either way, it's good to be alive.

Perhaps the essence of life lies in tossing.When the tossing stops, the people are almost over.