Pick up a princess

Chapter 157 The First Game (18)

At night, I couldn't see that Feiying's expression very clearly, but Shen Qing was sure that there was a cramp-like look on his face.

After bidding farewell to the group of martial artists who seemed to be performing arts, Shen Qing still wanted to go to other places for a stroll, but obviously Li Mofeng was not interested in accompanying her, so she remained silent along the way.

"Brother, where are we going now?"

"It's late, let's go back!" Li Mofeng's footsteps were faster than before, and Shen Qing almost couldn't catch up, so she chased after him and said, "Brother, why are you walking so fast all of a sudden?"

She didn't have any lightness skills, and her fast walking like flying can only be a fantasy.

"It's not safe here..." Li Mofeng stopped for a while, and pulled Shen Qing's wrist. From the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of the figure flashing behind Shen Qing. His eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "Close your eyes..."

"Ah?" Before Shen Qing could react, her eyes were covered by Li Mofeng's hand, and she couldn't help shaking when she heard the tragic cry. When Li Mofeng let go of her hand, Shen Qing turned her head in fear It happened that the moonlight was shining on the corner of the wall where the cry came from, and in a pool of bright red blood, a disused hand was lying quietly.

"Big... Elder brother..." Shen Qing turned around immediately, trembling as she was stimulated by the bloody scene. "Today isn't Halloween, is it?"

It's not like she's never seen a severed hand. It was a prank gift from someone at a Halloween party. Even if it's fake, it's scary enough, let alone a real person's broken hand?

Moreover, this severed hand seems to have been abolished by... the elder brother!
Li Mofeng patted her on the shoulder, hugged her tightly, and did not explain further, his voice was cold and decisive in the autumn night.

"Someone followed us just now, this is not a place to stay for a long time, let's go—"

Shen Qing nodded in a daze, until Li Mofeng hugged her and made Qinggong fly away from this place, the heart stimulated by the bloody scene was a little calmer, and she murmured softly: "In this case, wouldn't it be better to kill him?" Reasonable?"

The wind was whistling in her ears, Shen Qing thought Li Mofeng didn't hear it, but he glanced at her sideways, and slowly replied: "It's enough to kill him with one hand, if you kill him, who will go?" A tip-off?"

Shen Qing was startled, and looked into the depths of his eyes, somewhat half-understood...

(End of this chapter)