The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 97 Who Are You?
This local ruffian was bleeding from all seven orifices, his eyes were wide open, and he had an expression of death.

"Ah----!!!" Zhao Wan'er was so frightened by this sudden change that she was stunned for a long time before she screamed, as if she had seen a ghost.

She was still lying on the ground, kicking her legs desperately to move backwards, terrified, every pore of her body was chilly.

At this moment, there was the sound of very light footsteps beside her ears, she raised her eyes instinctively, when a person wrapped in black robes all over her body appeared in her line of sight, the expression on her face was even more frightened and distorted , "Ghost! Ghost!"

She wanted to run away, but her limbs were shaking like sieves, and the unprecedented sense of fear hit her like a tide, drowning her in an instant.

Zhao Wan'er's pupils dilated, she watched the black shadow approaching little by little, and even screamed, "No, don't come here...don't come here..."

She wanted to run away, but her hands and feet couldn't control her at all. Before she even had time to stand up from the ground, she fell back again, "Help! Help!"

This kind of fear came from deep inside her heart, and it made her feel more terrifying than being raped by that hooligan just now!
There was no one on the secluded street, except for the lanterns hanging at the entrances of a few shops in the distance. The faint light made the whole street even more eerie and lonely.

Zhao Wan'er suddenly felt cold all over, and the night wind carried a gloomy chill directly into her pores.

The black shadow was getting closer and closer, and it didn't take long before it stopped in front of her.

"No...don't kill me...don't kill me..." Zhao Wan'er tremblingly stared at the shadow on the ground, not even daring to lift her eyelids.

"Zhao Wan'er, is this how you treat your savior?"

A hoarse voice slowly rang in Zhao Wan'er's ears, Zhao Wan'er was startled, raised her frightened face, and slowly looked at the person coming.

I saw that the person had wrapped himself up tightly, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and those eyes were very beautiful, but he looked at her with a bit of indifference and contempt.

Zhao Wan'er stared at her for a while, and after confirming whether she was a human or a ghost, her frightened emotions gradually calmed down.

She swallowed, and asked in a low voice, "Who... are you?"

I don't know why, the longer I stare at this woman, the more familiar Zhao Wan'er looks, but she is so gloomy and creepy for no reason.

"Heh!" The black-robed woman sneered, and slowly raised her hand to remove the black veil covering her face.

When she saw her stunning facial features clearly, Zhao Wan'er's pupils shrank fiercely, and she blurted out, "It's you, Feng Qingcheng!"

The woman in front of her pulled her red lips, and a cold smile appeared on her overly fair face, "I'm not Feng Qingcheng."

Zhao Wan'er didn't believe her words at all, she clenched her hands tightly on her knees, and at the same time, strong hatred welled up in her eyes, "Don't try to deny it, I will recognize you even if you turn into ashes! Feng Qingcheng, what are you doing here? See my joke? Dreaming!"

The person who came was not Feng Qingcheng, but Feng Qingyin who had exactly the same facial features as Feng Qingcheng.

She stood there, looking down at Zhao Wan'er with condescending eyes, as if looking at a clown, "Stupid woman!"

Feng Qingyin didn't say anything else. Zhao Wan'er heard her hoarse voice with a suspicious expression in her eyes, "You... are really not Feng Qingcheng? Then, who are you?"

After a pause, Zhao Wan'er said again, "If you're not Feng Qingcheng, why do you look so similar to her?" Not only a resemblance, but the exact same appearance!
Feng Qingyin slightly raised the corner of her lower lip, her hoarse voice was extremely uncomfortable to hear, "What do you think?"

　One more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)