Dressing up as a man: The Revenge Girl is 14 years old

Chapter 152 Living in the World Like a Pig or a Dog

"Hurry up, as long as we can kill them by surprise, we still have a chance to escape. You have no time to delay, unless you want to die too."

Qi Li's words hit Yu Xia's heart word by word. He was right. Since he was poisoned in his body, and since he made up his mind to kill Pan Qingjue, he never thought about the future at all. Wouldn't it be better if it could be settled once and for all!

Yu Xia raised her foot and kicked Li Mao who was like a dead dog. The dead man was gone, even if he killed Li Mao in front of him, his elder sister would not come back.

At this moment, he had already made up his mind, no matter whether he could retreat completely or not, Qi Li must leave Mingyang intact.

"Li, is there any medicine that can make people lose their minds?"

The clever Qi Li immediately understood Yu Xia's meaning, "Wouldn't this be too cheap for him?"

"Isn't it more sad to live in the world like pigs and dogs than to die?"

"The son-in-law disappeared, and then reappeared, but turned into a fool who is not even as good as a three-year-old child. Coupled with the men in black at Lingshan Temple two days ago, Mingyang is bound to be in chaos. At that time, As the prime minister, Pan Longzhi is also the uncle of the son-in-law, and the burden of finding the murderer will most likely fall on the shoulders of the Pan family..."

"Yes, I'm spending some money looking after some desperadoes in the rivers and lakes. Let's take advantage of the chaos and kill Pan Longzhi and Pan Qingyu."

Qi Li was a little excited and interrupted Yu Xia's words.

Yu Xia nodded thoughtfully.

Qi Li kicked Li Mao's waist vigorously, and Li Mao howled like a pig being killed.

"Hmph! Looking at the waste material, this guy is actually very courageous. He even dared to pretend to be unconscious. Then let you have a good taste of 'Hundred Flowers Crying'."

Qi Li pulled his hair with one hand, and pulled out the white scarf from his mouth with the other.

Li Mao howled with tears: "I know who you are. You are Pan Qingyu's follower. You have a grudge against Pan Longzhi, right? I...I have a grudge against him too. If you let me go, I will kill you for you." He, you trust me, I can really help you... woo... woo..."

At this time, Qi Li took out the blue porcelain bottle in his arms, squeezed his mouth and poured the whole bottle of medicine powder into it.

Li Mao's eyes widened, his tongue stuck to his throat, and he shook his head desperately to resist.

Qi Li pinched his nose again, forcing him to submit, and all the white powder slid in with his saliva.

Li Mao's feet had pushed the ground out of a shallow pit, he opened his eyes hopelessly, and when he rolled his eyes for the last time, he really passed out.

Then, Qi Li untied the ropes that bound his hands and feet and threw them aside, then turned to Yu Xia and said, "Okay, we can go now."

"No, I want to honor my elder sister."

Yu Xia shook her head, walked back to Chrysanthemum's grave resolutely, and knelt down again.

Qi Li sighed heavily, then climbed up the hillside without saying a word, and walked towards the village.

Not long after, he returned to Yu Xia's side with a small bamboo basket in his hands.

Qi Li handed the bamboo basket in his hand to Yu Xia, "I asked the people in the village for some wine and paper money, and we have to leave after the sacrifice."

The paper money flying all over the sky is like snowflakes like goose feathers, pure like jade, light like smoke, soft like catkins, slowly falling down, falling among the chrysanthemums, there are endless words All the desolation and sorrow.

(End of this chapter)