The pastoral wife of the evil leader

Chapter 90
"I didn't intend to live."

Liu Xingfeng also looked back indifferently.

"Then I will send you down directly."

Saying that, Zuiyue wanted to cut off the blade in her hand.

"and many more."

The flowers on the side suddenly stood up, grabbed Zuiyue's hand, looked at Liu Xingfeng, and asked: "Hey, let me say, brother, why did he mess with you? The devil's sect shouldn't be alive? You Is it right to attack people by surprise?"

She still can't understand what these people think?Why do you have to kill them as long as they sound like they belong to the Demon Cult?There are a few good people who are upright, isn't it true that the strong are respected in the martial arts world?

Or are these people envious and jealous?

"Girl, I advise you to stay away from this devil, and don't lose your life because of him in the future. The matter between me and the Xuanbing Sect is deeply entangled, and I can't finish it for a while."

Looking at the person in front of him who looked very similar to the woman he once knew, Liu Xingfeng's eyes showed a rare trace of bitterness and longing. For more than ten years, he has faded out of the arena, not because of the word love. In this world, Who can escape the shackles of love?
"Hey, don't worry about my affairs, uncle. He is the father of the child in my womb. If you take his life today, you want me to be a widow? Do you think my life is not rough enough?"

Simply can't bear to watch this dead ghost suffer, it doesn't matter if Hua Hua just accepts him as a Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, anyway, it will have a great effect, one is eye-catching, and the other is that it is better for the child to have a father.

"You, you..." Liu Xingfeng looked at the two of them, he was too surprised to say a word, what is going on with this girl?For a while, he had a good relationship with Mr. Lin, who seemed ordinary but not simple, and now he has a child with this leader again.

"Miss, you..." Even Zuiyue was startled with a "clang" sound, and the blade in her hand fell to the ground.

"What? You don't want to?"

Huahua raised her eyebrows and got angry, Nima disliked it?My wife doesn't dislike you, do you still dislike my wife and children?

"No, it's not..."

Zuiyue shook her head hastily, he always felt that everything, happiness came too suddenly.

"Then why are you still standing there? Let's go, you two have too much blood and want to let it go? I'll talk about it slowly."

Fearing that the wounds on the two of them would attract too much attention, Hua Hua had no choice but to take them to a nearby small inn to treat the wounds temporarily, and let the waiter of the small shop go out to buy some wound medicine and needles and threads for the wounds , wine and the like, after a lot of trouble, she spent 7% of the money she had come back from betting with great difficulty, and the remaining 3 taels of broken money were only enough to hire a carriage to comfortably ride back to the flower shop. home village.

The injury on Liu Xingfeng's body was not bad, it was enough to simply bandage the wound on his neck, but the serious one was Zuiyue.

"Brother Liu, I'm going to heal Zuiyue now, please don't bother me during this period, I have to make it clear later, I will ask clearly." Huahua looked at Liu Xingfeng with a serious face, in her eyes, She still felt a little bit resentful, it was only because it didn't hurt when the knife stabbed down, and it was definitely a lie if it wasn't serious, but she couldn't tell this person, "I don't think Big Brother Liu is the kind of person who takes advantage of others' danger, does he?"

Hearing Huahua's words, Liu Xingfeng glanced at the two of them indifferently, picked up the knife on the table, and the person walked towards the door, closed the door from the outside, and went with the knife in his arms as the door god. The diners came in twos and threes, and occasionally looked up to see this official who was dressed in the uniform of a yamen servant, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, not knowing what kind of errand this person was doing.

Seeing that there were no outsiders in the room, Huahua pulled Zuiyue to the inside, pointed to the clean bed and ordered to Zuiyue: "Take off your clothes, go up!"

"Okay." Zuiyue didn't dare to disobey Huahua's intention at all today, for fear that she would never be able to recover if she was charged with a few more serious crimes. Huahua just dared to obey whatever she said .

So, with long and slender hands, she lightly untied the silk clothes, layers of gauze clothes, and the silk slowly slid to the ground, her black hair was like a waterfall, revealing the white shoulders below, as smooth and clean as jade, and there was no shortage of strong and strong, except for a small hole on the left shoulder and back. The wound on the index finger that was still slowly bleeding somewhat ruined this perfection, but it was really as lonely as a manjushahua, but also as lofty and aloof as an ice lotus, somewhat like a contradictory mixture of these two.

The person who looked like an exile took off all the clothes on his upper body, and his left back was full of blood and enchanting, like a rose full of thorns, cruelly beautiful.

A person like Qinglian sat on the side of the bed and looked at the three-foot-long woman whose nosebleed fell to the ground five steps away. She was stunned for a moment, then her eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and the corners of her mouth curled into a faint arc, "My lady, I'm fine. Are you OK?"

It was the person with staring eyes who came back to his senses and found that his nose seemed to be wet, so he raised his hand to wipe it, wipe it!Another nosebleed!

"No, nothing." Hua Hua wiped the nosebleeds off her nose in embarrassment, turned around and brought in a basin of boiling water from the outside, took out the soaked gauze and wrung it dry, and sat on the side of the bed, facing The person in front ordered, "Turn around."

Beauty, beauty, beauty, beauty first, must be like Liu Xiahui, sitting still.

When Hua Hua carefully looked at the wound on the left shoulder, she frowned deeply. The knife was so tricky, the difference was less than a few centimeters, and it was where the heart was. Fortunately, Zui Yue found it in time and avoided it. It was early, and several small and medium blood vessels around it were injured.

From the beginning until now, this person has acted as if nothing had happened, and he has never uttered a cry of pain.

"It's obviously painful, so why are you struggling?"

Huahua pressed the wound with gauze scalded with boiling water, and said to the person whose back was turned to her.

"No pain."

That voice was still deep and magnetic, without any pain.

"Is this not painful?"

Hearing Zuiyue's words, Huahua felt a little unhappy for some reason, and pressed the gauze under her hand a little harder.

"will not."

"If you say something that hurts, my flowers will protect you for the rest of your life from now on. If you don't hurt, then I don't need to stay by your side."

Seeing that the person in front was about to turn back, Hua Hua raised her free left hand and stopped him in time, the skin under her hand was not as cold as a normal person.

"Don't look back, Hua Hua is not a big talker, you just say yes or no."

"pain."

The words are full of complexity.

"Well, Hua Zuiyue, listen up. Next, you will be in more pain. I want you to remember that this is the price you pay for not caring about your body."

Huahua, who became serious, no longer had a trace of joke on her face. She got out of bed, took the needle and thread she had prepared, clamped them with small pliers, and made a slight arc before threading the thread. These props were put in the wine for half a cup of tea before they were taken out.

(End of this chapter)