Fatal Concubine

Chapter 10 Murderous Chill

"Ling'er doesn't cry, Ling'er is the strongest..." Ming Ming's tone was cool, but it was as gentle as water.

"Mother..." Zhu Yeling raised his head and stared at the person in front of him. Mother is not dead, but mother is still there.

Suddenly, wild laughter appeared.

"Hand over the Holy Fox Ling..." That laughter frightened her.

The white mist was vast and terribly quiet, Mother didn't know where she was going, Chasing Yeling looked around in panic, but countless sharp arrows shot out from the white mist, bows and arrows whizzed towards them, and the murderous intent and chill came from all directions. It surged like a tide, as if it was about to drown her.

"Ah!" There was no way to hide, no way to avoid, the severe cold made her breathless, Chasing Yeling screamed loudly, watching the bow and arrow piercing her body.

He closed his eyes in despair, waiting for a feast of death... However, unexpectedly, he didn't feel anything on his body.

There was no pain, no bleeding, Zhu Yeling opened his eyes in surprise, and was horrified to find that his father and mother were lying in front of him covered in blood, the blood flowed all over the ground, and strange red lotuses bloomed in front of his eyes , bleak and miserable.

"Ling'er, parents can no longer protect you..."

"Father and mother..." Zhu Yeling opened his eyes in horror. At that moment, the fog cleared away, and his eyes were clear.

Chasing Yeling panted heavily, it turned out to be a dream, a dream, too real to be scary...

Just as she was about to raise her arm and pull at the wound, she grinned in pain and looked down at her clothes. Who helped her change?
Looking up and looking around, it was a simple hut with dilapidated tables and stools. The facts in front of her told her that she was not dead, she was still alive.

Looking down at the Holy Fox Ling tightly held in his hand, he twitched the corner of his mouth and hung the Holy Fox Ling around his neck. This will become a reminder in the world!

"You're awake." A seven or eight-year-old girl came in from the door.

Chasing Wild Spirit looked towards the source of the voice. The girl was covered in rags, and she was looking at her timidly, with a smile hidden in her eyes but also too much fear.

"Who are you?" His voice was obviously hoarse after being in a coma for a few days.

"Here...my name is Hehua." Hehua walked over slowly, brought the water to Zhu Yeling's mouth, and motioned her to drink.

"Ahem... You saved me? Where is this?" Chaser Ling took two sips, coughed a few times, and put his hand on his chest, which hurts a lot. It seems that it will take a long time to recover.

"I didn't save you, but the foreman..." He Hua lowered her head, not intending to continue.

"Ahem... where is this?" Don't want to say?Chasing Wild Spirit asked again, and his tone became a little more serious.

Seeing that Zhu Ye Ling coughed badly, He Hua hurriedly patted her on the back to comfort her, her eyes were full of worry, the injury was already serious, and it was even more dangerous to stay here.

"This is the Fighting Beast Group..." The voice trembled. She was arrested a few days ago. This place is not a place for people to stay at all. It is terrifying, very scary.

(End of this chapter)