My Wife from the Game

The courtyard was quiet, except for the cicadas.

A Zi secretly ran out of the wing.

Although a cultivator won't be hungry for a few days, she just likes sweets and craved the cakes that Li Xiuning brought over today.

She didn't want to tell Wang Chao, lest he could say that he was a gluttonous kitten.

A Zi didn't use the light work, and stepped all the way to the kitchen.

As soon as I entered, I was taken aback.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were also stealing food, but they only ate steamed buns and meals.

Seeing them staring blankly at her, Azi waved his hands: "You guys continue, don't worry about me."

She just took a step, turned around abruptly, pointed at Kou Zhong and pretended to be vicious and threatened: "Tell you, no one is allowed to tell me about my coming to the kitchen, if you let me know, I'll tell the young master that you bully me. !"

Kou Zhongfan didn't swallow, he shook his head again and again, speaking inarticulately: "Absolutely not!"

"It's about the same." A Zijiao laughed and went straight to the delicate food box placed on the stage.

She opened the box, and the delicate pastries came into view, and the aroma was even more mouth-watering.

I couldn't help but stretch out my little hand to pick up one...

at this time!

The longevity formula made Kou Zhong's ears extremely sensitive, and he heard a little noise outside the window.

His complexion changed greatly, he stood up and rushed towards A Zi.

Azi didn't notice, she was still staring at the cake with a smile on her face.

A cold light shot out of the window.

Kou Zhong didn't have time to pounce on A Zi, so he had to turn around to help her block.

The hidden weapon entered the body, injuring the meridians, and a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately, just splashing on A Zi's body.

Azi turned to look, saw Kou Zhong's ferocious facial features, and subconsciously asked, "What are you doing!"

She touched her wet cheek with her hand... it was scarlet blood!

Kou Zhong had a difficult start: "There are assassins..."

After speaking, the man fell on his back.

Xu Ziling rushed over and pushed Azi away: "Run!"

A Zi was stunned for a second, then reacted and shouted in a shrill voice, "Young Master!"

Just before the voice fell, a figure in white had appeared beside her.

It is Wang Chao.

Wang Chao wrapped his arms around A Zi and glanced at Kou Zhong, who was lying unconscious on the ground.

His face was blue, obviously poisoned.

The assassin outside the window had already run away.

The man was hiding very well, and Wang Chao's wing was a little far away, plus he was cultivating, and when he found out, it was already the current situation.

Chapter [-] choose life, choose death

Xu Ziling looked at Kou Zhong, who was dying on the ground, and panicked.

He turned around, looked at Wang Chao with red eyes, and knelt on the ground with a thud: "Young Master Wang, please save Young Master Zhong!"

A Zi was a little frightened, and hugged Wang Chao tightly, ignoring the blood on his face.

Xu Ziling knelt at Wang Chao's feet and was about to kowtow when a gentle force made him unable to fall again.

Wang Chao said lightly, "I will save him, take him, and follow me."

After all, he took A Zi, turned and left the kitchen.

Xu Ziling didn't dare to waste time, so he carried Kou Zhong on his back and followed behind.

Back in the wing, Wang Chao pointed to the bed.

Xu Ziling hurriedly put the person up.

Under the bright lights, Kou Zhong's face became more and more blue.

"Help him up."

Hearing Wang Chao's order, Xu Ziling hurriedly helped him up and pulled one of his arms to prevent Kou Zhong from falling down again.

Wang Chao looked down and saw the hidden weapon on his back.

It was a slender silver-white dart, most of which was submerged, and the blood flowing around it had turned black.

Wang Chao saw that Kou Zhong did not have any worries about his life for the time being, so he first sent A Zi to Master Li to comfort them, and then returned to the room.

As soon as his palm came out, Kou Zhong's shirt was completely shattered.

The large piece of flesh that hit the dart spread out like a spider's web.