The cold moon hung high in the sky, and the wind chimes hurried over with a group of people.
Ergou Hu was still as dark and gloomy as she remembered. However, at this night, it was a little different.
Before they even reached Ergou Hu, they smelled a strong and sticky smell of blood coming from a distance. The strong smell of blood immediately made several girls almost vomit.
Feng Ling and Han Ximo's faces were pale, their bodies were shaky, and they almost fell. Xiao Qiang, who was on the side, saw that the situation was not good, and quickly supported them, and then, step by step, as if he had no strength at all, he gently
Walked into Ergou Hu.
Then, several female students couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately ran out, bent over in the corner and vomited vigorously. The scene in their minds was probably something they would never forget in their lives.
There are blood-stained pits, broken limbs, tumbling internal organs, and human and ground limbs everywhere. The only intact corpse is vaguely that of a supernatural being standing blankly in the battlefield. The supernatural being is wearing a black robe.
, the waist is slightly bent. What is strange is that one of his arms is covered with down, as well as gleaming claws. People can clearly recognize that this superpower is a
Combined superpowers.
The horrific scene in that small alley was like Shura Hell. People will never forget that horrific scene in their lifetime.
Feng Ling had a pale face, and held Han Ximo's palm tightly with her slender hands, muttering to herself: "Sister Ximo, he...he..." But he could no longer say any more words.
Big teardrops slid down my cheeks and fell gently to the ground.
Pop, there was a small sound. It seemed to be the sound of heartbreak.
Han Ximo's face was full of bitterness, and her lips were pale, "He...he will be fine, believe me." Han Ximo's tone softened slightly, and then returned to normal. As a woman, you can be weak, you can
To be weak in front of the one you love, you can be weak secretly behind your back, but never be weak in front of others.
Because, not many people will sympathize with you.
Han Ximo bit her lower lip tightly, but her mind went blank. A memory that was deeply buried in her memory kept echoing: that thin figure, flying over from a distance, and then,
He threw himself to the ground, thinking that he was waiting for an opportunity to be molested, and then, he slapped him hard on the face.
But the next moment, she was stunned. A stone as big as a basin came from nowhere and hit the spot where she was standing.
He bit his lip, a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, glanced at her gently, and then left with an expression on his face.
Those are a pair of numb eyes!
Just like that, that figure was firmly engraved in her heart.
That year, he was eight years old and she was ten.
Everything that happened back then seemed to still be happening before her eyes. Han Ximo almost shed tears thinking about it all. After all, he was the only boy who had ever stayed in his heart...
Who knows that kind of feeling? After decades, I still can’t let go
Xiao Qiang frowned and stepped gently into the hell that was like a mountain of blood and corpses. Then he looked around for a week and searched carefully. After a long time, he came out with blood-stained hands and a very tired look on his face, and said:
"Teacher, Linger, Xiaofei, are not here."
As soon as these words were spoken, Feng Ling and Han Ximo were both happy and surprised. The happy thing was that since there was no... trace of Xiao Fei here, it meant that he was probably still well. The surprised thing was that,
Xiaofei, where did he go?
This mist shrouded deeply in the minds of several people, but they still couldn't figure it out.
Xiao Qiang glanced at the figure standing in the battlefield. With his cultivation, he naturally felt clearly that although the superpower was standing in the world, his body had already lost all its strength.
Vitality, to be honest, it means that this superpower has long since died, leaving only an empty shell.
Xiao Qiang frowned, walked to the corpse of the superpower, and observed it carefully. Finally, his expression changed slightly, and he had glanced at the corpse of the superpower, behind his neck.
, with a small flower.
"This is..." Xiao Qiang's heart was full of shock, and he doubted whether he had seen it wrong. He gently raised his hand, and then opened the collar around the neck of the superpower, wanting to confirm again.
What I was thinking, but I didn't expect that as soon as my fingers touched the body of the superpower, a sudden change occurred.
I saw the tip of Xiao Qiang's finger as the boundary, and then, a subtle clicking sound radiated outward from that small point of contact. In a moment, the body of the superpower was covered with tiny spiders.
There was a crack like a thread, and then there was a gentle sound.
‘Bang’.
The superpower suddenly turned into a handful of dust, flying and falling in the wind.
Xiao Qiang breathed out slightly, clapped his hands, walked up to the two women, glanced at Han Ximo with a complicated expression, and then said: "There is no trace of Xiao Fei here. In my opinion, Xiao Fei is very
Maybe he was rescued."
Han Ximo bit her lip tightly and said: "Xiao Fei...who will be rescued? He doesn't know many people here... I'm afraid that he will be rescued by his enemy..."
Xiao Qiang shook his head and said calmly: "You still remember that Xiao Fei once said that he also has a master. Since Xiao Fei's kung fu is so advanced now, with his master here, he should be fine.
"
Feng Ling raised his head, his eyes were red and swollen, and he said with tears in his eyes: "Brother Xiaoqiang, is he... really okay?"
Xiao Qiang nodded affirmatively and said: "Believe me, believe him, everything will be fine." Xiao Qiang felt deeply depressed in his heart at this time. After all, the expressions of the two women
, he saw it deeply in his eyes. Could he not have imagined what the two women were thinking?
It's just... "Haha." Xiao Qiang shook his head with a wry smile, and said to himself: "Xiao Qiang, Xiao Qiang, what are you still thinking about? You know that everything is impossible, but you are still thinking wildly.
This is an ungrateful guy..."
"But, Xiao Fei, when did you provoke this organization... They are an organization that even our family dare not touch even a little bit..."
A gust of wind blew slowly, blowing away the smell of blood in the air, and also lightly blowing away the obsession in Xiao Qiang's heart.
Xiao Qiang forced a smile and said: "Xi Mo, Ling'er, let's go back first. Don't worry, Xiao Fei, he... won't abandon us so easily."
Han Ximo and Feng Ling reluctantly nodded with pale faces, and then the group returned to the house Xu Fei bought in the city.
In the courtyard, the scenery is still the same. The bamboo leaves are rustling and dancing in the wind. In the middle of the courtyard, the scenery is still the same.
However, people are different.
The group stayed in the house purchased by Xu Fei and slept overnight.
On the afternoon of the second day, Han Ximo and others, with red and swollen eyes, took Fenglei into the room. After last night's treatment, Fenglei had already recovered from the treatment of the female student named Xiaoqing.
It didn't take long. In the early morning, Feng Lei had regained some energy and his face was a little rosy. However, his body was still so weak. Opening his eyes, Feng Lei saw several pairs of eyes in front of him.
Stare at him closely.
He subconsciously retracted his neck, and then coughed dryly, "Um, little sister, Ximo, you are all here."
Feng Chime stared at Feng Lei fiercely and said, "Feng Lei, you bastard, tell me, what happened yesterday?"
"This..." Feng Lei's eyes rolled. Naturally, he would not tell his little sister that he wanted to go to the casino, and then... But, how is Master?
Thinking of this, Feng Lei's face was immediately replaced by a look of anxiety: "Little sister... well, my master, how is he? Have you rescued him..."
Unexpectedly, when these words came out, the whole room suddenly became quiet.
Feng Lei was slightly aware that something was wrong. He looked at the ugly expressions of everyone and asked cautiously: "What's going on...?"
After a long time, Xiao Qiang finally smiled bitterly and said, "Your master, he is gone."
The strange thing is that Fenglei didn't show the slightest expression of surprise. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I feel relieved now."
"What did you say?" Feng Ling's eyes widened and he was about to get angry. It seemed that her attitude towards her brother was not very good.
Feng Lei shrank his neck, looked at several people with murderous looks, and said quickly: "I didn't mean that, I know my master... Actually, he is really awesome, don't use that weird look.
Looking at me, I know that you may still not believe it, but all of this is true. I believe in my master, and nothing will happen to him."
"I hope so."
This was the thought of several people. Then, Fenglei seemed to have remembered something and asked: "Hey, where is the cyst on my body, have you seen it..." Xiao Qing on the side said: "You said it
Is this it?" He threw a bag over casually.
Feng Lei took the bag and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Fortunately, it's still there, otherwise it would have been a big loss." Feng Ling's black eyes seemed to want to kill people, and he glared at Feng Lei fiercely, and the latter
Suddenly speechless.
Xiao Qing looked at Fenglei and suddenly asked: "Brother Fenglei, what is in that bag? When I washed you yesterday, you still held it tightly? What kind of valuable item is that?"
Feng Lei laughed dryly and said: "It's nothing, nothing." He didn't dare to tell everyone this fact now, otherwise, if the old hatred is not gone, new hatred will arise again, and the relationship between himself and his little sister will get worse because of this, then it will be terrible.
The gain outweighs the loss. You must know that everything you do is for her.
Sure enough, when Feng Ling heard Xiao Qing's question, he immediately came back to his senses with a questioning look on his face. Just when he was about to say something, Feng Lei said first: "Little sister, you...when did you know my master?"
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When Feng Chime heard this, he rolled his eyes and said, "What do you care?" and then walked out.
Feng Leiqian smiled and said: "Well...don't mind it. This is my little sister's temper. Don't take offense to it."
After this joke, the depressing atmosphere suddenly relaxed a lot, but everyone's heart was still as heavy as a stone, making it difficult to breathe.
In the courtyard, the wind chime stood quietly in front of the bamboo forest, gently stroking the bamboo leaves with bare hands. His eyes were confused, but he didn't know what he was thinking. Behind him, Han Ximo sighed softly,
With her eyes, she couldn't see what this little girl was thinking, but no matter what, she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
Gently holding Feng Ling's shoulders, Han Ximo whispered: "Ling'er, everything will be fine, don't worry... He will be fine..."
The bamboo leaves dance gently, as if they are whispering...
Telling about the obsession in the heart of the lovesick and worried person...