398 Life is Better than Death 4 Seeking the Gold Medal
Hualiu disease, Feng Hongluan retreated alertly, and He Jixiang succeeded. If she were to bite him, the consequences would be disastrous.
Helper, as expected, He Jixiang has a helper behind him.
She clearly saw a flash of light flying out of the window and hitting He Jixiang on the shoulder. He Jixiang fell down as if he had been attacked by a sneak attack. But just when she was about to check, He Jixiang used this move.
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The speed of that flash of light was not too fast, but it was not slow either. This speed was just enough to hit He Jixiang on the shoulder, knocking her down naturally and pretending that she was being attacked without knocking her unconscious.
When Feng Hongluan went up to check on He Jixiang, thinking that He Jixiang had been assassinated, He Jixiang suddenly woke up and hugged Feng Hongluan's arm to bite him. This was a plan, and He Jixiang's final fight with the trapped beast.
He Jixiang wanted to drag her into the water, but luckily He Jixiang didn't have much strength, and his reflexes were not as sharp as Feng Hongluan, who had practiced martial arts.
After narrowly avoiding it, she was about to chase out the window. After taking two steps, she hurried to the door. It was not suitable to stay here for a long time.
Although the speed of the opponent's throwing silver beads was neither fast nor slow, and it seemed that his skill was not very deep, but when he thought about Yuexiang's death, the master shattered Yuexiang's head with a sword, Feng Hongluan couldn't help but think of that master.
It is the same person as today.
If it was the same person, the opponent's martial arts must be much higher than she imagined. She knew that she was no match. A good man would not suffer the immediate disadvantages, let alone that she was pregnant with a child.
Quickly, before the opponent's plan was defeated and he showed up to attack, she quickly exited Shuangfei Pavilion. On the way, she met a guard and asked the guard to escort her back to Hongyan Pavilion. Hongyan Pavilion, she secretly asked people to strengthen the anti-counterfeiting. In this way, her heart
It's safe to do so now.
I sat down and drank a cup of tea, but I felt more and more something was wrong.
With He Jixiang in such a state, who else is willing to help her?
What is the relationship between the person who killed Yuexiang and He Jixiang?
Double kill poison is very difficult to find. She had never even heard of it before. Where did He Jixiang get it?
These series of questions puzzled her.
Could it be that someone behind the scenes was manipulating He Jixiang to deal with him?
She didn't think that He Jixiang had the ability to manipulate others. He Jixiang was already down and out. She had no time to take care of herself. She wanted money but had no money. She wanted sex and she was a pregnant woman. She was still a dirty woman. Which man would dare to do it for her wholeheartedly?
Work hard.
Unless that man's purpose was to kill her with the help of He Jixiang.
Suddenly, he remembered that when he went to Shuangfei Pavilion in the morning, He Jixiang saw her staring at the wet handkerchief in her hand and hurriedly hiding the handkerchief.
She was still teasing He Jixiang for actually wiping himself thoughtfully, but now she finally understood.
It seems that there are still people who cherish such a fallen flower.
At first, he thought that Ling Che was the stupidest man in the world, and he would be sincere in insuring such a vain woman. Now it seems that there is no stupider, only more stupid. He Jixiang actually has such a person who pities her and helps her.
people.
First, Feng Hongluan found out that there was another person behind He Jixiang. Feng Hongluan found it interesting. She wanted to find out who that man was.
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In Shuangfei Pavilion, He Jixiang tried to find out for real that he really won the silver bead.
For not being able to hurt Feng Hongluan, she only hated herself for being weak.
Holding his shoulders and struggling to get up, a black shadow came in outside the window.
She couldn't help complaining: "Why didn't you come in quickly and kill her? She was alone just now."
"Ahem!" The masked man coughed violently.
He Jixiang was full of complaints about not being able to kill Feng Hongluan, but after hearing the man's cough, he felt a little pity: "What's wrong with you?"
When you step forward, follow the man's back.
But the man took a step back. This action really hurt He Jixiang: "You think I'm dirty? Why do you want to help me if you think I'm dirty? Yes, you're not helping me, you just want to use my hand to hurt Feng Hongluan."
"Cough cough cough!" The man coughed again, and suddenly, blood fell from the black cloth covering his face.
"What's wrong with you?" He Jixiang covered her shoulders and wanted to step forward, but she took a step and stopped. She knew that she was probably not even qualified to talk to him now.
"Prince Jin, you are not a thing in the pond, you have to be careful, cough cough cough cough, puff..."
Another mouthful of blood fell down the black cloth covering the face, and the dripping was very shocking.
He Jixiang was confused: "What do you mean?"
"I'm leaving, and you can take care of yourself from now on."
"Ling Che! Are you injured? Was it because you were injured that you couldn't come in and kill Feng Hongluan just now? Who injured you? Could it be that it was King Jin..."
The man in black stood there for a moment without speaking.
"Ling Che! Why don't you answer me?"
He glanced back at He Jixiang and finally spoke: "Don't call me Ling Che. Remember, I'm not Ling Che. If you insist on calling me something, call me Shadow."
"Ling...Shadow, will you still come?"
"No!" He said coldly. After speaking, he held his chest, frowned, and jumped out of the window seemingly in pain. He quickly disappeared from He Jixiang's sight and looked at the blood dripping on the window sill.
, tears blurred He Jixiang's eyes.
If she cherished it in the past, maybe it wouldn't be like this now.
shadow?
Ling Che’s shadow?
Even if he is really just Ling Che's shadow, if, if he is willing to give her a chance, she will compensate him even if it means her life.
It was her who wanted too much, coveted too much, and was afraid of too much, so she lost more.
If they had not wanted glory and wealth at that time, had given up everything and left with Ling Che, and he had not taken revenge and she had not asked for extravagance, what kind of life would they be living as a couple of gods and gods now?
Even if it is not the life of a couple of gods and gods, even if they argue endlessly over firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea every day, it is still better than what it is now. Look at her dirty and broken body, look at how she can't hurt Feng Hongluan at all.
, look at Ling Che's cold attitude towards her, everything, by the time she wanted it, it was already too late.
The cold wind of late autumn floated into the room with a faint fragrance of osmanthus. Her tears, in the cold wind, warmly crossed her cheeks, fell on the drops of blood on the window sill, and blended into the blood. There was a glow under the sunset.
A faint layer of blood-red fluorescence stung her heart, causing her heart to ache.