Two hours later, Feng Qianchai returned to the broken camp alone.

There is still a slap on his face.

In front of the mirror, I saw my cheek swollen.

From a young age, no one had slapped her.

However, she has been frustrated since she came to this northern Yu State.

Now, seeing my swollen cheeks, my heart is full of hate.

The viciousness in the eyes was all printed in the mirror.

There is no good person in Beiyu, and he knows to bully her!

But at this moment, a figure of Dao shook behind her in the mirror.

Fast speed.

Feng Qianshang came back to her senses alertly and shouted, "Who?"

No one answered her words.

At this time, although the broken camp account was repaired, there was still a gust of wind rolling in.

The candlelight was swayed.

It was originally an orange flame, and it was blown into a blue star several times.

Later, it was destroyed at once.

The sight suddenly darkened.

Feng Qianchang stood up and supported the dressing table behind him. He was very scared, but deliberately supported it.

"Who? Who is pretending to be a fool?"

No one answered her.

A gust of wind suddenly blew over.

The strong wind was so strong that she couldn't help but reach out to block her.

She just put down her hand, but unexpectedly met her eyes.

A pair of charming eyes, but there is no feelings in the eyes.

His eyes were sharp, like hooks that stretched out of his hell, with the fierceness of killing.

Before she could see who the other party was, she felt that she was lost under her feet, and the whole person fell directly.

It seems like falling into a warm fire.

The body starts to get hot.

She was like an ant on a hot pan, which hurt so much and was heartbreaking.

She yelled loudly, but no one cared about her.

She heard a voice.

"Why hurt him!"

who?

It seemed to be roasted by fire, and it hurts.

She saw that someone was in front of it, a fiery piece, she couldn't tell whether the flame was enthusiastic or the color of the other party.

She only felt that all the pressure came on the face.

She wanted to move, but she couldn't move. She just felt that the person in front of her raised her hand.

The dagger falls in the flame.

It is very sharp, but it becomes hot because of the flame.

Feng Qianshang watched helplessly, the dagger slashed across his arm, and the flesh bloomed, and the hot knife added new injuries to himself.

She wanted to roar loudly, but her throat seemed to be stretched tightly.

Obviously the pain felt so strong, but she couldn't shout in one word.

The shoulder is pushed.

She leaned back straight and fell to the ground.

Her eyes were open.

But there is no ability to refute, and can only be placed.

Gradually, she could never hear the voice again.

I just feel that the wound is getting more and more painful, and more and more blood flow.

All the bright red colors came into her eyes.

The blood flowing out of her body would swallow her instead.

Climbing out of a blood -colored cricket from the fire.

Climb in a little bit in her direction.

It seemed to be attracted by blood, and directly reached her wound.

The painful pain, from a little to her body, made her internal organs look like a sharp blade stirred.

"ah--"

In the end, a screaming roar opened, his eyes opened in fear.

In the eyes, the camping account on the head.

Feng Qiancha's pupils expanded to the maximum, without the pride of the past, a pale face with no blood, the forehead was covered with sweat, and the moist lips were cracked and exuded.

After a while, the people around the camp rushed over.

There were layers of cold sweat all over the whole body, just like the rest of her life after the robbery, she murmured in her mouth,

"Someone wants me, someone wants me!"
Chapter completed!