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The gloomy black wind lifted the curtain of the carriage with dust.

Luo Changfeng and the girl Zhizi, who did not remember the past, blocked their eyes out of subconscious fear. When the wind stopped, they suddenly saw an extra person in the carriage.

The man was as thin as if he had been sucked by a ghost, his eyes were protruding, his face was long and pointed jaws, and his ugly appearance was fearful.

Luo Changfeng, who was as mentally as a child, could not withstand such fright. He screamed in horror, and was annoyed by the man who looked like a ghost and then waved his sleeves and threw them out of the car.

Miss Zhizi wanted to pull her, but wanted to pull Luo Changfeng. How could she have such strength as a boneless person? She had to watch Luo Changfeng's black robe and slim away from her hands in despair.

She heard a heavy impact, like a bone crack.

She knew he must be in pain.

But at this moment she was flawlessly concerned about the fool who she had forgotten who she was, and her fear was filled with heart and it was written on her face.

In those years in the brothel, she thought she could deal with all kinds of people after seeing countless faces in the world, but it was not until this moment that she realized how ridiculous she was.

After all, there are a lot of care in the most prosperous brothel in Gangling County. No matter what the purpose of those who care about her, the guests she eventually received were all dignified people.

She had never met a devil.

What can a person do when he meets a devil, especially a woman with impeccable appearance and figure encounters a devil?

Miss Zhizi doesn't know what she can do.

She had no idea of ​​resistance, no idea of ​​obedience, and no idea of ​​suicide.

Her life has always been humble, but she has always wanted to survive.

Her mind was empty for a moment.

She looked like a pet who was extremely frightened, with a pale face curled up in the corner of the carriage, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

She was the lamb to be slaughtered.

The thin and lewd man smiled gloomyly. He tore open the dress of Miss Zhizi, revealing his slender and slender legs.

The girl screamed, and in panic, she could only scream.

The man rubbed his hands and wanted to swallow Miss Zhizi in one mouthful: "Scream, no one will save you anyway."

His rough hands were placed on her tender legs.

The girl Zhizi, who was suddenly touched, shuddered, but she still couldn't dodge and had to curl up even more.

So the restless hand began to slide on Ruxue's skin, and wherever the hand slid past seemed to leave bright red marks as red as blood.

The man enjoyed the touch of the fingertips and said in admiration: "It's true that the goods in the villa are different. Giving such excellent top-quality products to that pedantic and stubborn guy is a waste of resources."

Miss Zhizi was panicked but never deaf. She didn't care that the dirty hand invaded her body, and glanced at the man with lingering fear: "You, you are not the King of Xiaoyao."

The man laughed: "The timid sect leader of Yi Shenzong will worship you and respect the lord of Xiaoyao Villa in Guigulin. Now you are in my palm. I am not Xiaoyao King, who is Xiaoyao King?"

"Aren't you afraid of death as a King of Xiaoyao?"

"Die? I am the King of Xiaoyao, and I am the King of Xiaoyao. The Guigu Forest Mountain Realm is under my jurisdiction. The ghosts and monsters are driven by me. Even if I want to die, no one can kill me. But..."

He pinched the cover of the girl Zhizi's dress hard, looked at the girl's face blushing and bit her lips torment and endurance, and then said, "There is a way to die called "I want to die in ecstasy, I can give it a try."

Laugh echoed in the forest.

He has already pounced on him.

The girl Zhizi closed Qiu Shui's eyes in despair. She felt that every inch of her skin had completely fallen and became dirty. At this moment, she had nothing to ask for, and only hoped that her stubborn soul could retain the purity that belonged to her so that she could have

Reasons to survive.

However, when she closed her eyes, she heard Luo Changfeng's voice.

Very childish, very childish voice.

"Bad guy."

Luo Changfeng's eyes were dizzy and he couldn't see the scenery around him. He crawled on the ground and groped around. He touched a branch that he thought was thick enough and struggled to get up from the ground full of fallen leaves.

There was still blood hanging on the corner of his mouth.

The cold mountain wind deliberately lifted the curtain of the car, and Luo Changfeng's blood-red eyes saw the scene in the car.

Who said he was stupid?

Will a fool know what kind of ravage the girl is suffering?

But he knew.

He knew she was being bullied.

He didn't want her to be bullied, so he rushed over with a wooden branch as thick as a wrist.

The man Gui Li, who smelled the faint fragrance of the girl's body, waved his sleeves again, and Luo Changfeng fell further.

This time, a tree was hit three meters away.

He gritted his teeth in pain and shivered.

His eyes became redder and covered with blood.

He was not stubborn. He got up for the second time and no longer held the wooden branch in his hand, but picked up a stone.

Luo Changfeng rushed over with a stone.

The man seemed to have no leisure and a fool, and waved his sleeves impatiently and used five points of force. So Luo Changfeng was thrown ten feet away by the wind and then spit out blood. The man didn't even look at Luo Changfeng.

He held the girl's firm and softness heroically.

Luo Changfeng got up for the third time. He saw that the stones in his hand were shattered like shavings. He could no longer find anything that could help but cause harm to the bad guy. He was so angry that he suddenly burst out all over his body.

The rich blood evil spirit.

He still rushed over.

unarmed.

The bad guy bullies the girl, and he wants to beat the bad guy.

Listening to the footsteps behind him, thinking of the fool's face, the man who claimed to be the King of Xiaoyao in the car finally had a murderous idea.

He still waved his hand, using seven points this time.

The red evil aura that was swept around Luo Changfeng's body was instantly dispersed, and he was like a thin piece of paper, blown into a valley thirty feet away by the wind.

The moment he was driven by the wind, he still maintained a posture of holding up his fist.

It may be inertia. When his body flew backwards, he threw his empty fist forward, as if he threw something out.

Luo Changfeng had nothing in his hand, he just made a gesture unconsciously, and then a blue ice light broke through the void and left clear traces. Feng Lin stabbed the carriage with a sound.

The pale pretty face of Miss Zhizi splattered a lot of hot blood.

She looked at the man Gui Li on her body incredibly, at the hole pierced through the man's chest, and at the cold gun beside her that was deeply stabbed in the carriage.

The man died and had no breath anymore.

But how did he die? Is it this gun that is so cold that it is? Or is it the silly person?

She has waited for redemption countless times, hoped for miracles countless times, and dreamed countless times that the genius in the world appeared by her side without reason, and then took herself out of the sea of ​​suffering... She has always hoped to meet heroes.

But he is a naive fool who even forgets his name?

Not him!

There is someone else!

That should be true.

This must be the case.

Miss Zhizi used all her strength to pull out the cold spear, then got out of the carriage, looking around, trying to find her benefactor who was hiding in the dark to rescue her. She had been waiting for many years.

She was anxious, happy and nervous.

But slowly, it becomes lost again.

Because no matter how she calls and searches, she can't find that person.

Then she saw Luo Changfeng slowly crawling over.

(PS: When writing this chapter, some TV I have watched before will appear in my mind. If you shout, no one will pay attention to you if you scream.)