Chapter Ninety-Three: Fearless
"Betrayal? Am I still afraid of betrayal? Mu Xiaoci, don't think that I believe you in everything when I look young, she can't betray me. ”
Fang Zixin gritted her teeth.
Mu Xiaoci's eyes flashed, there are few people in this world who are trustworthy, but Fang Zixin said it categorically.
Who is this person? Mu Xiaoci's brows furrowed slightly.
Fang Zixin no longer spoke to Mu Xiaoci, she commanded the old man to carry the stone, which was too heavy and slippery with the rain.
It took the old man a long time to move the stone some distance.
A woman who was drugged and injured couldn't run at all, so Fang Zixin turned around and moved stones with the old man, she didn't care about Mu Xiaoci's actions at all.
The distance between the stone and the rope was only about one meter, and if the stone moved an inch, Mu Xiaoci would be kicked closer by Fang Zixin.
Mu Xiaoci looked at the situation in front of her, the place where she was a relatively gentle slope, and there was a small forest under the slope, even if she successfully escaped and fell down the slope, it was estimated that if she fell into the grove, she would either die or be injured.
Mu Xiaoci felt that this method was not advisable.
The old man pushed the stone the side, and the stone was only one or two meters away from the pit, and Mu Xiaoci saw it in his eyes.
The old man was tired and panting, but Fang Zixin continued to command with an umbrella.
She turned her head and just happened to see Mu Xiaoci's eyes that were eager to survive.
"Mu Xiaoci, I will bury you here tonight, this is your last habitat, this girl is in a good mood tonight, I can tell you a secret, what do you want to hear?"
Fang Zixin asked charity.
Her head looked high, as if proud.
Mu Xiaoci, a woman, will definitely want to ask why she killed her, or who is the person who is behind her, and many possible questions.
Mu Xiaoci moved his mouth, and the rain was too loud.
Fang Zixin didn't hear it, she took two steps forward and continued to ask Mu Xiaoci what he had just said.
Mu Xiaoci also responded, but she was drugged, and her voice was extremely small.
Mu Xiaoci's hands were tied behind her back, unable to move at all, she raised her chin slightly, and motioned for Fang Zixin to approach.
Originally, they only had Mu Xiaoci as a vulnerable group here, not to mention that she was injured and drugged, so Fang Zixin naturally didn't have much vigilance.
So following her movements, Fang Zixin slowly squatted down.
He also said extremely charitably: "Say it!"
Mu Xiaoci hoarsely voiced, and said word by word: "Fang Zixin, guess, me or you, who will die first?"
What the?
Such provocative words made Fang Zixin stunned for a moment, she looked at the woman who still dared to shout, and was about to slap her.
But there was no time to react, Mu Xiaoci pounced on her, and his teeth bit Fang Zixin's neck fiercely, not letting go.
The old man on the side was busy pushing the stones, and when he finally pushed the stones to the edge of the pit, and was about to listen to Fang Zixin's preparations, she found that the two people were entangled together.
Fang Zixin's hand was clawed in the rain, and the old man was in a mess, picked up the knife discarded on the side, and rushed over.
Because of the long hours of carrying stones, the old man's hand with a knife trembled and trembled.
He rushed over with a shout, wanting to cut Mu Xiaoci.
Mu Xiaoci took advantage of the chaos to confuse his vision, and the old man circled around them, not daring to act rashly.
Fang Zixin grabbed it indiscriminately at first, but gradually came to the back and slowly quieted down.
Mu Xiaoci's eyes were red, she was a person who had died once, and she was not afraid of death at all.
She's fearless!