Chapter 2: The pistol disappears

After staring at the dirty big black pig for a few seconds—

Feng Wuxian decided to take a deep breath first to calm down.

The result - take a deep breath of your sister! I almost choked to death in one breath! This place stinks too!

It's crazy!

What kind of person is so immoral, so ruthless!

Uncle! When she goes out, she must take care of that immoral brain!

She tried to move her body.

"Hiss......" caused her to gasp in pain, and she had to start examining herself.

Her clothes were tattered, and the style of clothing was not the camouflage uniform she originally wore in the special forces fighters, but ancient costumes.

She was covered with injuries all over her body, and even her face hurt hotly, and the wounds were not formed by the explosion of the fighter jet at all, but more like someone whipped her!

Could it be because as a military doctor in the special forces force, she saved lives and helped the wounded, and accumulated enough virtue, so at the moment when the fighter exploded, God opened her eyes and let her live again?

At this moment, a sneaky footsteps were heard—

Feng Wuxian remained silent, followed the prestige, and saw a woman sneaking towards the pig cage in the night.

Thinking of these injuries on the original owner's body, Feng Wuxian decided to temporarily pretend to be dead and see what the woman was going to do.

I saw the woman open the pig cage, dragged her out of the pig cage forcefully, and scolded while dragging her:

"You deserve to be against our young lady!"

After scolding, he kicked her twice.

Damn, it hurts to kick!

Feng Wuxian suddenly opened his eyes and glared at her.

In the moonlight, her gaze was as sharp as an eagle.

"Ah-" she exclaimed, "you fool isn't dead yet?"

Feng Wuxian smiled coldly, a smile against the background of blood, extremely eerie and terrifying, like a hellish Shura:

"I'm dead, but the king of Hades said that I don't live long, and I died unexpectedly, let me come back, there is revenge, there is revenge. ”

"You—" The woman took two steps back in fright, then froze her body, as if she had made up her mind, and suddenly drew a dagger from her sleeve: "In that case, I will kill you for the young lady!"

Feng Wuxian could see at a glance that this little girl was good at kung fu.

Seeing that the dagger was about to fall towards her carotid artery, and her whole body was covered with external injuries and internal injuries, and the tiger fell in Pingyang, it was absolutely impossible to fight hard with this little girl.

Feng Wuxian suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity around his waist!

Almost subconsciously, Feng Wuxian touched his waist-

Originally, this action was just the first reaction, and Feng Wuxian didn't have any hope at all, but when her hand touched the hard guy, she was instantly pleasantly surprised!

, in the 21st century, her favorite close-fitting gadget actually went to another world with her.

Without hesitation, she used all her strength to quickly pull it out and aim it at the enemy!

Bullet Shot –

The smell of gunpowder spreads –

The center of the forehead of the little girl who wanted to kill Feng Wuxie instantly broke a big hole, and blood was gushing out of the blood hole.

She fell straight backwards, staring at Feng Wuxian with a very incredulous gaze before she died, as if she was looking at an evil ghost who had just crawled out of hell.

"Say hello to Hades for me, and say I thank him. ”

Feng Wuxian smiled coldly at her, and then watched expressionlessly as the corpse in front of him slowly fell, unfazed.

And in her hand, she is holding a 7-inch CZ100 military silenced pistol!

A weapon that does not belong to this era of cold weapons at all!

Just as she was wondering how to place the pistol on her, the pistol disappeared inexplicably!

What's the situation?

What kind of fantasy is this playing with her?

Her favorite baby pistol, why is it gone?

Just when she was wondering, she felt something strange in her body, and an illusory image suddenly appeared in her mind!

She seems to see a man!

The man was dressed in a bewitching blood-red robe, with a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth, and his long hair was curled up by demonic red gems.

His long and narrow eyelashes seemed to be able to lightly fall into the snow, and his inky eyes were faintly mixed with a demonic brilliance like red jade......

His face is as handsome as a god, like a Shura, like a peerless demon born from fire.

Feng Wuxian looked a little in a trance, she had lived a whole life, but she had never seen such an evil but beautiful man......

Who is he?

Before Feng Wuxian could ask, this Shura-like beautiful man had already opened his thin lips:

"Woman, you're here, aren't you?"

Feng Wuxian was startled - the illusion can still speak?

Before he had time to be surprised, the hallucination began to speak again:

"Woman, wait obediently! Don't die until the sect leader finds you!"

"Don't look at other men!"

"You are not allowed to marry another man!"

Feng Wuxian was confused, and just wanted to ask clearly-

The man in the hallucination is gone!