The fantastical scene was too beautiful, and the coachman greedily swept over the sleeping man, and his hand gradually trembled and stretched out to her waist to be coiled in a very beautiful knot. This guilt of blaspheming a god even made him excited.

"It's a shame. The coachman said, "If it's a little lady, how good it would be if you were awake, but it doesn't matter, ...... after this time."

The words stopped suddenly, and the cold, sharp touch on his neck made it impossible for him to speak.

"Little, little lady?"

The head didn't dare to twist, and the coachman could only try his best to turn his gaze in the direction of the water slave, and looked at the person who thought he was in a coma looking at him coldly at this time.

The water slave half-sat up, his eyes were so cold that he stared at the coachman with a slightly distorted face, a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his lips, one hand tightly held a sharp hairpin against the coachman's neck, and the other hand was in horror and clutched his belt.

"Hands. The water slave stared at him and said word by word, "Take it away!"

Since leaving the previous town, the coachman's attitude has become more attentive, but also much tougher, the water slave pretended to be obedient, but secretly guarded, until he saw the coachman secretly drugged before handing her water, although I am not sure what it is, but I also know that the probability of being drugged is very great.

Knowing that he was afraid that he would never be able to catch up with Yin Nuan, the water slave simply planned it, hid the sharp hairpin under him in advance, and then pretended to be unconscious.

"Little lady. The coachman still didn't give up, and the flattering "hehe" smiled, "Look, this is not very good, don't worry, after you become a slave, the slave will definitely ...... Ahh

The water slave didn't bother to talk nonsense with him anymore, and with a slight force under his hand, the tip of the hairpin stabbed in, and immediately blood flowed down the hairpin.

"Little, little lady. "The coachman was in pain. was also a little scared, didn't dare to move his head, and hurriedly raised his hands to show his determination, "Don't be impulsive." If you have something to say, it's good to say. What do you think? Don't worry, as long as you mention it, I will agree to you. ”

"Get out!" the blood flowed down the hairpin to his hand, and the water slave frowned in disgust.

"Where can the slave go in the deep mountains and old forests?" the coachman was a little confused, and subconsciously glanced back at the car window.

This move pierced into the hairpin body a little more. The coachman screamed in pain, but the water slave subconsciously loosened the strength of his hand.

The coachman did not dare to move again, and the water slave was about to speak, but he suddenly became difficult, grabbed the water slave's hand on the waist with one hand, and violently pressed the person down on the couch, and at this time the hairpin tip was even inserted into his wound.

The water slave struggled hard, but she didn't move, she was so pressed that she was so sick that she almost vomited, and she clenched the hairpin in her hand. Sharply said:

"You don't want to die?"

"Hey, hey. The coachman suddenly laughed, "The little lady hasn't killed anyone, has she?"

He inadvertently moved just now, and his neck was facing the direction of the hairpin, but who knew that the water slave was so frightened that he shrank his hand. That's why he suddenly attacked, that is, gambling water slaves did not dare to kill them. After all, he may not understand the others, but he knows most about murder. After all......

The coachman looked at the indifferent and disgusted alienation on the face of the water slave, but he changed his previous mentality of being easily hit, but was a little excited, and his expression was even a little hideous, "Little lady still remember why the slave once said why he was so good to you? Because little lady you have a good temper." Never put on a master show on the slave, that's why the slave wants to keep you. ”

The water slave was still staring at him, and the hairpin in his hand was held tighter. Just listen to the coachman continue:

"But don't regret it, little lady, because do you know where those who are not kind to slaves have gone?" hehe......" He suddenly faded away from the resentment and faint inferiority complex in his eyes. He laughed happily, "All of them are dead, little lady, do you know? Everyone was killed by me, hehe...... As long as they have a bad attitude, they will be chopped up one by one and buried in the ground. After a long time, it rotted with the dirt. Little lady, you say, isn't this very happy?"

It was because he had too much experience in killing people that he knew how the timidity and fear of the first killing were expressed, and the reaction of the water slave was very similar to the first time he killed someone.

"Uh-" The stomach suddenly swelled, and the water slave only felt that the vomiting sensation just now was even stronger.

"Little lady, don't worry. The coachman suddenly got closer, "The slave won't hurt you, as long as you obey the slave, you won't fall into the fate of those people." ”

The water slave was suddenly so disgusted that his whole body trembled.

"Get out!"

"What?"

"Get out, get out!" The water slave struggled, the hand holding the hairpin suddenly raised high, and then thrust it down violently, "I told you to get out, let you get out of the way, didn't you hear clearly?"

"Ahh

The water slave clenched the hairpin with both hands, so he also straightened up with his movements.

"How dare you?

However, the water slave only looked at him coldly, and then suddenly exerted force in his hand, and pulled out the hairpin violently, and blood gushed out.

"Ahhh

The water slave stared at her deadly, still expressionless, and her eyes were so dark and deep that she couldn't see any love.

"Hey, hey......" The coachman suddenly seemed to forget the pain, cracked his lips and laughed, the blood left on his face and fell into his mouth and stained his teeth, his eyes were red and he looked at the water slave, his hand trembled and raised to touch her face, "Sure enough, I shouldn't be soft on you, hehe...... Even if you are a beauty like you, little lady, you still have to look like a dead person who is motionless, after all, it is much better than this look full of high eyes. ”

The water slave subconsciously took a step back, the coachman was unaware of the injury on his shoulder, and then forced another step, smiling with a mouth full of bloody teeth, "Little lady, what are you hiding, you should have been treated like this a long time ago, and it shouldn't have been so good to you from the beginning." ”

The water slave went straight to the bloody hand that suddenly grabbed it, and suddenly leaned back and lay on the couch, with a flash of fear in her eyes, as if she had been close to death countless times in the first place.

"Get out of here!" shook his head violently, and the water slave suddenly raised his foot and kicked the coachman's injured shoulder hard.

The space in the carriage was small, and the coachman was originally kneeling at the curtain of the carriage, and when he was caught off guard, he leaned back, and then fell directly out of the carriage in a ball, and the water slave was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the coachman reached out in a panic and grabbed her foot, and then the water slave also fell off the carriage.

To the surprise of the coachman, he parked his carriage on the edge of a cliff where almost no one had ever passed for the purpose of "being inaccessible". (To be continued.) )