The severe pain made Yingfeng frown, and her body fell backwards and hit the wall, pressing the wound on her face tightly with her sleeve, and the blood soon gushed out and wet the strap.

Yun Geci held the blood-stained dagger and sneered fiercely: "I don't think I can do it." ”

Looking at the painful Yingfeng, Yun Geci was extremely sarcastic in his heart, the martial arts in your life were still taught by me, but now you are using them to fight against me, is this difficult, isn't it self-defeating?

Yingfeng in the corner, half of her face and neck were covered with blood, and the girl was patient enough not to let out half a cry of pain.

She leaned against the wall in embarrassment, the bloody Xiuzi covered her injured face, and her eyes were full of fierce and vicious resentment, hooking Yun Geci to death.

That gaze was like a quenched poison, and he wanted to give Yun Ge a thousand pieces of corpses.

Inexplicably, Yun Geci's heart was dull, as if he had been hit by something, and he couldn't say the dull pain.

When the enemy sees each other, her eyes are very red, and she can now slash the enemy, shouldn't she feel happy?

Why, she felt so sad?

Yingfeng's eyes are too vicious and ruthless.

I don't know how many teenagers have been immersed in hatred, so that a person can turn hatred into poison, and the cold resentment in his eyes goes straight to people's hearts.

It makes people tremble.

"Who the hell are you?" Because of the pain, Yingfeng's lips trembled uncontrollably, and the words popped out of his gums.

Yun Geci has the upper hand at the moment, and with her temperament of marching and fighting, she must have taken the opportunity to pursue at this time, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.

But she couldn't get her hands on it for a long time, and stood stiffly and looked at Yingfeng, and her eyes were full of heavy hatred.

The two confronted each other silently, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger.

If it goes on like this, Yingfeng is bleeding too much, she can't hold it anymore, right?

Yang Qingyin, who couldn't move the acupoint, said a little anxiously: "Feng Dianzheng, although I don't know what she is going to do, but she did save me just now, if it weren't for her, I would have been arrested by Gao Yang, you help her stop the bleeding first, and we'll talk about it in detail." ”

Yang Qingyin witnessed Yun Ge's resignation, and suddenly saw the blood, and felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

After all, this is Shangyi Bureau, and if Yingfeng dies here, things will not be good.

Besides, she always felt that Yingfeng was not bad.

Yun Geci's mood is very complicated, save Yingfeng, I can't help myself, and I'm sorry for my wishes.

But at the moment, her heart is very confused, she can't figure out a clue, and there are too many strange things.

After a few thoughts, she finally compromised, she couldn't spoil the path she was going to take now because of a momentary hatred, after all, her biggest enemy was not Yingfeng.

It's Xiao Lisheng, it's Xie Ronghua.

She can't do anything to stop the bleeding and save the life of her enemy, her face is pale; Condensedly turned around and reached out to unlock Yang Qingyin's acupoint.

Yang Qingyin hurriedly found Jinchuang medicine and gauze to stop the bleeding, and prepared to stop the bleeding for Yingfeng.

didn't want Yingfeng but didn't appreciate it, he took the medicine from Yang Qingyin's hand, poured it on the wound indiscriminately, and then tore off a sleeve and circled it around his face.

It would be inappropriate to treat the wound simply and rudely, and ignore it at all.

You must know that this injury is on the face, and there is so much blood, it can be seen that the wound is deep, and if it is not treated well, the wound will festered in the future, and I am afraid that half of the face will be ugly.

She didn't care for herself so much, she couldn't help but suffocate Yun Geci's heart.

Indescribable pathos.

"Wipe the blood." Yang Qingyin sympathetically handed over a clean handkerchief.

Yingfeng pursed her bloody lips and sneered mockingly: "Isn't it your heart that I died?" So that no one will know that you have infiltrated the Wish tonight and stolen ......"

Speaking of this, she suddenly paused, her face turned pale, and she looked down in a panic to find something.

It wasn't until she picked up a dirty package from the corner at her feet that her face softened a little, and she hugged the package tightly.

The girl lowered her eyelids, and her bloody hand gently stroked the black package, moving slowly and gently, as if in this package, someone's soul was sleeping, and she did not dare to use force, for fear of waking her up.

Yingfeng carefully wiped the mud off the package with his sleeve, and his eyes turned red as he wiped it.

The tears were still bleeding, and Yun Geci on the side looked at it blankly, and his heart became a mess.

failed her expectations and betrayed her at the beginning, why is the gambling thing crying so sadly now?

Is it repentance, or is it nostalgia?

She didn't know.

People's hearts are always the most incomprehensible, even if it is Xiao Lisheng, who has shared the bed for many years, she has not been able to penetrate a little bit of Yingfeng's heart, and she is difficult to understand.

Yang Qingyin was also at a loss, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Inexplicably, she was fierce just now, and she didn't cry after so much blood, but she was holding this pipa, but she cried into tears.

Yingfeng glared at Yang Qingyin viciously: "Do you know who the owner of this pipa is?" ”

Her eyes were too vicious, Yang Qingyin was slightly stunned, looked at the package in her arms, and thought for a while before saying, "If I guess correctly, it's agarwood dew." ”

The words Yun Ge Ci Princess have been a taboo for many years, and now they can't say it.

"Since you know that it is agarwood dew, you know that its owner is Princess Yungeci, you two are just cheap maids, how dare you covet her beloved things?"

Yingfeng's voice was raised in vain, his face was hideous because of anger, and in the flickering of some kind of tears, the cold glow was resentful, and he turned into a knife and stabbed at Yang Qingyin.

Being scolded like this, Yang Qingyin was a little unhappy, and said in a deep voice: "It's the princess's relic, it's our fault that we covet it, why can't you insult us in turn?" ”

"Besides, I don't think your mind is much simpler than ours." She pointed to the pipa in Yingfeng's arms and said, "If you really blame us for coveting the pipa, you can let Gao Yang take me away, wouldn't it be more relieving?" You saved me, not because you were kind, but because you had other plans! ”

Yang Qingyin is a person who is rigid on the outside and soft on the inside, and has always had a knife mouth and a tofu heart.

But she is not a soft persimmon, she has been in the harem for many years, and she sees the hearts of people in the harem more clearly than many people.

Yingfeng is not good, she can see it.

Her words sonorously pointed out Yingfeng's other calculating intentions, and Yingfeng did not deny it, but laughed gloomily: "Kind? What's the use of this thing? Why should I have? ”

In this way, it is an indirect admission that she did not save Yang Qingyin out of kindness.

The dim light occasionally flashed on her face, and on a bloodstained face, the smile was hideous and gloomy, and the words were harsh: "You are cheap, life and death don't matter to me, but I can't let the agarwood dew fall into the hands of that jackal in Gao Yang!" ”

The latter sentence almost jumped out of her taut gums, and the mention of this person prompted her gums to crumble.