Chapter IV: Threats
Feng Xiaohan was slightly stunned, the movements in his hands paused for a moment, and a cold glow appeared in his feminine eyes, "I advise you not to think about playing any small tricks." ”
Lin Zuiliu moved his wrist with a small difficulty, trying to stay away from death, and said with a smile: "How dare you, it's just that the little prince really doesn't have me in his heart, even if you ruin my reputation and kill me, it will be useless." ”
"A lifetime of British name?" Feng Xiaohan tasted these four words with a smile, he was the chief killer of the Shocking Pavilion, I don't know how much blood and infamy he had carried, where could he still be linked to the name of the first generation?
"I see that you are injured, why don't you let the little woman clean and bandage your wounds, so that you can prepare for the next thing." Lin Zuiliu saw that his heart was relaxed, so he was overjoyed and beat the snake with the stick.
"Do you know how to heal?" Feng Xiaohan raised his eyebrows, a complicated light flashed in the Yin Owl's eyes, and then he refused categorically, "I don't need it." ”
"Hey, you don't have an iron body after all, how can you not need ......" Lin Zuiliu still wanted to lobby a few more words, but saw Feng Xiaohan's body swaying slightly, and his brows frowned and fell down fiercely.
He slammed into the chair that bound Lin Zuiliu and fell limply to the ground again.
"Wow, is that so strong? I'm about to faint to death and still pretend that I can't act as a doctor? Lin Zuiliu was indescribably happy in his heart, and while he was dizzy and couldn't hear, he hurriedly muttered a few words.
The top priority now is to escape as soon as possible, otherwise when Feng Xiaohan wakes up, whether she can save her life will become another puzzle.
She looked around and saw that the quenching poison blade that Feng Xiaohan had just tried to kill her was not far away. Lin Zuiliu gritted his teeth, leaned back, and let the entire chair fall backwards.
"Bang-" The sound of the chair touching the ground sounded, and Lin Zuiliu's back ached, and she couldn't help but gasp.
Looking at the sharp blade that was close at hand, shining with a blue light, it made people tremble. Lin Zuiliu carefully moved his wrist over, rubbing the sharp blade again and again, and the rope broke in response to the sharp blade that was triggered and broken.
Lin Zuiliu hurriedly turned over and stood up with a harrier, and quickly used the remaining rope to tie up the seal with a strong knot.
After she finished what she was doing, she realized the cold sweat on her back, and wanted to kick Feng to relieve the cold and vent her anger, but looking at his pale face with his eyes closed, she couldn't bear it.
"It's me who is bad...... Bang Bang ......" Feng Xiaohan suddenly whispered, and there was extremely suppressed pain in his voice.
Lin Zuiliu was startled, thinking that he was about to wake up, and only after seeing that he did not move after saying such a dream sentence did he feel a little relieved.
"What's the use of saying who's right and who's wrong now, that person is gone." She shook her head and looked around carefully, looking out through the window of the small dilapidated house was the endless plain, which had already left the capital, in the suburbs of Beijing.
"I really owe you." Thinking left and right for a while and not being able to go back, Lin Zuiliu still couldn't bear to leave such an injured person who was dying at any time and left, so he turned around and rolled up his sleeves to prepare utensils.
The scissors of the farmhouse were covered with moss, and Lin Zuiliu carefully went through the stove fire before daring to put them on a clean cloth for later use. She took two large basins of crystal clear water from the well in the courtyard, and then prepared to look at the wounds of the cold.
Feng Xiaohan was restrained in a chair and couldn't move, and a lock of broken hair hung down from his sideburns and fell on his cheeks, adding two points of gentleness.
Lin Zuiliu untied the belt that sealed Xiaohan's waist and the flesh and blood were entangled, and she was used to being a doctor, and she was also shocked by the bloody breath for a while.
"Hiss......" Feng Xiaohan, who was in a coma, didn't have to endure the pain, and frowned and called out softly.
Lin Zuiliu used scissors to cut open the bloody clothes, and saw the whip marks, the shocking appearance had been healed for a long time, but the scars were criss-crossed and hideous.
She sighed, "I don't know what this kid has been through......"
Lin Zuiliu shook his hand slightly, and after finding the feeling as a doctor, he began to clean the wound. The blood stained the clean cloth red, and the crystal clear well water became bright red.
After completing the whole set ......of procedures, Lin Zuiliu wrapped the wound after sealing the cold, and then sat down on the edge of the bed with a sigh of relief.
If you want her to say, Liao Luan is really ruthless.
The knife passed through the lower abdomen of Feng Xiaohan and almost pierced it, if it hadn't avoided all the important organs, where would Feng Xiaohan still have the strength to be strong, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago.
"What are you doing?" Before she could take two breaths, the voice of the yin owl began again, and because it was extremely weak, it seemed very gentle.
Lin Zuiliu squinted at Feng Xiaohan, who was tied to the chair, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in attacking and being reversed, she snorted coldly and said, "I saved your life, you have a better attitude towards me." ”
"Who made you nosy! What if I didn't? Feng Xiaohan frowned, and his good-looking side face was full of impatience.
"Then I'll kill you." Lin Zuiliu imitated Feng Xiaohan and played with the blue quenched dagger in his hand.
As she spoke, she suddenly stared at a pair of beautiful eyes, and the arms behind Feng Xiaohan's back flexibly bent and struggled, and he got out of the rope. He stepped forward and pressed Lin Zuiliu on the cabinet next to the bed.
The postures of the two are extremely intimate, but their eyes are infinitely cold.
"You ......" Lin Zuiliu screamed badly, and he turned his mind to get back a game.
"I'm not a person who doesn't have grudges, I'll let you go today......" I didn't think about it, Feng Xiaohan didn't embarrass her, but said in a gloomy voice, "As for you going back, will you be accepted by my senior brother, it's your creation!" ”
On the night of the wedding, Mei Jiaoniang was kidnapped by thieves and came back the next day. This was originally an explosive news and a hat that covered the sky, not to mention that the male protagonist in the center of the whirlpool was still the prince.
Lin Zuiliu had already thought of the scene after he went back like this.
She thought about it, smiled for a while, and said, "Then I won't leave." ”
"What did you say?" Feng Xiaohan was stunned for a moment, suspecting that his ears were wrong.
The chief killer of the Shocking Pavilion was rarely soft-hearted, and wanted to let her live, but she didn't appreciate it at all?
"I don't know the way back, so I might as well sit here first. If you're bored, why don't you tell me the story of you and Bang Bang? Lin Zuiliu smiled and walked away from his shackles, looking familiar.
At the mention of the woman's name and surname, Feng Xiaohan, who could also disdain the fatal injury, finally made waves.