What is it like to be shot by a bullet?

Ye Tingcheng already remembered it too clearly.

But that feeling of being betrayed by the most trusted person, Ye Tingcheng will always remember.

That feeling is not a heart-rending pain,

Rather, it is a downright cold that penetrates deep into the bone marrow and clotts blood.

As he fell forward, she looked back at the indifference in his eyes and the dark muzzle of the gun in his hand.

"Why?"

"Because you're just a pawn." His voice sounded in Ye Tingcheng's ears, no longer gentle, but with indifference and alienation that Ye Tingcheng didn't understand. "Use it and throw it away."

"If I'm just a pawn that you throw when you run out, it's the one that will cause you the deepest pain in your life." A beautiful smile appeared on the corner of Ye Tingcheng's lips.

Just as he saw it when he first saw it.

In the midst of his enlarged pupils, a cold star flew out of the hand of the beautiful girl in front of him and went straight to his chest.

"Ye Chengcheng! You! ......" He slowly looked down in disbelief at the blood splattering from his chest, he couldn't believe his ears, Ye Tingcheng, who had already been shot and fell to the ground, could still shoot such a lethal knife, almost faster than the bullets fired from the world's finest firearms, and shot into his chest with incomparable accuracy.

Looking at him as his body fell to the ground, Ye Tingcheng's eyes were filled with a faint blood, and the corners of his lips were faintly hooked with a magnificent smile, which was thrilling.

"If I hadn't trusted you, you'd never have had the chance to stand in my back and shoot me." In the last moments of his life, what he heard was Ye Tingcheng's words in a soft tone.

If there is an afterlife, I will never let anyone stand behind my back.

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The pain permeates the whole body, and I can't tell where it is, but all the bones and flesh of the whole body have that indescribable soreness and pain, which is not the sharpest, but the most abrasive.

Ye Qingcheng slowly opened his eyes.

The harsh sunlight shone on the bare ground, and the reflected heat caused a cloud of fog to rise in front of her eyes.

It was the second time she woke up, and the first time she woke up was in the dark of night, when she opened her eyes and saw the stars and the shackles on her body.

She should have died, but she inexplicably traveled through a dynasty she had never even heard of, Daliang.

This body is very useless, it should only look like twelve or thirteen years old, extremely weak. If she hadn't been so weak, she would have managed to escape the slave caravan when she first woke up.

In fact, she did succeed, only to be caught again.

The wounds on his body were the result of that escape.

"This little thing isn't dead yet!" A voice came, followed by a black shadow, obscuring the scorching sun above Ye Qingcheng's head.

Ye Chengcheng tried hard to open his eyes to look, but only saw a black figure.

"It's weird! I was beaten half to death, and I was tied up here for two days, and I was still alive! Another voice came.

"Since you're not dead, take it back."

Ye Tingcheng felt that he had been put down from the tied stake, and was thrown on a flatbed truck without pity, and was sent to a dark room all the way.

A basin of cold water poured down from the top of her head, and she immediately stuck out her tongue and greedily licked the cool liquid left from her hair and skin.

"Do you dare to run away?" The handle of a horsewhip rested on her chin, forcing her to lift her face.

Ye Qingcheng pretended to be frightened and shrank her head, making a frightened bird, she shook her head, showing her submission and submission.

The man nodded with satisfaction, but it was just a thin girl, who suffered a big loss once, so naturally she didn't dare to run a second time.

The cool water washed away the filthy mud stains on Ye Tingcheng's face, revealing a face that was thin but already in its prime.

The man sighed, leaned over, raised his hand to separate the wet hair sticking to Ye Tingcheng's face, and took a closer look.

"Oops, I didn't expect it to be a beautiful embryo! I used to look away! His eyes lit up.

Although the little girl's face was pale, and her cheeks were deeply filled with hunger, her facial features were indeed extremely delicate, and if she could grow a little more flesh, this face would definitely be the most beautiful of all the slaves he had sold. No, it should be that all the beauties he has ever seen are not as delicate as her facial features, and she is perfect and can hardly find any shortcomings.

This little girl was thrown in front of his camp, no one knew where she came from, and she was already unconscious when she was thrown over, or he was kind enough to let people feed her some rice soup to make her breathe a sigh of relief. For this kind of little thing that "fell from the sky", he didn't care about it at that time.

"Come, take her down, take care of her, give her good food and drink. But if you run away, I'll take you all as slaves!" The man shouted, a smile on his lips. He could almost see a large amount of gold drifting past his eyes.