Chapter 44. Defoe's slap
Yu Fei smiled at the killer, not to mention how sweet that smile was, which made Feng Rong's aura change again, like a demon descending.
However, Yu Fei could only smell a strong sour smell.
Yu Fei glared at Feng Rong, walked to the torture platform, and picked up the small dagger.
Standing in place without moving, everyone didn't know what she was going to do, so they could only watch.
As everyone knows, Yu Fei is crazy about her own psychological construction, although she killed someone, but that is it.
This is to open the stomach, I haven't studied medicine, it's too heavy to die, and it's even more embarrassing if it's not heavy.
The key question is that Yu Fei has only opened the belly of the fish, how to do this person.
Do you want to let Ade do the work for you, no, I don't know when he comes back.
And in this case, Yue Ran must look down on her, it is estimated that even Feng Rong will look down on her, no matter what, come hard.
"I heard that once the condensed Dan is peeled off, this person will not be able to cultivate even if he is reincarnated." Yu Fei turned around, played with the dagger, and slowly walked in front of the killer.
The killer twisted his body and looked at Yu Fei in horror: "What are you going to do, don't come here." ”
[Sure enough, the way of cultivating immortals is the life of the monks. 】
Yue Ran looked at the assassin's reaction with a look of disbelief, just now he used a big punishment, but the two assassins didn't snort, the woman just picked up the knife, and the man began to tremble.
Why? What the hell did you go wrong!
Yu Fei snickered with joy, and thanked all the people who wrote Xiuxian novels in her heart, [You are my savior! 】
Yu Fei played with the knife in one hand, gently stroked the assassin's lower abdomen with the other, and the slender jade fingers gently swiped the muscle lines of the assassin's abdomen again, gently drawing circles on the bulging muscles from time to time, and the atmosphere became strange, as if this was not a punishment, but a game of spring blossoms.
But such an ambiguous gesture that men envy made the assassin who was touched tremble, and Feng Rong was already about to kill with a knife.
"Would you like to say something?" Yu Fei didn't know what to ask, and she didn't know what to ask, so she could only let these people speak for themselves.
But the assassin still didn't say anything, as if he was betting that Yu Fei would not dare to do it in the end.
Yu Fei collapsed, this is really forcing her to comply, [If you come, you will be safe, let's do it. 】
Yu Fei, who had made up her mind, suddenly changed the aura around her body, and slowly and gently but ruthlessly slashed open the assassin's lower abdomen.
The hand was 'gentle' along the wound, as if playing with something.
Knowing that he had touched a hard thing, Yu Fei stopped the movement in his hand, looked at the assassin coldly, but his tone was a little frivolous, as if he was teasing the other party: "It seems to have touched it, slippery, hard, warm!" ”
The assassin finally wailed, "I said, I said, I'll tell you whatever you ask." Please, don't play with it, I say! ”
The assassin was trembling all over, but he didn't dare to turn his body easily, for fear that his movements would help Yu Fei and let his golden pill dissipate.
Faced with the assassin who finally compromised, Yu Fei quickly withdrew his hand and coldly ordered the jailer: "Find a doctor to cure him." ”
After speaking, he shook off the sticky and warm blood on his hands, and turned to look at Yue Ran: "If you want to ask, you can ask yourself, I'm tired, if he doesn't say, you come to find me!" ”
Yu Fei said this deliberately, looked at the other assassin, blinked charmingly, turned around and immediately had a frosty face.
"Let Defoe come back and say I'll wait for him at the door." After speaking, he walked out of the official prison without looking back, and sat alone on the chair where the government was lying in a daze.
It wasn't until Defoe came back that she had some reaction.
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Yu Fei's series of actions in the official prison shocked Yueran, and at the same time shocked Feng Rong.
He had never thought of this Yu Fei's side, and he was even more curious about this woman in his heart.
But this time he didn't leave with Yu Fei, just because he saw the irrepressible fear when Yu Fei went under the knife.
and Yu Fei's hands that were still trembling when he left, he knew that Yu Fei needed to calm down, and now was not the time for him to appear.
So Feng Rong and Yue Ran stayed in the official prison and cruelly asked for all the information they wanted to know.
When the two walked out of the official prison together, they were in a good mood, like a beautiful landscape, and the jailer was pleasing to the eye, like a spring breeze.
Feng Rong walked to the outer hall, looked for a week but didn't see Yu Fei's figure, and frowned slightly.
At this time, Yu Fei was squatting by the stream, constantly washing his hands, scrubbing hard and crazy.
This made Defu beside her a little unsure of what to do, and in the end, she could only hold on to Yu Fei hard to prevent her from hurting herself.
But Yu Fei was very annoyed, because no matter how she washed it, the sticky feeling just couldn't be eliminated.
Even though there was no blood on her hands, the feeling was still there, which made her very uncomfortable, even frightened.
"Master, it's been washed, sober up."
Finally, Defu shouted out and gave Yu Fei a slap for the first time, the force was not big, but it was enough to deter Yu Fei, who was now flustered.
Yu Fei was beaten and seemed to become sober.
Slowly got up, stood in place, holding his beaten cheek with one hand, looking at the other hand that had been washed, not knowing what he was thinking.
Defoe knelt on the ground and did not speak, as if waiting to receive punishment.
[Yes, didn't I decide that I wanted revenge? Didn't I decide to practice martial arts to help Feng Rong? Didn't I decide to accept everything in this world? So what am I afraid of now? What are you afraid of? What are you running away from? I'm Yu Fei, I'm my own in this world, Yu Fei who is protected by the only remaining remnant soul! How can I be so cowardly and cowardly! How can I be worthy of her! How can I be worthy of myself1 Obviously, she gave me the opportunity to be reborn, obviously she gave me the perfect lover that I wanted, but I couldn't get, and the luxurious life now, so how am I now? What am I pretentious? 】
Yu Fei maintained this posture in a daze, stood for a long time, and stood until Defu's heart began to hair, and then he relieved himself and looked at Defu: "Ade, you did a good job, thank you." ”
After saying that, he fainted, Defu was frightened crazy, and he didn't know what to do while holding Yu Fei.
"Phil?" At this time, Feng Rong, who happened to be looking for her, saw Yu Fei who fell to the ground, picked her up, and anxiously asked Defu.
Defu didn't say that he beat Yu Fei, but said that Yu Fei came to the stream to clean the blood, and then fainted.
Feng Rong took Yu Fei back to the yamen, and let the doctor of the yamen see Yu Fei's situation, but the doctor couldn't treat him for some reason.
I had to call the flower girl who went to the official post first.
Only then did I know Yu Fei's condition clearly.
"Miss Yu has not eaten a drop of rice for ten days of detoxification, and she has been injured again, and she is still in this damp and dark environment, interrogating the prisoner for more than two hours, do you want her to die?" The flower girl was rarely angry and roared.
This scene shocked Zijin.
This flower girl usually makes promises in front of the prince, and even if she is beaten and scolded, she doesn't dare to say a word, but now she is angry?
Hua Niang stuffed a pill into Yu Fei's mouth and looked directly into Feng Rong's eyes: "Don't you cherish her very much?" That's how you cherish it? If you don't understand what sincerity is, please let Miss Yu go! ”
Feng Rong was a little angry by such a flower girl.
He knew that Hua Niang had different feelings for Yu Fei, frowning slightly, her voice was not loud, but it was full of majesty, as if there were countless sharp blades hidden: "Presumptuous!" ”