I don't know if it's because of my cranky thoughts, Yun Xiaoshuang suddenly felt a chill behind her. She subconsciously looked back, and there was only a cool wind blowing in her face.

It's almost the warmer season, but the weather is still cloudy and sunny. Although it was warm during the day, the wind was still cooler at night.

Yun Xiaoshuang always felt a little uncomfortable, so she pushed Zhao Mocheng to go faster.

The next night, Yun Xiaoshuang felt the coolness flashing behind her again. This time it wasn't like the wind, but like a pair of eyes staring at her from behind.

If it is daytime, Yun Xiaoshuang will definitely not be afraid. But this is night, knowing that she is being followed, but Yun Xiaoshuang, who has been brainwashed by ghost stories, will still feel a chill behind her.

Especially Zheng Duoduo has not been dead for more than seven days, and he doesn't know if his soul has left here. According to that guy's brain circuit, maybe he resented her death on himself, and he wanted to come over and take her life.

These are all cranky thoughts, Yun Xiaoshuang knows it herself, but she still can't help but think about it, and the feeling of being scared and exciting is simply not too good.

This situation lasted for three days, and the sight behind her became more and more obvious, and Yun Xiaoshuang could even feel a strong hatred and killing intent from staring at her gaze. But at this time, Zhao Mocheng found a reason to leave Murong Ye and Zhao Hong, and Yun Xiaoshuang went home alone.

On the fourth day, in the narrow alley where there were only two people, Yun Xiaoshuang and Zhao Mocheng, Yun Xiaoshuang felt the chill that came from his back and pierced into his bones.

This was definitely the strongest killing intent she had ever felt, even stronger and more terrifying than when Mo Xuelou and Chen Ran faced each other that day.

Suddenly, Yun Xiaoshuang felt a chill hit her back, and then her heart tightened, and her strong sixth sense made her feel that someone was rapidly approaching behind her, so she pulled Zhao Mocheng to quickly dodge and take a few steps back until her back was against the wall.

At the same time, a sharp dagger slashed in front of Zhao Mocheng without even touching a single trace of his hair, and Yun Xiaoshuang's retreat also took the opportunity to distance himself from others.

The person who tried to stab the knife into Yun Xiaoshuang's heart from the back was dressed in black, and if it was darker, it would blend perfectly into the night. He wrapped himself tightly, revealing only one pair of eyes. But those eyes were full of hatred and anger and the fierceness that couldn't be hidden to kill Yun Xiaoshuang, and it was not difficult to guess who this man in black was.

After Yun Xiaoshuang dodged one of his skills with all his strength, there was no nonsense, and he turned the dagger again and slashed towards Yun Xiaoshuang's neck. It's just that before he got close, Zhao Mocheng, who was in a wheelchair, suddenly raised his foot and kicked the man in black in the stomach, forcing him back a few steps.

Something was tumbling in his stomach, and the man in black almost threw up all the food he had eaten at noon. He covered his stomach, looked at the expressionless man in the wheelchair in surprise, and said, "You are not a cripple!" ”

Zhao Mocheng's gaze was indifferent, and he felt troublesome even nodding his head at the other party's words.

Yun Xiaoshuang sneered and said, "It's worthy of killing people, and the attack is simply decisive, without even a word of nonsense." ”

The man in black looked disdainful and clenched the dagger in his hand again. Zhao Mocheng turned his wheelchair and completely protected Yun Xiaoshuang behind him, staring at the man in black with a pair of cold eyes that rarely fluctuated, and simply and calmly met his eyes full of hatred and murder.

The man in black glanced at the man in the wheelchair, rushed over at a different angle, and when he was about to approach, he suddenly hit the ground hard, his body jumped up with his strength, and the dagger in his hand was plunged towards Yun Xiaoshuang's head, and at the same time, a few more silver darts appeared in his other hand and shot towards Zhao Mocheng.

He actually wanted to eradicate both of them at the same time!

Zhao Mocheng snorted coldly, grabbed Yun Xiaoshuang's wrist and pulled her forward. At the same time, he lifted the crutches hanging from his wheelchair to find the right direction and knocked it down, hitting the man in black on the wrist, forcing him to let go of the silver dart in his hand, and then quickly turned the wheelchair to dodge, distancing himself from him again.

Zhao Mocheng's speed was extremely fast, everything happened between lightning and flint, and even the black-clothed people who wanted to kill them were stunned by this cloud-like evasion.

Zhao Mocheng wouldn't give him a chance to come back to his senses, and just when the man in black was stunned, he slid out of the wheelchair again and raised his crutches and knocked his back.

The cold wind from behind forced out the potential of the man in black, making his reaction speed increase several times at this moment, and he quickly turned around and took the falling crutches, which saved himself from falling to the ground in embarrassment. After controlling one side, the man in black immediately used another mid-air turn to pull Zhao Mocheng out of the wheelchair.

He let out a triumphant chuckle and raised his leg to kick Zhao Mocheng's waist. Although Zhao Mocheng was surprised when he kicked him just now, the force was not very large, and there was no way to compare it with a normal man, and it must have only recovered soon.

He kicked this kick, just to kick Zhao Mochengchai's newly recovered legs lazily again!

Zhao Mocheng obviously guessed his intentions, so he immediately abandoned his crutches after being pulled out of the wheelchair by the man in black, pulled his hair and ears with both hands, and when the man in black's leg kicked down, he tore it hard to the side, and the man in black suddenly screamed in pain, and the movement on his leg was naturally much lighter.

Zhao Mocheng wanted to take advantage of this to distance himself from him, but the man in black was extremely difficult, his methods were simple and rude, and he was extremely fond of hand-to-hand combat, so he grabbed his clothes again and tried to press him to the ground. Xu was annoyed by the entanglement, Zhao Mocheng frowned, pinched his fingers on his hand, and suddenly slapped it out, smashing him directly against the wall.

Zhao Mocheng stood up from the ground, looked at the white clothes stained with dust, his brows furrowed more and more, a rare trace of annoyance appeared in his eyes, and he raised his fist and smashed towards the man in black.

At that moment, fear suddenly came out of all parts of his body and completely enveloped him, and even his eyes were dark for a moment. At that moment, there was only one thought left in his mind: "Absolutely make up for it, carry this fist, otherwise it will definitely kill me!" ”

I don't know if the desire to survive in his heart is too strong and strong, and it really let him dodge this fist, but at the same time, a huge sound of "bang" broke out in his ears.

The man in black felt himself numb from head to toe, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

His eyes trembled and he looked to the side, and suddenly, his eyes widened, and his body trembled like chaff. If it weren't for the dignity of the nobility supporting him, I'm afraid he would have been scared to pee his pants at this time.

I saw that next to his head, Zhao Mocheng's fist was still smashed here, and the wall centered on his fist actually cracked.

This crippled man he thought was a crippled man with no lethal power, but now he smashed a hole in the wall with his bare hands.

Now, the man was staring down at himself. His eyes were swarthy, and some astigmatism fell into his eyes, adding to the coldness.

Obviously he was already trembling, but he still glared at him angrily and asked, "Bastard, do you know who I am?" If you do this to me today, I will make you pay a terrible price tomorrow! ”

"Oh? Yes, it's a pity that I've never liked to be threatened. As he spoke, Zhao Mocheng suddenly picked up the man in black like a chicken, grabbed his arm with one hand, and screwed it off directly.

In an instant, the terrible screams lit up the lights of several households, and the cry of babies could be heard in some of the rooms, but no one came out to see what was happening.

The man in black looked at him tremblingly, and finally became afraid.

Until today, or until now, he didn't know who he had provoked!

No, this person in front of him can't be considered a person at all, he is a ghost, a devil, a devil who climbed up from hell!

Zhao Mocheng didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and after breaking one of his arms, he began to look at him again, as if he was thinking about where to start next.

The man in black panicked and shouted, "Bastard! I am the prince of the Marquis of Xiaoyao, and you little six-pin master dare to touch me! ”

Zhao Mocheng looked at him, his eyes were calm, and even after he revealed his identity, his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, cutting off his legs and abolishing his cultivation. This is not the end, Zhao Mocheng directly dragged him to the wheelchair with his back collar, sat on it himself, and let Yun Xiaoshuang push him to the yamen.

At night, the big drum in front of the yamen was smashed.

"Who!" The night catcher opened the door impatiently, yawning in his mouth, and it seemed that he had gone to sleep secretly.

The man in the wheelchair raised his eyes, and the eyes that were scattered with a cold light in the night shivered a few times, and he ran back with a crawl, and anxiously knocked on the door of the county. Although their master is a county leader in Jing County, he is one rank higher than the Tuxian Cheng in other places, but the other party is the head of the sixth grade!

The official university crushes people to death at the first level, and the difference between the first level is thousands of miles!

Xiancheng was originally angry and wanted to lose his temper, but as soon as he heard that it was Zhao Mocheng, the head of the sixth grade, he hurriedly returned to the house and got dressed, and asked in shock and impatience: "What you said is true?" Hasn't he always been in charge of what he does? What are you doing with me today? ”

He carefully recalled who had come to his little yamen today, and checked in his mind one by one which was most likely to have something to do with Zhao Mocheng, but except for the eighth prince Song Zhehao, he couldn't find a second person who had a very good intersection with him.

He has been in the company for half a year, but in this half a year, he has kept a distance from everyone, does not help, does not exclude, and always only has the little thing at hand in his eyes, but how could such a person suddenly come here?