Fast Time Travel: The Villain's First Love

Chapter 43 The boy imprisoned in the painting (8)

Mu Zhili's breath was stagnant, she knew that her master's hands were also covered with blood, but no matter how many people he killed, he would never kill in front of her eyes, this was the first time she watched someone die in front of her eyes in front of……

She covered her chest with tears in her eyes and took a step back carefully. This appalling and heinous act was too frightening.

It will be her turn later, if she thinks about it, maybe her death will be uglier than this, and her whole body will be bad.

"Blood..." Zhang Yang was so frightened that tears flowed out, his lips were trembling, and he shrank behind Mu Zhili with his head in his arms, "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

The penholder that was still dripping with blood fell into Shen Yunjing's hands again, and he suddenly chuckled as he watched the two of them.

This laughter is a bit weird, Mu Zhili panicked even more, what is he laughing at, he just killed a person, what's so funny?Did he know that his smile was almost frightening to death.

"Commander, please give me a hug." She couldn't handle this kind of situation.

She couldn't help thinking, if her master was here, Shen Yunjing wouldn't be so rampant, and slapped him to death with a single palm.

"Who do you want to choose next?" Shen Yunjing asked, shaking the tip of his pen.

Blood dripped to the ground with a thud, and Mu Zhili stared at the red on the ground with a stiff body, this was totally Ling Chi.

The eldest princess’s people will be here soon, today is not going to survive, and it’s hard to watch them die in front of her eyes. Anyway, even if she dies, she still has one more chance. If she lifts her foot, she should die first.

But before she could make a choice, someone pushed her body from behind and rushed straight to where Shen Yunjing was.

The person who pushed her would be no one else but Zhang Yang, Mu Zhili cursed, it was one thing for her to decide to die first, but it was another thing to be stabbed in the back, let alone Shen Yunjing, she was considered a ghost Zhang Yang will not be let go!

The moment she rushed over, the painting in her arms fell to the ground, rolled forward and spread out.

Mu Zhili lay on the ground and looked at the spread words, only a few bold bold characters were swiping the screen in his mind, it was all over!

She froze and didn't dare to raise her head. This time, she was afraid that she was about to die in a terrible way. "Commander..."

[Don't call me! ] Everyone said that he was still a child and couldn't watch bloody scenes, 【I can't control it! 】

Shen Yunjing stared at the painting on the ground, the smile in those eyes disappeared, and the scarlet pupils glowed with a gloomy cold light, carrying fragmented madness and danger.

He didn't ask about one of the paintings for the time being, but he was too familiar with the other painting. He was trapped in it for a full eleven months, and the pain he suffered every minute and every second was soaked into the bone marrow and could not be erased.

As soon as he sees this painting, he will always think of all the humiliation he suffered at Yan Feiran, the nausea that those lowly guards shook him, the pain of Ling Chi, and the pain he saw with his own eyes. The blood flowed out of the body little by little, and the helplessness of life passed away little by little.

Until the end, his body was thrown in a mass grave and eaten by wild dogs.

From the beginning to the end, there was no one who helped him, not even one who worshiped him. Even though they did these things, they all lived with peace of mind, and he was the only one who suffered.

Shen Yunjing bent down and picked up the painting from the ground.

When his fingers touched the painting, he realized that something was wrong. This was not the painting. If it was that painting, he would feel burning pain when he touched it, instead of being completely unresponsive like now.

He had forgotten that this painting had been kept by Yan Feiran all the time, with her temperament, how could it be seen by others, he looked down at the person, "Where did you imitate the painting?"

Mu Zhili got up from the ground in a hurry, rolled up another painting, hugged it in his arms and knelt on the ground, looking up at him pitifully, "I said I dreamed it, do you believe it?"

"What do you think?" The painting in his hand instantly burned to ashes, he looked at Mu Zhili with a sarcastic smile on his lips, he was still talking nonsense when he was about to die, he really didn't know what to say.

With a wave of his hand, he tore off her veil. The girl's pretty face was still childish, it was a completely unfamiliar face, a person he had never seen before.

This person is not someone he knows, let alone Yan Feiran.

There are countless private male pets in the princess mansion, she will not let someone who is younger and prettier than herself enter and leave the princess mansion, so where did she see that painting?
Or is that painting not in Yan Feiran's place now?
Their attention was attracted by the painting, so Zhang Yang took advantage of the opportunity that neither of them paid attention to him, got up from the ground, and staggered towards the door.

Shen Yunjing looked at him like a clown, glanced at him from the corner of the eye, the game of cat and mouse is quite fun, isn't it?
The rain is getting heavier.

The water splashed wet the hem of his clothes, Zhang Yang ran forward regardless, and at the moment he was about to pull the courtyard door, the door opened from the outside.

Zhang Yang was knocked to the ground, his face was covered with mud, he wiped the mud from his eyes, he didn't care about anything else, he only knew that the door opened from the outside, which meant someone was coming...

Getting up from the puddle, he had the joy of being saved, "Save..."

Bitter murderous aura surged over the sky, the sound of rain covered up the sound of the sword being unsheathed, and before he could utter the remaining words, his throat was sealed by a sword.

His body fell to the ground, his eyes were staring at Liuyuan, and his blood spread with the rain until the color became lighter and weaker...

The well-trained man in black held a sharp sword and approached the room with a stern expression. The leading man in black obviously saw that there were still people in the room. He raised his hand as a signal and said hoarsely, "No one will be left alive!"

Mu Zhili couldn't care less about Shen Yunjing at this moment, she retreated and murmured, "Dead, dead, dead..."

Shen Yunjing stood aside, watching them pass in front of him, since someone made a move, he just waited and watched the show.

At the moment when the killer raised his sharp sword, there were several swishing sound of feathered arrows piercing through the air. The approaching man in black heard the sound and staggered his body to both sides at the same time, and the arrow was nailed to the side of Mu Zhili. On the wall, the tail feathers trembled and made a buzzing sound.

The arrow flew past just now, and the difference between her and her was only a few inches. If it missed any more, she would have died. Mu Zhili was startled in a cold sweat, "Commander, who is here again?"

The situation became more and more complicated. The commander looked at the extra green dots on the screen and checked, and he said, 【It's your cousin's person. 】

"Finally a family member!" The merit earned in the first world was preserved, and she did not suffer in vain. Mu Zhili sighed, "I will be saved."

Shen Yunjing looked at her expression of rejoicing after the catastrophe, and couldn't help but click his tongue, "It's really a fate."

(End of this chapter)