Villains have special death skills

Chapter 205
"Little Orange, Little Orange—" After a meow, a yellow shadow jumped out of the yard from the corner of the wall and disappeared in a flash.

Su Shunqing frowned, the playful little orange cat sneaked into the study and took most of Yan Chixia's charm away.

She chased out the door, and when she reached the alley, a downcast figure bumped into him. It was a drunk man. She exclaimed, and looked down at the rolling figure. The man had disheveled hair, smelled of alcohol, and his clothes Messy and dirty.

"I'm sorry..." the man reeking of alcohol muttered.

Su Shunqing hummed twice indiscriminately, and wanted to lift her leg to leave. The moment she lifted her foot, she squinted at the man's face, which surprised her. The elegant and handsome facial features were not the Taishi she had seen before. Who is He Zixiao?

It's just...how could he be so down and out.

Su Shunqing didn't think much about it, but just as she walked out of the alley, she felt dizzy. She held on to the mottled corner of the wall and tried her best to stabilize the rolling in her stomach.

……

Zhu Erdan's wife, Zhu Shi, just came back from outside. Recently, the essays written by the husband have become more and more brilliant, and he has been praised by his master. Presumably, in the coming year, Chunwei will definitely be on the list, get a good name in the exam, and honor his ancestors.

When Mrs. Zhu was thinking about Fu with joy, she turned her eyes and saw a familiar figure fainting in the corner of the wall. She was startled, and quickly put down all the ingredients she bought, and called someone to help the fainted Su Shunqing home. He went to the street and called the doctor.

"Doctor, how is she?" Zhu asked worriedly.

The old man with a gray beard felt the pulse for others through the curtain. He stroked his beard, and after a while, he smiled and said, "Congratulations, this lady is not sick, but pregnant. It's a happy pulse. It's just that she has been too nervous recently. I was exhausted, so I fainted, and I will wait for the old man to prescribe some anti-abortion medicine that concentrates the breath and drink a few doses."

Su Shunqing, who just woke up on the bed, listened to the words word by word. She tightly grasped the hand of the brocade quilt, and bit her lower lip with a look of embarrassment.

I don't know if this is good news or... maybe this is fate?
When Mrs. Zhu came back with the prescription, she saw the person on the bed turned over and sat up in a daze. She hurried over and told her the good news. Seeing her respond with a blank face, she asked in puzzlement: "Sister-in-law of the Yan family, why am I not very happy to see you?"

"No, I'm very happy." She showed a forced smile, took the pharmacy from Mrs. Zhu, thanked her, and congratulated her on Zhu Sheng's growing talent recently.

Mrs. Zhu sent her to the gate of the courtyard and told her not to be too tired recently.

"Thank you, Mrs. Zhu."

"Hey, thank you for what you are talking about, we are all neighbors, that's enough, go back and rest."

Su Shunqing nodded to her, then dragged herself back to the room.

She couldn't help touching her flat abdomen, a little life was born under her palm, in her flesh and blood.

Here, she just lay down not long ago, thinking about some random things in her head, thinking about how stupid he would look when Yan Chixia came back and she told him about it, he was probably happy Be happy.

It's just that she didn't count the beginning, let alone the ending.

The scorching sun at noon penetrated into the clouds, and suddenly a large black cloud floated from the sky, covering the sky in an instant.

There were hurried and chaotic footsteps in the corridor, and with a bang, someone hurriedly kicked the door open.

The moment Su Shunqing woke up and opened her eyes, Yan Chixia, who had always been accommodating to her in every possible way, dared to dig her out of the bed. Before she even had time to put on her coat, the cold wind outside the window blown away the remaining half of the heat, and she shivered. Shaking, she looked at him inexplicably, waiting for his explanation.

"You killed that Painted Skin Ghost?" he demanded, throwing a bunch of things at her feet.

She glanced at it, and it was the special paintbrush needed by Painted Skin Ghost to draw on the painted skin, and the skin of Painted Skin Ghost, when the cold wind blew, the thin painted skin rolled and was pressed by the paint brush again.

"You are not human, who are you?" He turned his face away from her, his tone was unprecedentedly cold.

She brushed back the shattered hair at the temples that had been blown by the wind, the sun penetrated into the clouds, the sky dimmed, and the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.

"Are you going to accuse me of a dead ghost?" She said, her tone was calm and flat, and the joy in the morning was gone. His cold words and attitude were like a bucket of cold water pouring down from her head, chilling her body. My heart is three points cold.

Yan Chixia pursed her lips and said, "You are a demon."

This is a declarative sentence, not a question, but a simple, straightforward statement of a fact.

"Yes," she gathered her obscene clothes, and took two steps back with a calm expression on her face.

She let herself lean against the door, so that she would not fall down when all her strength was taken away.

She has never been willing to admit defeat, sorry, this word is not in her dictionary.

"Kill her, she is a demon, a demon who bewitches you, a demon who fascinates your mind." A voice said in Yan Chixia's ear.

"Kill her, kill her, your Tao will become..."

Yan Chixia tightened the sword in her hand, her chest heaved up and down, and her eyes were dim.

Wang Sheng Wang Zhiyou's wife begged him to kill the Painted Skin Ghost, and he and Wang went to the study in the Youhuang Bamboo Forest, but saw Wang Sheng lying in a pool of blood, with a blood hole in his chest, and he was unconscious. Awake.

He told Mrs. Wang that the way to save Wang Sheng was to ask a crazy old Taoist on the East Street. Unexpectedly, the old Taoist revealed the truth in his madness. He was dubious and went back to the house. The painting skin and painting utensils of ghosts, but he lives together day and night, cherishes and cherishes his beautiful wife is actually a demon.

Yan Chixia drew the sword in inexplicable anger, and when the sword pierced into the flesh, there was a clear "poor" before he realized what he had done.

"Huaihuai," he said in surprise, he wanted to step forward but was at a loss.

Su Shunqing was stabbed in the chest, but there was a faint pain in her abdomen. This pain gradually spread from her abdomen to her whole body, draining all the strength in her body. As soon as her lower abdomen warmed up, a stream of thick blood stained her underwear, dripping Falling to the ground, the gray marble was stained red.

"Yan Chixia, get out of here." She braced herself and tried her best not to slip and fall to the ground, she said sharply word by word.

She thought that the expression on her face should be unprecedentedly ferocious.

The only person who can hurt someone is always the one she cares about, the person closest to her.

For her, it is her pillow person.

He killed their child for an unnecessary stranger.

"Huaihuai," he called again, the sharp sword fell to the ground in his trembling, and a few drops of blood splashed on his face.

"Get lost, don't force me to kill you." She covered her wound on her chest and said tremblingly, "So what is a monster, what is a human being, you are not as good as a monster, a pedantic Taoist priest, and you want to covet the beauty of the world, you deserve it!" ?"

"Smile at you, and Gougou's fingers are foolishly confused." She sneered, and said coldly, "Yan Chixia, you are in vain as a Taoist disciple."

　Don't ask meow if it's for the sake of abuse or something, it's all for the plot, how can you become the tree demon grandma if you don't separate~ Xiaoqian from time-traveling is about to appear, I feel that the writing is a bit...failed Liaozhai, cry!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)