Wearing books: relying on family wealth to start a decadent career

"You!" He shook his head, deliberately ignoring the fear caused by the poison.

The person in front of him looked miserable, but in his heart he just wanted to pull down one of them.

Thinking this, he wanted to rush forward, but he got caught by something.

When he lowered his head, he saw a group of dirty people tightly wrapped around his legs. No matter how hard he tried to kick them, it was useless.

Ming Huaying put a piccolo to her lips. She had not tried these, she had only seen the types of poisons left for her and how to operate them.

She didn't know whether the melody of this kind of piccolo would be different from the usual practice.

I can only follow the drawing in my memory.

Sensing the sudden change in the other person's expression, Ming Huaying knew she was right.

Mingchuan's cheeks were already red and swollen from being kicked. She couldn't panic. If she made a mistake, they would both die.

Slowly, the man's struggling movements became smaller, and Ming Huaying tried his best to move around him and change positions.

Finally, the man fell to the ground, and a figure flashed behind him and slashed hard at the back of his neck.

People have passed out.

Ming Huaying was almost unsteady and almost fell down. Fortunately, Xiaofeng held her in time.

"Sister Aying."

Minghuaying exhaled as if he had survived a catastrophe, this place was too desolate.

She used the strength of the breeze to move to Mingchuan, who was picked up by someone, and thanked the person who came, "Thank you very much."

The visitor shook his head gently: "It's not appropriate to say more here. Let's leave first."

Until half an hour passed, Ming Huaying still couldn't help but feel scared.

If she went to bed early today and woke up from an uneasy sleep, it would be too late by the time she arrived.

Fortunately, she told Mingchuan about Yanagisawa Yue.

Fortunately they trust each other.

Ming Huaying wiped Mingchuan's face, put the handkerchief into the basin, looked at Pei Zhen and said, "It's so late, you go and rest first, I'll guard him."

"How can that be done?" Pei Zhen stopped leaning on Ming Huaying at this time, "Just leave me alone. You can go back. I will take him to you tomorrow."

Ming Huaying was still a little hesitant.

They came to the nearest Mingxin Mansion, found the sleepy Pei Zhen, and took him into his room.

Xiaofeng felt like he was being punched and looked over at his senior brother who looked normal.

After meeting his gaze, he realized what he was saying and said in a daze: "Let's go back first, Sister Aying. Mr. Pei will take good care of him. Atao is still waiting at home, don't let her worry."

Ming Huaying was in a daze for a moment, forgetting that there was still someone in Xige.

For a moment, she thought she had returned to the day she was murdered. It was unclear in her mind which of these memories were from the present and which were from the past.

She calmed down, looked at Pei Zhen and said, "You should also have a good rest."

Pei Zhen urged as if chasing people away: "I know, I know, you go back quickly."

Ming Huaying looked at Mingchuan with closed eyes again, turned around and left.

It's almost midnight, the streets are pitch black, and every house has closed its doors and is sleeping.

There was only one lamp burning in Jie Xi Pavilion, and the shadows of nodding and napping figures could be seen through the window.

Ji Huatao was startled awake by the sound of opening the door. He raised the lamp and subconsciously squinted his eyes to see who was coming.

She felt relieved when she saw a familiar figure, put down the oil lamp and muttered: "You are finally back."

I feel something is wrong again, why is there a man?

He got closer and heard Ming Huaying's voice: "If you're so sleepy, go to sleep first."

Ji Huatao stretched his body and pretended to be clear: "I'm not sleepy. Please tell me what happened first."

She looked at the unknown person and whispered to herself: "Who is he?"

The man laughed softly, cleared his throat and said, "I thank you Zhiwu, Xiaofeng's senior brother."

"Oh--"

Ji Huatao spoke in a long voice and looked at him left and right: "I recognize you, the trap stall owner."

Xie Zhiwu was stunned, retreated and hid behind Xiaofeng.

Ming Huaying asked: "Where is Mr. Xie resting?"

Xie Zhiwu said: "I live in an inn near here."

He added: "I originally wanted to find Xiaofeng."

"Then why did you come back together?" Ji Huatao still didn't miss the slightest hint of something wrong and looked at Ming Huaying.

Ming Huaying knew that there was no way to escape tonight, so she simply led a few people to sit down and explained the matter clearly while resting.

Ji Huatao was stunned when he heard this, and took advantage of Ming Huaying to drink water to check whether there were any injuries on the bodies of several people.

Xiaofeng saw her thoughts and shook his head at her: "We are all fine. Senior brother came over and dealt with one of them with me. It's just that the other one caught Mr. Ming. He should have been injured."

At that time, Xiaofeng stopped one without thinking too much. The moment she took action, she realized who the person who had been following her was.

"It's just that one of them ran away."

The man knew he couldn't beat two people, so when he was hit again and seriously injured, he threw up a handful of dirt and took the opportunity to escape.

"Then, what to do then?"

Xie Zhiwu comforted him: "He has a lot of injuries on his body. Even if he runs, he can't run very far, and it will take some time to recover from his injuries. Girl, don't worry."

Thinking of something and looking at Ming Huaying, he thought the source was this person.

And he took the opportunity to look over there during the fight. The man who fainted was swallowed by something, otherwise he would not be like this.

Seemingly noticing his gaze, Ming Huaying turned around and looked over: "Master Xie, do you have something to say?"

Xie Zhiwu pursed his lips and said nothing. After waiting for a while, Xiaofeng couldn't help but say: "Senior brother, just don't say anything. We have to rest."

This is to chase people away.

Xiaofeng had a cold face and was not afraid of him.

Xie Zhiwu's expression changed from stunned to helpless: "Sure. I'll come back tomorrow."

Xiaofeng pushed him out before he finished speaking, and closed the door without saying a word.

This series of actions surprised Ji Huatao, and he looked outside again and again: "Wouldn't he be angry?"

"Angry?" Xiaofeng was puzzled, "Why are you angry?"

She remembered doing this to Xie Zhiwu before they came down the mountain. He looked like he was enjoying it, without any sign of anger.

Ji Huatao was choked, okay, your relationship is extraordinary.

The crescent moon moves to the west, and the scene below seems to be in full view.

The grass was shaking, and a man fell on it and couldn't stop vomiting blood. It was like there was a hole in his heart that couldn't be blocked.

Is it really possible to die from this?

He was a little unconvinced. Even though he had used forbidden methods and suffered backlash, he was still no better than others.

His eyes slowly became blurry. Their branch still had unfinished business and could only rely on them.

Just when he was about to close his eyes, a person's shadow enveloped him, and there seemed to be disgust in his mouth: "Do you really want to die that much?"

When he didn't get a response, he frowned, kicked the other person, and finally put the person on his shoulder and left.

The downed grass is slowly recovering, and blood has dried on it, leaving dark red marks.