The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Ming Xi felt warm in her heart, "Yin Hen, thank you for your kindness, but let's forget it. The most important thing now is to heal your own injuries. As for me, it's okay. I'm used to it."

Yin Hen was silent for a moment, then said, "I understand what you mean. Believe me, after I recover from my injury, I will definitely help you get justice."

Mingxi smiled and nodded, "Yes! I believe you."

Yin Hen took out a pony woven from grass from his pocket and handed it to Ming Xi.

"Last time we talked, I heard you say your birthday was coming up, and I kept remembering it, but I didn't have anything good to give you as a gift, so I made up this little thing."

"Wow~ Yin Hen, you have really skillful hands, thank you!"

Mingxi took it with surprise, played with it in his hand for a while, and then put it carefully close to his body.

“Pah-pah-pah-pah-pah-pah”

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps like drumbeats outside the door, followed by a lazy voice:

"My brother Mingxi is so charming that people always miss him wherever he goes."

When Ming Xi heard this, he stood up suddenly as if struck by lightning, his face turned pale in an instant, and he looked towards the door.

The young man was wearing a white shirt, black casual pants, and holding a cigarette in his hand.

In the smoke, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at the two of them like a hunter locking onto his prey, his eyes full of teasing.

"Su, Su Xiang, why are you here?" After Ming Xi reacted, he protected Yin Hen behind him and asked.

"Brother Mingxi, I came here with you~" Su Xiang blinked his big eyes, looking like a cunning fox.

"Are you Su Xiang?" Yin Hen was fearless and looked at him without any fear.

"Hmm~" Su Xiang exhaled a puff of white smoke, his eyes fell on Yin Hen, he looked him up and down, and commented with a smile:

"You look pretty good-looking, no wonder Brother Mingxi took such a big risk and wanted to hide you."

Ming Xi suddenly rushed to Su Xiang, hugged his waist tightly with both hands, turned his head and said to Yin Hen:

"Hurry up and leave! This person is too dangerous. It will be too late if you don't leave now.

"Snapped--!"

Su Xiang slapped him in the face. This seemingly light slap was like a gust of wind, causing Ming Xi to fall to the ground, with a trace of blood immediately flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"You are a traitor. You spend my money and use my things to support a gigolo. You will suffer when you go back."

"Mingxi!" Yin Hen hurriedly ran forward, helped him up, and glared at Su Xiang angrily, his eyes seemed to be able to spit fire.

Yin Hen was a ruthless man who didn't talk much. He attacked Su Xiang directly. Every punch he threw was filled with endless power. The air made bursts of explosions under the impact of the fist wind.

Su Xiang was not in a hurry, dodging left and right, avoiding the attack at the critical moment. His figure was as light as a feather, and he shuttled leisurely under Yin Hen's violent attack.

Seeing that his attacks were ineffective, Yin Hen's moves became more fierce and fierce, with an unstoppable momentum.

However, Su Xiang just smiled lightly, turned slightly, put the cigarette in his mouth and fought back, easily grabbing Yin Hen's arm and twisting it back.

Yin Hen felt a sharp pain in his arm and almost cried out. But he endured the pain, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and tried to break free from Su Xiang's restraints.

But he found that Su Xiang's strength was like steel and could not be shaken at all. Su Xiang showed a cruel smile on his face. He increased the strength of his hand, and Yin Hen's arm made a teeth-grinding sound.

"When a person puts on clothes, he can have 18,000 faces, but when he takes off his skin, he has 206 bones. I'm going to tear you apart and see. If you dare to fight me, you must have some rebellious bones."

Su Xiang said cruelly and kicked his knee. Yin Hen's knee seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and the pain spread all over his body. His knee softened and he knelt on the ground.

He groaned, gritted his teeth, and looked at Su Xiang fiercely. Su Xiang raised his leg, stepped on his shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Don't look at me like that, let's play slowly~"

As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked Yin Hen in the chest again, causing him to fly backwards and fall heavily to the ground, coughing and spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

"Yin Hen!" Ming Xi rushed over nervously to check his injuries.

"Are you OK?"

"Ahem, I'm fine..."

Su Xiang looked at them coldly and flicked the ash off his cigarette nonchalantly, "Brother Mingxi, I will be very sad if you are so affectionate with him in front of me~"

Ming Xi didn't care about the blood at the corner of his mouth. He knelt down and crawled to Su Xiang's feet, hugged his legs tightly, and tears burst out of his eyes.

"Su Xiang, I beg you, please let Yin Hen go. It's all my fault. If you want to punish me, punish me. Please let him go."

Su Xiang looked down at Ming Xi, his eyes full of indifference. "Brother Ming Xi, you have never been sad for me, but you cried like this for him. It's really too annoying."

Yin Hen struggled to stand up, but fell to the ground again because of his severe injuries. "Ming Xi, don't beg him. The worst that can happen is death. I'm not afraid of death, I just implicated you."

Ming Xi turned to Yin Hen and cried, "No, Yin Hen, you can't die. Su Xiang, what do you want me to do in order to let him go? As long as you let him go, I will do anything."

Su Xiang squatted down and patted his face, "Brother Mingxi, you are so good, I like you. Don't worry, I promise to make his death a quick death and never torture him..."

"Pfft~!"

Suddenly, the sound of a sharp blade piercing the skin seemed extremely abrupt in the silent room.

Su Xiang was stunned and lowered his head to look at the dagger on his chest. Blood stained his clothes red and dripped onto the ground.

"Brother Mingxi, do you want to kill me?"

Ming Xi held the hilt of the knife and stared at Su Xiang blankly. He didn't want to kill him, he was just too impatient, so he drew the knife out of control.

But why...Su Xiang is such a powerful guy, how could he be stabbed by me?

Mingxi's eyes widened in panic. He loosened his grip on the hilt of the knife with trembling hands, as if the dagger was the most terrifying thing in the world.

After a brief panic, Ming Xi quickly came to his senses. He knew that with Su Xiang's cultivation level, this minor injury was not a big deal. He could not hesitate any longer and had to take Yin Hen away immediately.

Ming Xi rushed to Yin Hen, helped him up, and the two of them stumbled out of the house.

In the forest, the leaves rustled, as if playing a tense melody for their escape. Ming Xi held Yin Hen's hand tightly and ran wildly on the rugged mountain road.

Their figures shuttled among the mottled shadows of the trees, like two wounded little animals, desperately looking for a safe hiding place.

Mingxi's clothes were soaked with sweat, and his breathing was rapid and disordered, but he did not dare to stop. Every time he looked back, he seemed to see Su Xiang's angry figure chasing him closely behind him.

"Yin?, are you tired? Let's hold on a little longer and we'll be fine once we get to a safe place." Ming Xi said, looking at his pale cheek.

"Well, don't worry, I can still hold on." Yin Hen replied while enduring the severe pain in his chest.

A vulture flew overhead, emitting a sharp cry. Ming Xi's heart suddenly tightened, and he was worried that this was a sign that Su Xiang was chasing him.

They quickened their pace, and the dead branches and leaves under their feet crunched. The forest seemed to have turned into a huge maze, and they struggled to find a way out.

Mingxi ran while looking around vigilantly. His eyes were filled with fear and anxiety, but he didn't notice that the person he was holding on to had changed...