The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

Xue Zhiyi could tell twelve lies out of ten sentences, but one thing was definitely true, that is, Xue Zhiyi wanted to live and did not want to die at the hands of Xue Tingliu.

Thinking of this, he grabbed Xue Zhiyi, and with just a little effort, he lifted him up, and dragged him out of the ruined temple.

Xue Zhiyi discovered that this place was located in a desolate mountain area. There was not even a light as far as he could see, and his heart sank immediately.

But Xue Tingliu felt that the cry of the night owls and the grass blown by the wind were all traces of hidden soldiers. The glowing eyes of the birds and beasts in the mountains were like arrows ready to be fired.

He pointed his dagger at Xue Zhiyi's neck and roared, "If you want her to live, you must arrange for a carriage and money, otherwise I will kill this bitch immediately!"

As if he was really talking to someone, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Huo Wuyou! I know you care about her! If you don't want her to die, do as I say!"

His eyes were red and he was breathing heavily. The sharp blade of the dagger scratched Xue Zhiyi again. Xue Zhiyi just hoped that he would not be too harsh and really cut his carotid vein.

The only sound in my ears was Xue Tingliu's breathing.

But the empty mountains and wilderness only responded with dead silence.

Realizing that he had been fooled again, he cursed softly, and then, like a madman, dragged Xue Zhiyi back to the ruined temple.

Xue Zhiyi was thrown heavily to the ground, and his body was already covered with wounds. At this moment, his bones were aching from the fall.

"You dare to lie to me!?"

He held Xue Zhiyi's neck with one hand and pressed her tightly against the cold floor tiles. Years of accumulated dust were raised, choking her and causing her to cough uncontrollably.

"You shouldn't have lied to me! Otherwise, I could have kept you for a while longer. Since Huo Wuyou doesn't know where you are, I don't need you as a hostage. Why don't I just kill you?"

The overwhelming feeling of suffocation made her burst into tears again without control. Xue Tingliu hated her to the extreme and attacked her with great force. Fortunately, he was not a martial artist, otherwise this strength would have broken her neck and killed her.

She admitted that she was gambling, but if she didn't, Xue Tingliu's dagger would have fallen before she even spoke.

She didn't know her own location, but it would be good if Xue Tingliu could reveal their location. As long as... as long as someone interrogated the Chai family, they would know where she was kidnapped. However, it was pitch black in the mountains, and it would take some time to find the ruined temple. That was why she wanted to find a way to make Xue Tingliu reveal his location...

But suddenly, she heard the clang of a dagger falling to the ground.

Then, between suffocation, a breath fell into her ear, and Xue Tingliu's voice was filled with a faint smile, as if endless madness was surging under the calm: "Tell me, if Huo Wuyou came here and found that his woman was abused to death, would he go crazy?"

Xue Zhiyi's blurry eyes widened, and she felt that the Xue Tingliu in front of her was an overlap with her previous life. The feeling of humiliation filled her heart, and she instinctively kicked her legs.

But she was already exhausted, how could she have any strength left?

Her bound legs limited her ability to struggle, but also made it inconvenient for Xue Tingliu to act.

Xue Zhiyi only felt that the suffocating feeling in her throat disappeared. She tried to breathe, but her body was flipped over and a hand tore her dress from behind.

Xue Zhiyi just breathed greedily... She had to live, no matter what happened! Xue Tingliu was still the beast in her previous life, but she was not the same person in her previous life!

She had long known that innocence and reputation were all false, and only life was the most important thing! If the so-called humiliation could delay her for a while, so what? What was there to be afraid of!

Xue Tingliu only felt himself trembling with excitement, and something seemed to be boiling in his head.

He wanted so much to see Xue Zhiyi in pain, he wanted to see her in despair and humiliation, he wanted to see her lying broken under him!

He didn't know when it started. Anyway, when he was in Xue's house, he didn't know what happened to him. The gentle and timid Xue Zhiyi had already made him uncontrollably have this thought. And after she suddenly became perverse and cunning, this thought occupied his heart like conquering a city...

He wanted to destroy her, so badly!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

Then, Xue Tingliu felt that his body was hit hard by some force and he was knocked to the ground.

Behind Xue Zhiyi, the hand that was tearing her clothes stopped, and the feeling of oppression behind her also disappeared.

She lay on the ground on her side exhausted. She saw Xue Tingliu being kicked over. He was holding his chest, like a beast caught in a trap. His face showed reluctance, fear, and boundless shock.

In front of Xue Zhiyi, he saw a man in night clothes, with black hair tied up high, a tall and slender figure, and a sharp sword in his hand dripping with blood.

"Huo Wuyou! You..."

Before Xue Tingliu could finish his words, the sword stabbed into his heart without hesitation, and blood immediately gushed out of his mouth.

Xue Tingliu moved back in panic, but the sword left bloody marks on his body. As he screamed, his whole body was covered in blood.

Perhaps knowing that he was doomed, a ruthless look flashed in Xue Tingliu's eyes. He took out a palm-sized crossbow from somewhere and shot an arrow.

Huo Wuyou swung his sword, and Xue Tingliu's right hand and the crossbow fell to the ground with a thud.

Xue Tingliu looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. He only saw the hand that fell to the ground, and its fingers moving a few times unwillingly.

He screamed heart-wrenchingly, but Huo Wuyou's successive sword strikes severed the tendons in his hands and feet. After tonight, even if he could save his life, he would become a complete cripple.

"Huo Wuyou!"

Xue Tingliu collapsed to the ground with his limbs limp. In despair, he cursed at the top of his lungs: "I only regret that I didn't have time to kill that bitch! Otherwise, you two dogs and bitches would have been able to keep each other company on the road to the underworld!"

After saying this, he burst into laughter, as if he was going to vomit out his internal organs.

In an instant, Huo Wuyou's sword stabbed into his mouth, and with just a flick, something soft fell to the ground.

Blood gushed out of Xue Tingliu's mouth, but he could only shout in despair with a strange voice.

Still feeling unsatisfied, Huo Wuyou's next sword strike stabbed Xue Tingliu hard in the crotch.

Such pain finally made him faint completely, and blood gradually spread around him.

Xue Zhiyi only felt a chill all over his body, not because of Xue Tingliu's death, but because his tense heart suddenly relaxed at this moment, and his whole body felt weak.

Clang...the long sword that had already been soaked in blood fell to the ground.

Huo Wuyou turned around, and his face was already covered in blood.

His eyes were red, and when he looked at Xue Zhiyi, his eyes were soft and dependent, and it was impossible to imagine the ruthlessness he had just shown.

Xue Zhiyi's eyes moved slightly, and he actually felt like crying.

Immediately, Huo Wuyou leaned over, picked her up, supported her lower back and head with his big hands, and buried her deeply in his arms.

It was clearly only half a day since we last met, but it was as if he had found it after much searching, so carefully and cherished it.

Huo Wuyou's bloody temperature made Xue Zhiyi feel more at ease than ever before. She then realized that she was trembling. The fear brought by death seemed to be chilling and seeped out from the cracks between her bones.

“I’m sorry…” Huo Wuyou’s voice was choked with sobs as he buried it in her neck: “I almost failed to protect you… Zhiyi, I’m sorry.”

Xue Zhiyi didn't want to cry, but the bitterness in her heart rose to her throat and she couldn't help sobbing. The feeling of surviving a calamity made her tears roll down.

Huo Wuyou untied the rope on her body, and carefully looked at the wounds on her neck and body. His eyes fell on the exposed skin under her tattered clothes and then quietly moved away.

He took off his nightgown and put it on Xue Zhiyi. His voice was still a little hoarse: "This clothes are dirty, you just deal with it first, I will take you to change into clean clothes after we go down the mountain."

At this moment, the night was hazy and the dilapidated temple was dark with only a dying candle. Huo Wuyou was standing with his back to the light and his face was a little blurry. Xue Zhiyi was startled and suddenly felt that Huo Wuyou's outline looked familiar, like someone he had seen in his previous life.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you away."

Huo Wuyou's voice interrupted her thoughts. It turned out that she was absent-minded, but he mistook it for fear.

She shook her head and hugged Huo Wuyou's neck: "I'm fine."

His heart softened, Huo Wuyou covered her body more tightly with the clothes on her body, grabbed her body, and carried her horizontally: "Then let's go."

Before leaving, Huo Wuyou did not forget to throw the candle on Xue Tingliu, letting the flames devour this "person" who was almost a stick bit by bit.