[Xiu Chun Knife] My father-in-law has a migraine

After running, Miao Tong realized that she was fainted.

"Handsome, I beg you to stop!"

"No, no, no, I'm going to throw up!"

"You are paralyzed, next time I have an arrow, I will definitely shoot you in the face!"

"vomit--"

The man looked down at her. In fact, the bumps also made his wound hurt, and she kept nagging, which made him feel even more irritable, and said with disgust: "I really don't understand what Shen Lian is looking for in you."

She felt that she was about to spit out the gall, but she still didn't forget to talk back.

"Hehe, don't you fancy me, don't you fancy you?"

"……Shut up.

After running for an unknown amount of time, the man tightened the reins to stop the horse. Miaotong felt that she had walked before the gate of hell, her mouth was bitter, her hands were pressed under her body, she was already numb and unconscious .She thought that it would be dawn after tossing around for so long, but she saw that there was still a thick black night sky above her head.

The blood on the man's back had been dried and looked darker, he endured the pain and got off the horse, and pulled Miao Tong off by the way.

Miao Tong was finally able to raise her hand, the first thing she did was not to slap him, but to wipe off the drool on her own chin, and then gently rubbed against him.

Anyway, it's already full of blood, so don't you care about a little saliva?

The man frowned and glanced at her, and firmly pinned her hand behind her. Although he was badly injured, it didn't affect her in the slightest, and his strength was just right, able to restrain her and keep her from moving around, without causing her to move. Hurt her.

Of course, he was just afraid that she would scream again.

Miao Tong regretted not slapping him very much.

He dragged her closer to a forest. The forest was pitch black, and the path under her feet could only be seen clearly by the moonlight, and she could vaguely hear howling wolves. Where is it?"

"What are we doing here?"

Hearing her say "we", the man felt very awkward, maybe out of the kidnapper's sense of superiority, he didn't like the hostage being so proactive, snorted coldly, and said viciously, "Feed you to the wolves."

Miaotong's IQ is now online, and knowing that she is his meat ticket, she will not die casually, so she sighed regretfully: "Really, but you smell like blood, so the wolf probably won't eat me first."

He snorted again, not in the mood to tease her, the wound on his back was already numb, and he was still a little dizzy, probably due to excessive blood loss.

But there is no way, if it is later, I am afraid it will be too late.

There is a small wooden house in the depths of the woods, which looks like a hunter's residence. There are lights on in the house, and it seems that there are people.

The man stepped forward and kicked open the door, only to see an old man sitting in the middle of the wooden house, as dry as a mummy.His hair was all white, and he was wearing a white linen robe. His neck seemed to have been wounded and wrapped in a bandage.

The old man was closing his eyes to rest, but he slowly opened his eyes when he heard the sound.

"Jing Zhong, you are here." The old man's voice sounded weak, but his tone was full of jokes, as if he was always ready to laugh at others.

"Father." The man said calmly, "Your old man is well."

foster father?Isn't that godfather?Miao Tong looked at the man in surprise, never expecting that he would have such a lewd relationship with an old man.

"Okay, okay." The old man smiled with a wrinkled face and two rows of big dies, "Director Zhao came to greet me in person, I dare not be bad."

Miao Tong really wanted to give the old man a thumbs-up, but she still didn't know his name, thanks to the old man's blessing, she would know what to write when making a villain in the future.

Zhao Jingzhong.

Nice name, very passionate.

After Zhao Jingzhong heard this, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"Father," he said, "I'm not here to greet you, I'm here to see you—on your way."

When Miao Tong heard this, she stopped doing it immediately: "Hey! I don't want to watch you kill people!"

It may be that Miaotong broke the stern and forceful style, Zhao Jingzhong was very dissatisfied, the veins on his forehead popped up, and he said angrily: "Shut up!"

"..." Let me go, what kind of man is a woman!

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, the old man didn't seem to hear what Zhao Jingzhong said just now, but cared about his body instead.

"Jing Zhong, are you injured?"

Zhao Jingzhong walked towards the old man step by step, and said, "Don't worry about the foster father."

"Tut tsk tsk, this is not good." The old man pointed at Zhao Jingzhong with his orchid flower, and sighed, "Why don't you let the foster father see you off today."

As soon as the words fell, a dozen men in black appeared out of nowhere.

Zhao Jingzhong was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Father wouldn't think that just these few people could stop me, would he?"

"Jing Zhong, silly boy, you are seriously injured." The old man had a loving face, "And he brought a girl with him."

"..." Looking at the girl beside him, Zhao Jingzhong felt that three words were written on her face - drag, oil and bottle.

Miaotong said innocently: "You are the one who insisted on arresting me!"

"Heh." Zhao Jingzhong ignored her, chuckled lightly, and waved at the old man indifferently, "Then try?"

The old man smiled and nodded: "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, the group of men in black raised their knives and attacked.

Zhao Jingzhong immediately pushed Miao Tong aside, grabbed the knife from a man in black with two strokes, and sent him to meet the King of Hades.

After all, he is quite strong, even though he was seriously injured, he was still able to fight with more than a dozen people, those men in black only cared about killing him, but no one paid attention to Miaotong next to him.

It was the first time for Miao Tong to watch such a scene, and she couldn't help sighing that gang fights were much more enjoyable than single-handed fights, and Zhao Jingzhong, who had a fierce face, turned out to be so handsome when facing gang fights!

Well, that's how she doesn't stand.

When she came to her senses, Zhao Jingzhong had already dealt with the men in black, and even stabbed the old man to death.

Miaotong stared blankly at him who looked like a blood gourd, opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

At this time, Zhao Jingzhong had several more stab wounds on his body and legs, varying in depth. He held his chest, looking like he was about to go into shock from the pain, staring at Miao Tong who was standing stupidly by the side, and said in a hateful voice: " come over."

After that, he gritted his teeth and added: "If you dare to run away, I will kill you."

Miao Tong was hesitant to go over to help him, but as soon as he said this, she immediately wanted to pick up a knife and slice him into a roast duck.But when he thought that his life was still in his hands, he returned to his side in despair.

Zhao Jingzhong dragged Miaotong out of the hut, and just a few steps away, he heard a clap of thunder from the sky, followed by heavy rain pouring down.

Miao Tong couldn't help hehe, look at our character, in one night, all kinds of bad things happened.

Nima, thunder and rain in winter are really rare!

She didn't wear much, and after a while, her clothes were soaked, and she was shivering from the cold. She just wanted to find a place to hide from the rain, but she would never go back to the dead man's cabin, so she said Zhao Jingzhong tremblingly said: "Can we go faster? I'm going to die of cold!"

Zhao Jingzhong's condition was no better than hers. He was bleeding continuously from the wound, and the rain was dripping on his body. In addition to the internal injury, the pain was not the worst, but the pain was worse. He also wanted to walk faster, but there was no way.

Miaotong saw that his footsteps were getting more and more vain, and the strength pulling her was getting looser and looser. Seeing that the man's legs were about to kneel on the ground, she subconsciously reached out to support him, and shouted: "Hey! Are you okay? !"

Although he lost a lot of blood and was drenched by the rain, but after all, his physical fitness is stronger than hers, and his body is still warm. She immediately didn't care about the difference between men and women. He pulled his hand over his shoulder.

Zhao Jingzhong was already a little weak, top-heavy and almost fell, but Miaotong kept pushing into his arms, which touched the wounds all over his body. take her.

But at that time, time was running out, and he was kicked unconscious by Shen Lian. When he woke up, Shen Lian had already fled, and he must have gone to rescue Lu Jianxing and Jin Yichuan. Since the three of them could earn a little more, Wei Zhongxian had to die.He had no time to waste, so after catching Miaotong, he had no time to go back, so he took her to kill Wei Zhongxian.

If it wasn't for catching her, he could have gone back and brought the host to come again, there was no need to be in such a mess.

Panting heavily, he turned his head and looked at Miao Tong with cold eyes that could kill someone.

Miao Tong was speechless, how could he be stared at when he was kind enough to help him?

Seeing him suddenly become like this, Miaotong is not afraid any more, while supporting him to go forward, she opened her eyes wide and stared back, saying: "What are you looking at, I'll throw you down!"

Originally thought that he could be attacked back, but he didn't expect Zhao Jingzhong to be stronger than her, maybe he felt insulted by her, so he waved his hand vigorously and pushed her ass.

"I rely on!"

Miaotong accidentally fell into a small puddle, and her body was covered with muddy water, as if she had made a bamboo charcoal mud mask. Throwing on the street, lying there upright, unconscious, but this time face up.

Her heart tightened, and she quickly got up on both hands and feet, and ran to him, only to see that his face was as white as paper, bloodless, the wounds on his chest and stomach were still bleeding, and the three arrow wounds on his back showed no sign of weakness , mixed with the rainwater and flowed all over the ground, as if no money was needed.

"Hey, hey!" She was so frightened that her whole body was cold, but she didn't feel the cold at all. She reached out and patted his face vigorously, and said anxiously, "I said, Old Zhao, wake up!"

She moved her hand under his nose, but fortunately, she was still breathing, alive.

"Hey Lao Zhao, don't sleep, give me some strength, okay? I can't hold you!"

Miaotong slapped him on the face and pinched him, but still did not see him open his eyes, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and she herself sneezed several times in a row, her cheeks were hot, obviously in the rhythm of having a fever.She glanced at lying in the rain