PFC Chapter 112 They are all dead. Xiao Yan, it's your turn.
Chapter 112 They are all dead. Xiao Yan, it's your turn.
The sticky blood kept dripping down her delicate jaw and onto her tender green clothes, spreading a red smudge, as if a lotus was blooming in the wind and rain.
Those beautiful almond-shaped eyes were now a seductive red, revealing murderous intent.
The man behind Lin Zhaoyue widened his eyes and his tall body slowly fell down.
The chain around her neck was loosened, and before Lin Zhaoyue could catch her breath, a short man holding a dagger rushed towards her.
A cold light flashed in her bloodstained almond eyes. Lin Zhaoyue raised her foot and kicked the man in the chest. The man was kicked five steps away and the dagger fell to the ground.
Before he could react, Lin Zhaoyue had picked up the big knife that fell on the ground, ran to him in three steps, knelt on one knee, and stabbed Cheng Liang's big knife in her hand into his heart.
There was blood all over her face, and a few drops of bright red blood splashed on her other clean face, adding a hint of bloodthirstiness.
Her eyes were numb and cold, as if she was immersed in a certain world and had lost herself.
As if she suddenly got the hang of it, her skills were no longer as stiff as before, her steps were light and her moves were smooth and flowing.
The knife came down with each swing, and a trail of blood was drawn.
The blood on the blade became thicker and thicker, dripping onto the ground along the tip of the knife, leaving a long trail of blood wherever it passed.
"Is she crazy?"
The remaining three men saw Lin Zhaoyue kill five people without blinking, and invisible fear instantly invaded their limbs and bones.
Seeing Lin Zhaoyue walking towards them with a knife in hand, the three men's calves began to tremble.
They wanted to escape, but the iron cage trapped them and there was no way to escape.
"Girl, I know..."
One of the men was about to beg for mercy, but before he could finish his words, Lin Zhaoyue chopped his neck.
The head fell to the ground and rolled to Lin Zhaoyue's feet.
However, Lin Zhaoyue didn't even move her eyelids.
"Devil, it's just a devil..."
The lips of the remaining two men moved, and suddenly a terrible scream was heard in the cell.
The big knife in Lin Zhaoyue's hand fell, and the man stretched out his hand and pushed the fat man next to him out.
The sharp blade passed over his throat, cutting it off in one stroke.
The fat man fell straight down, his lips wide open before he could close them.
The last man just turned around and tried to run away when a cold light flashed and a sharp blade chopped directly into his back, leaving a deep and long scar...
Xiao Yan looked at the carnage inside, and his dark eyes deepened.
Bloodthirsty and numb.
She is a born killer.
After killing the last one, the girl suddenly looked up at him.
There was a strange and cold look in her scarlet almond eyes. She raised the bloody sword in her hand, pointed it at him, and spoke slowly:
"They are all dead. Xiao Yan, it's your turn."
He is really crazy about killing!
At this moment, she is more like a pure killing machine.
Xiao Yan narrowed his dark eyes slightly, put down the teacup in his hand, and said softly:
"key."
Hearing Xiao Yan's words, the servant beside him hurriedly took out the key and handed it to him.
Xiao Yan took the key, stood up and walked towards the iron cage.
The man walked with steady steps, and as he walked, the white jade pendants on his waist collided with each other, making crisp sounds.
Yubai's hand picked up the key and unlocked the door.
He casually threw the heavy chain to the ground, stirring up dust and making a loud snapping sound...
……
Moon Tower.
With a loud bang, Lin Wan lifted up the chair and smashed it heavily on the huge bronze mirror, leaving a big hole in the mirror.
The lens shattered and fell all over the floor.
The broken glass flew out and scratched her fair skin.
No, nothing.
How could there be nothing?
Pei Jing, who was standing behind Lin Wan, looked at her deeply for a moment, then stepped forward with concern:
"What's wrong? Wanwan?"
Lin Wan turned her head and stared at his flawless face, her eyes filled with confusion and uneasiness.
After a while, she looked at the bronze mirror that she had smashed into pieces and said apologetically:
"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened to me. Just before I went to sleep, I saw two of you, and I thought... I was overthinking."
Pei Jing heard her words and looked at her in astonishment:
"Two me? I'm obviously the only one here, Wanwan, don't scare me."
Lin Wan lowered his eyebrows and said:
"Maybe I'm dazzled. Sorry! How much is this mirror? I'll compensate you."
"What compensation do you have? Wangyue Tower originally belonged to the Pei family, so the Pei family's property is yours. If Wanwan is happy, you can smash this store as you please."
As he spoke, Pei Jing reached out and took Lin Wan's hand.
The finger scratched by the lens was now oozing red blood.
Pei Jing put her hand directly into her mouth.
The warm touch made Lin Wan subconsciously pull his hand back.
Pei Jing looked at her innocently and asked doubtfully:
"what happened?"
Lin Wan hid his hands under his sleeves and stammered:
"dirty."
Pei Jing suddenly laughed: "Wanwan is never dirty."
As he said this, he went to the outer room to get some ointment to apply on her.
The wound was very shallow, and the bleeding had almost stopped when Pei Jing applied the medicine, but he still applied it very carefully.
Looking at Pei Jing's serious expression, Lin Wan couldn't help shaking her head. She was really stunned.
After applying the medicine, Pei Jing looked up at her and said:
"Are you hungry? Do you want to see the flower boat first or eat first?"
The flower boat had obviously started moving. The originally gloomy sky outside was now bright, and lively calls came from downstairs.
They came to Wangyue Tower to see the flower boats.
Suppressing the doubts and uneasiness in his heart, Lin Wan said:
"Let's look at the flower boat first."
"Then let's look at the flower boat first."
Pei Jing took her to the windowsill outside.
A huge two-story flower boat was rowing towards them.
The flower boat was moving very slowly. It was hung with all kinds of flowers, and it looked like a garden.
There were more than a dozen maids standing on both sides of the boat, all wearing lotus pink dresses, carrying a flower basket in their hands, scattering flowers rhythmically.
In the center of the boat, eight graceful dancers were dancing with their sleeves waving.
The dancing posture is as smooth as flowing water and the waist is as soft as a willow in the wind.
Waving sleeves, turning around, looking back... every movement is just right.
Beautiful and captivating.
Petals are flying and beauties are dancing.
The audience was mesmerized and cheered non-stop...
A scent of agarwood came, and Pei Jing held her in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder.
Like a big clingy dog.
The flower boat was getting farther and farther away, and many people ran over to chase it.
Lin Wan looked sideways at Pei Jing beside him, his eyes flickering slightly, and he spoke tentatively:
"Have you recovered from your injuries?"
Pei Jing was slightly stunned, then curled his lips:
"Much better. Why does Wanwan care about me so much?"
Noticing that Pei Jing was stunned for a moment, Lin Wan tightened his grip on the windowsill.
"You were so badly injured at the time, so I naturally care about you."
After a pause, Lin Wan turned around and looked at him without blinking, not missing any of his expressions:
"Can I take a look at your injuries?"
Pei Jing curled his lips, his eyes looked a little evil:
"Really want to see it?"
Lin Wan pursed her lips and nodded.
She needed reassurance.
Pei Jing possessed her, leaning against her ear, and spoke with a hint of poison in his voice:
"If you want to see it, take it off yourself."
As he said that, he reached out and grabbed her hand and placed it on his belt.
At the same time, he reached out and pulled down the curtain to block out the view from the outside world.
Lin Wan had seen Pei Jing's body when he was injured and recuperating at the Lin family, and she had touched the scars on his body.
Can roughly remember their locations.
Lin Wan didn't touch his belt, but pulled his collar with trembling fingers.
A large area of white and hideous scars was revealed.
She stretched out her white fingertips and touched it. The scar was real, not fake.
At this moment, Lin Wan finally let go of the worry that had been hanging in his heart.
Seeing her cautious look, Pei Jing curled his lips maliciously:
"What are you afraid of? Just touch it if you want. There are only two of us here."
Lin Wan's ears instantly turned red, and she said coquettishly:
"Who wants to touch you? I'm hungry, eat."
As she said that, she pushed him aside and was about to walk towards the dining table. Just as she took a step, she was pulled back by Pei Jing:
"Wanwan, you took advantage of me and want to leave. There is no such a cheap deal in the world!"
As he said this, he pinched her chin and kissed her.
He spoke harshly, but the kiss was gentle, so gentle that people could not help but indulge in it.
"Kuangdang."
There was a sound of porcelain breaking on the ground. Lin Wan suddenly opened his eyes, pushed him away, and asked in confusion:
"Did you hear anything just now?"
Pei Jing stared at her rosy lips and said nonchalantly:
"They are just two cats fighting over food. Don't pay any attention to them."
As he said that, he lowered his head and kissed her again...
The breeze blew in from outside, bringing the fragrance of flowers into the room...
……
Unlike the Moon Watching Tower, the dungeon of the East Palace was filled with a strong smell of blood at this moment.
The girl held the blood-stained sword in her hand, her scarlet almond eyes fixed on Xiao Yan who was walking towards her step by step.
When the man walked towards her, a breeze blew, and the rich smell of ambergris wafted from his body, immediately diluting the disgusting smell of blood around them.