This bracelet was given to Shi Yao by Yun Jingchu. It is one of the best hidden weapons for assassination. Although it is small, it is extremely valuable.
It’s not the exquisite craftsmanship of the bracelet and the beautiful gems on it, but the blade inside that blows and breaks hair. You can count these bracelets on one hand in the dark night.
When the blade slid towards Xuanyuan Lin's neck, although Xuanyuan Lin was still in the climax, his reaction was not slow. He grabbed Shi Yao's hand with one hand and patted Shi Yao's chest with the other hand. At the same time, he quickly knelt down and stood up.
Poof! Xuanyuan Lin's palm hit Shi Yao's chest firmly, and Shi Yao immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood...
"Why?!" There was a faint blood mark on Xuanyuan Lin's neck. He tightened his hold on Shi Yao's hand inch by inch, so tight that Shi Yao's bones made a slight clicking sound. Needless to say, Shi Yao's wrist was pinched.
Broken.
Bright red blood continued to flow from the corners of Shi Yao's mouth, and he looked at Xuanyuan Lin with sad and mocking eyes...
The pain in her chest was so severe that she couldn't breathe, but it was nothing compared to the pain in her heart...
It hurts! It hurts so much because I gave it sincerely.
Cold tears overflowed from the corners of Shi Yao's eyes.
Her body became colder inch by inch, the pain seemed to become distant, and her feelings became slower and slower...
Is she going to die?
A flash of relief flashed across Shi Yao's face.
Xuanyuan Lin looked at Shi Yao like this, and the anger on his face became more and more fierce. He pinched Shi Yao's chin and asked coldly: "Why?"
Shi Yao's eyes were covered with a layer of deathly gray, gradually becoming misty and misty...
All the people and events in the past flashed through her mind like a fleeting glance.
A happy childhood, parents who loved her, family ruin, two sisters, humiliation in the brothel, Yun Jingchu, Yu Wenhe, Xuanyuan Lin...
Suddenly, a certain fragment jumped out like something forgotten in a corner...
On the high platform where the slaves were auctioned, there was a handsome young man who was covered in injuries but extremely stubborn. She begged Uncle Zhao: "Uncle Zhao, look at how pitiful that brother is, let's buy him."
Although Uncle Zhao disagreed, he, who had always loved her, finally agreed to him after her persuasion.
Then, Uncle Zhao took the young man to her carriage. The young man knelt on the ground, raised his head, and looked at her blankly.
"Uncle Zhao, look at the injuries all over his body. He's so pitiful. Can you help me take him to the hospital? I don't dare to take him home yet. Daddy might punish me if he finds out."
She prayed to Uncle Zhao.
"I understand, miss." Uncle Zhao, who always loved her, promised her again.
Before the boy left, she suddenly decided...
Shi Yao's eyes suddenly became clear, and even his face was no longer so pale, with a hint of blush.
"Actually, back then, I didn't just stay on the carriage. I came down and personally gave you a dagger and told you that if someone bullies you, you should fight back. Don't be afraid. I will protect you in the future.
"Shi Yao said slowly while vomiting blood, with a weird smile on his face.
Shi Yao doesn't know whether to lament that fate has played a trick on people or something else. It turns out that she was the little girl who saved Xuanyuan Lin back then. However, due to the great changes in her family, she had buried the past of her childhood. In addition, she was very young at the time.
I didn’t even think of it until now…
But in order to repay her, Xuanyuan Lin helped her enemy Yun Xiyao deal with her benefactor, which is really sad and ridiculous...