"Take me to Fengyun Town, and I won't kill you." Luo Qingfeng's tone was full of warning.
He is a sick man, how dare he refuse to agree?
Luo Qingfeng was still strong and didn't think there was anything wrong with bullying a sick man.
"Sir." A questioning voice sounded from outside, with a hint of trembling in the voice.
"Let's go." He opened his thin lips and said concisely. His voice was obviously weak, but it sounded particularly pleasant.
The wheels rolled forward slowly, and the carriage moved forward leisurely.
Luo Qingfeng looked at the man in front of him suspiciously and became wary.
I actually can't see through this person. As a killer, when you meet anyone, you will detect and capture their Qi and understand them clearly. This is inevitable.
However, there was nothing noticeable about the man in front of her, but his sharp eyes staring at her.
It was as if she had been stripped clean inside and out, and her entire body was exposed to him without any covering.
His scrutinizing eyes made her very unhappy
"Bang"
At this moment, a huge earthquake came from outside the car, and the carriage shook even more violently.
The steady-moving carriage shook violently
Luo Qingfeng kept looking at the man in the car. She did not expect that the carriage would suddenly shake. Her center of gravity was unstable and she fell backwards.
She wanted to turn over and stand up, but found that her body was no longer strong.
Damn it
Just killing those few people has already exceeded the load of this body.
In order to prevent herself from falling too badly, she could grab her side with her hands.
When her fingertips touched a slightly warm and slightly cool temperature, she immediately tightened her grip without even having time to think about it.
The man who was leaning in the car felt a huge earthquake behind him. He couldn't even sit still. His feet shook. He suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell forward.
Invisible power surged through him, and he stabilized his fallen body in time. Just as he was about to get up, he felt the hot warmth coming from the back of his hand. He wanted to shake it off, but the warmth became tighter and tighter.
Xi Jian's long eyebrows frowned. He lowered his eyes and saw a hand stained red with blood. His body was being pulled down by this hand, and he fell forward uncontrollably.
Luo Qingfeng was stunned for a moment when he saw the handsome face in front of him, and then realized that what he had just grabbed was the man's hand.
"Bang"
The two of them fell to the ground in response, and fell into the carriage. The pain of stiffness hit their backs, and Luo Qingfeng was so painful that she almost shed tears.
And her body was pressed down by heavy objects, and she felt like she was about to become a sandwich cake.
Looking at the man pressing on her, Luo Qingfeng's eyes turned cold, she raised her knife hand and struck directly at him.
A pair of big palms stretched out and easily clamped Luo Qingfeng's hands, pressing them against the wooden board of the carriage.
"Don't move." The man on the body whispered softly, and pressed his body lower. There was almost no gap between the two intertwined bodies, and there was an indescribable fit.
And that posture is the standard man on top and woman on bottom
His eyes were fixed on Luo Qingfeng's face, half of which had dried blood, and he was breathing heavily, panting slightly.
The smell of blood entered his nose, and the emotion in his eyes became increasingly hungry and thirsty. His eyes were stained with a faint blood color, as if he was about to tear the person under him into pieces.
"You bastard, get out of here!" Luo Qingfeng scolded her coldly with a cold face.
The distance between them was damn close, especially the lower body. She could even clearly feel the man's damn thing.
Luo Qingfeng struggled to sit up, trying to free her hands from being restrained.
The wound on her forehead was torn open again under the violent movement, and blood overflowed and flowed down her face. The blood flowed into her mouth, and the salty smell spread in her mouth.
Looking at the blood from the corner of Luo Qingfeng's mouth, he swallowed his saliva. His clear eyes gradually became cloudy, and the sanity he had managed to maintain was crumbling bit by bit.
His breathing became rapid, and his black eyes were filled with blood red. He growled, lowered his head and grasped the two bright red lips.