Xiao Huizi and He Xiaoer

Xu Zhihui found a recliner and lay down, while Lao Tian rested on the sofa.

After they finally closed their eyes, they heard Lao Tian snoring slightly. He Liqiong bumped into Ling Shaohui and said in a mosquito-like voice, "Ah Hui, let's run out while they are sleeping."

Ling Shaohui pulled his brother again, "Brother, let's run together."

Ling Shaoming snorted, "Fool, do you think Xu Zhihui can let you go? Dream on! There are seventy or eighty people in the Ling family, and none of them can come and go freely in this house."

He could see Xu Zhihui's ability. This woman was unfathomable, even more terrifying than that freak.

After saying that, he closed his eyes and curled up to one side.

After hearing what his brother said, Ling Shaohui didn't dare to move.

When Xu Zhihui heard the conversation between the three members of the Ling family, she thought that Ling Shaoming was quite knowledgeable.

He Liqiong was unwilling to give up. She glanced at the sharp blade and the micro mobile phone on the table, and suddenly rushed over to grab them, as if she had found a life-saving talisman.

Ling Shaoming sneered: "Stupid woman."

Xu Zhihui opened her eyes and asked, "What do you want to do?"

He Liqiong drew her dagger, revealing a gleaming silver light, and shouted, "I want to leave."

Old Tian suddenly woke up and shouted, "You stinky woman, you want to die?"

He Liqiong raised her gun and pointed it at Lao Tian again, "You... don't come over here, I won't be polite."

Lao Tian snorted and said, "Can you shoot? Do you dare to shoot?"

He Liqiong shouted: "Do you think I don't dare?"

Xu Zhihui smiled and said, "Mrs. Ling, I won't stop you. Please go."

He Liqiong immediately rushed to the door, but was frightened by the more than thirty sculptures at the door. These people were clearly subordinates of the Ling family, and each of them was as motionless as a stone.

He Liqiong didn't dare to take a step forward, but she could still see the lights of the city buildings in the distance. She shouted loudly: "Help, help..."

The Ling family mansion was completely isolated from the bustling city. She shouted for two minutes but it was of no use. Old Tian went over to grab the things in her hand and was also very surprised when he saw the sculpture outside the door. He dragged He Liqiong back and threw her back on the sofa.

Old Tian pinched her mouth open with one hand and thrust out a dagger with the other, waving the gleaming silver blade in front of her eyes. He Liqiong rolled her eyes and fainted. Old Tian didn't cut her tongue after all, but cut the collar of her expensive leather coat and stuffed it into her mouth.

Ling Shaohui was trembling with fear.

Everyone dozed off until 2 a.m., when a chill swept over. Xu Zhihui got up and went outside to take a look. It was snowing, thumb-sized snowflakes were flying under the sky, and all the buildings were wrapped in a white sweater. The snow came suddenly, but it was in season.

She watched for a while, the snow was falling harder and harder, and the more than 30 people outside soon turned into snowmen. She became more and more worried about the safety of He Zhijing and Cheng Yue.

beep...

Xu Zhihui's cell phone on the table began to vibrate.

Old Tian jumped up, went upstairs to check, and shouted, "Ms. Hui, Mr. He called. He...he called."

Xu Zhihui hurried over and took the phone from Lao Tian. He Zhijing's name appeared on the screen. She answered the call calmly and waited for the other party to speak.

After five seconds of silence, a sinister voice said, "Mrs. He, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. It's time for us to meet."

Xu Zhihui asked, "How is my husband now?"

The man smiled sinisterly and said, "You need to hurry up. Your husband has a fever of about 40 degrees. Before you get here, let's see if he can survive it."

Xu Zhihui's heart pounded. She suppressed her anger and gritted her teeth, "Address!"

The man said, "There is an old villa in a small forest at the western foot of Miaofeng Mountain."

After that, the other party hung up the phone and sent a location through He Zhijing's mobile phone.

Xu Zhihui did not dare to delay for a moment and shouted, "Old Tian, ​​let's go to Miaofeng Mountain."

"Yes."

Xu Zhihui and Lao Tian rushed out of the gate and jumped onto the big jeep parked in front. After the car hurriedly drove out of the Ling family’s gate, the time seal of the Ling family’s mansion was also released.

"As fast as possible."

"Yes."

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He Zhijing and Cheng Yue were half lying and half leaning on the sofa. As they fell asleep, He Zhijing leaned his whole body against Cheng Yue.

After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Yue felt a burning sensation on his neck while half asleep. He opened his eyes and saw He Zhijing's head resting on his shoulder, his body still trembling, with heat coming from He Zhijing's forehead.

Cheng Yue was shocked. Oh no, He Zhijing had a fever.

Cheng Yue felt He Zhijing's body trembling slightly. He propped himself up and shouted, "Brother Jing, Brother Jing, how are you? Wake up, Brother Jing..."

The more he called, the more worried he became. Brother Jing, please be alright. After calling a few times, He Zhijing finally raised his eyelids and said weakly, "Cheng Yue, I feel cold."

The breath from his mouth was hot.

Cheng Yue was relieved to see that he could speak, and said, "Brother Jing, you have a fever."

He Zhijing took an overdose of drugs, and his neck was strangled by Lai Pimao. He was already feeling uncomfortable, and the weather was cold, with drafts everywhere in the house. He couldn't stand the tossing and turning and got a fever.

"What...what time is it?" He Zhijing asked.

"It's almost 10:."

"Xiao Huizi must be very anxious. She must be looking for me everywhere."

"Brother Jing, stop talking, lie down, I'll lie on top of you."

Cheng Yue lay on He Zhijing, using himself as a human blanket. Although the posture was indecent, at least it kept him warm.

Cheng Yue shouted into the room: "Hello... Hello... My boss has a fever."

He guessed that weirdo must be hiding in some corner.

"Hello... hello... did you hear that? My boss has a fever..."

Cheng Jie's shouts echoed in the empty house.

"Stop shouting, I'm not... It's okay, that monster won't pay any attention to us, save your energy and warm your stomach." He Zhijing said weakly.

His mouth was dry and his voice was a little hoarse.

Cheng Yue didn't know how high his fever was, so he turned around and adjusted his position, then used his hand behind his back to touch He Zhijing's forehead. It was very hot, at least over 39 degrees.

His heart was burning with anxiety, and he wondered what to do.

He continued to shout: "Hey...hey...please give me some water."

Finally, Cheng Yue's tone turned into begging: "Please give me some water."

The freak finally came out of the darkness. He looked at He Zhijing coldly and said, "Let me see if your wife is capable. If she can find me with clues within half an hour, I will give you water."

He Zhijing said stubbornly: "I won't drink your water."

The freak snorted and sneered, "Don't worry, tomorrow morning, I will notify your wife to come over for a reunion. After that, you two will report to the underworld together."

He Zhijing trembled all over and cursed, "Freak, come to me if you have any problems, what's the point of picking on my woman?"

The freak laughed and said, "You are nothing but an ant in my eyes. If you were not her man, I would not even look at you. My target is your wife. Let me play a game with her before I deal with her."

He Zhijing yelled, "What the hell kind of perverted monster are you?"

The freak ignored him and walked back to the corner. He Zhijing watched him merge into the darkness until he disappeared.

For the first time in his life, He Zhijing felt desperate. He was unable to protect his woman and even dragged her down. The feeling of powerlessness spread to every inch of his body. When he got angry, his head started to buzz, the muscles on both sides of his temples twitched, and he fainted from the fever.

Cheng Yue was horrified and shouted, "Brother Jing, Brother Jing, you have to hold on. Your sister-in-law is waiting for you to come back."

He Zhijing closed his eyes tightly. Cheng Yue was helpless and could only squat down and blow air on He Zhijing's forehead, hoping to help cool him down.

Suddenly, He Zhijing moved his head and opened his eyes again. Cheng Yue was overjoyed and said, "Brother Jing, you're awake, that's great. Brother Jing, you have to hold on, sister-in-law will find this place soon."

He Zhijing's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "Cheng Yue, did you hear that? My phone is ringing. It must be Xiao Huizi calling."

Cheng Yue's heart was shocked. Oh no, oh no, Brother Jing was hallucinating.

He wanted to say he couldn't hear it, but he didn't have the heart to discourage He Zhijing, so he nodded and said, "I heard it, I heard it. Sister-in-law will be here soon, you hold on."