I'm the villain in the book

Chapter 48 You Can't Die! !
Wei Changtian is not dead yet, but it seems that he is not far from death.

Everyone was stunned in place, only the ape monster chased after it with red eyes, ready to make up for the last blow to the ant that had just slashed its countless knives.

It jumped up in the air with a loud roar, raising its fists high, and the power contained in it was enough to smash Wei Changtian and Xu Qingwan, who was pressing under him, into flesh.

Zhou Cheng stared at this scene with wide eyes, and the lancet in his hand trembled slightly.

He didn't understand why Wei Changtian did this.

If you don't block it, only Xu Qingwan will die.

Go block, both will die.

Do heroes save beauty?
But what's the point of even taking your life?
What's more, Xu Qingwan could not be rescued in the end, at best it just let her live a few more breaths.

Zhou Cheng didn't understand.

Xu Qingwan didn't understand either.

And the ape demon didn't give her time to think about it.

Looking at the dark shadow above her head, she only had time to make the most instinctive reaction.

She wanted to block this punch for Wei Changtian, even if she couldn't.

Holding the man in his arms tightly with both hands, he gritted his teeth to resist the pain in his chest, ready to roll over and press Wei Changtian under him.

But at this moment, a bloody palm pressed her back again.

"you!"

Xu Qingwan lay on her back on the ground, only a few inches away from the blood-stained face.

Seeing Wei Changtian's distorted facial features due to pain, she suddenly felt distressed.

It was even more distressing than taking away all the money she had worked so hard to save.

A tear slid out of the corner of his eye, which was soon dyed red by blood.

This is the first time Xu Qingwan has cried since she started practicing martial arts at the age of five, and it may be the last time she has cried in her life.

Time seemed to stand still a little at this moment.

And when it started to pass again, Wei Changtian actually stood up little by little under everyone's astonished eyes.

"Curachi..."

The lancet on Xu Qingwan's waist was pulled out of its sheath again.

However, compared to the one in Zhang Mansion, Wei Changtian's actions this time were very slow.

He gasped heavily and looked up at the ape demon who had already fallen halfway down.

"You dodge!!"

Xu Qingwan screamed from behind.

But the figure standing in front of her turned a deaf ear.

The trembling knees bent slightly, and the lancet tip was raised upwards.

Wei Changtian paused for a moment, and then used all his strength to meet the ape demon.

"Grass your mother!! Go to hell!!!"

"Roar!! Roar!!!"

One person and one demon roared and collided in mid-air, and the sudden burst of air waves set off countless dust and gravel, which did not disperse for a long time.

"boom!!"

In the dust and smoke, Wei Changtian flew back like a broken sack, smashed to the ground, bounced up, and fell again, and finally the whole person lay on the ground motionless.

As for the ape monster... the long knife pierced its head completely, and even the hilt didn't go in half.

"Pfft!"

The demon body slammed to the ground, and the air was filled with blood mist.

But Xu Qingwan didn't even look at it.

She crawled to Wei Changtian's side with both hands and feet, and regardless of whether the latter was alive or dead, she took out the medicine bottle from her arms and prepared to feed the medicine.

But probably because the hand was shaking too much, the small medicine bottle accidentally slipped from the palm of the hand, and the medicinal pill was scattered all over the floor.

Xu Qingwan bit her lip tightly, knelt on the ground and hurriedly picked up the pills. Every time she picked up one, she hurriedly turned around and fed it into Wei Changtian's mouth.

"You, you can't die..."

"You lost my knife again, you, you have to pay me..."

"Please...don't die..."

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An hour later, the main street of Shanyang County.

At this time, it was noon, and there were many stalls selling steamed buns and pancakes on the street. The guys in the nearby shops would spend a few pennies to settle their lunch here.

It is arguably the busiest and most crowded time of the day on this street.

But at this moment, there seemed to be some commotion at the east end of the street.

Many people looked up curiously, and then they heard a rush of hooves coming from far and near.

"The Department of Hanging Mirrors handles the case!!"

"Everyone give way!!"

"Blockers, behead!!"

"Go away!!"

On top of a large jujube red horse, Zhou Cheng held the hanging mirror commander high with one hand, and his legs kept slapping the horse's belly. Everywhere he went, the crowd hurriedly hid on both sides of the road, giving way to a passage in horror.

After him, he was followed by more than a dozen of the magistrate's personal soldiers, who escorted a speeding carriage.

For a time, the whole main street was chaotic and chaotic.

Although most of the people were dissatisfied, no one dared to make a sound at this time. At most, it was just a few words with friends about who was on the carriage, or what happened.

But these things are still too far from their lives after all.

After Zhou Cheng and the crowd roared away, the main street soon resumed the lively scene just now, as if nothing had happened.

That's not strictly speaking.

Some people are actually affected.

Just like a fat man selling steamed buns, he was swearing while looking at the inexplicably empty places in the cage.

These places used to have buns, but now they are gone.

Obviously someone just took advantage of the chaos to steal it.

"Bah! A few buns are also stolen!"

"Having a baby has no asshole! No! This kind of person should be cut off!"

"Xuanjing Division, hum! If you have the time to show your prestige, you might as well catch a few more thieves..."

The man's voice was getting smaller and smaller, and he didn't seem to dare to continue speaking, but transferred his anger to the dough in his hand.

He kneaded the dough hard a few times, then lifted it high and threw it against the chopping board.

"Snapped!"

"Ladies and gentlemen! We mentioned in the last book that this white-faced scholar went to Beijing to take the exam, but when he was in a forest, he encountered heavy rain..."

Inside a teahouse in the capital, Mr. Storyteller raised a gavel in his hand and fell heavily, his mouth rhythmic.

The strange talk he has told in recent days is called "Yaksha Zhuangyuan Lang". It is about a scholar who was eaten by Yasha on the way to the exam, and then the Yasha turned into a scholar to participate in the scientific examination, and finally won the first prize. Story.

The story is not new, but Lu Jingyao has never heard it, so she has been listening here for four or five days.

Three screens blocked three sides, only the direction facing the storyteller was not blocked.

Lu Jingyao listened with relish while sitting in the "room", while Yuan'er was yawning beside her, thinking about going back to play cards early.

Everything was as usual around, but at a certain moment, the two women suddenly frowned at the same time.

"Yuan'er, I just panicked for no reason."

"Yeah! Madam, me too!"

"Ah? What's going on here?"

"I don't know either... Could it be that something happened to the son?"

"Bah ah! Don't talk nonsense!"

Lu Jingyao reached out and hit Yuan'er, and then patted her chest lightly, which made her feel a little more comfortable.

At this time, the storyteller was talking about that the scholar was eaten by the Yaksha, and there was a loud noise in the teahouse.

Everyone felt sorry for the scholar, but no one noticed that there was an ordinary-looking young man lingering outside Lu Jingyao's screen.

(End of this chapter)