my fairy fiancee

Chapter 188 The Black Figure
"Master, just now Miss Qiuxiang brought Mrs. Zhao Xiaoen here suddenly. Last time you asked me to pay more attention to the distance between Miss and others. I think I should tell you about this."

While cooking in the kitchen, Aunt Zhang called Dai's house in the imperial capital.

Master Dai in Dai's study looked at the sky outside the window, frowned, and asked, "Just now? Where are they now?"

"Miss Qiuxiang took him to the room." Aunt Zhang said.

"Going to the room?" Master Dai was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "You make two cups of tea and send them to the room to see what they are doing."

"Good sir."

……

In the room, Dai Qiuxiang's breathing was a little weak, she felt her whole body was limp, her nerves were a little numb, and she wanted to sleep.

"Am I well now?" Dai Qiuxiang asked Zhao Yi slightly.

"Not yet, there are too many toxins in your body, and it won't be completely cleared in a while, and I may come to treat you every three days, but don't worry, you will be fully recovered in just seven or eight days .” Zhao Yi said.

Zhao Yi is also a little tired now. Although he didn't use much aura to treat Dai Qiuxiang, he couldn't accurately control the amount of aura after all, so a lot of aura was wasted and a lot of effort was spent.

Dai Qiuxiang looked at Zhao Yi, who had some sweat on his forehead, with a satisfied smile on his face: "Zhao Yi, you saved me again."

Zhao Yi smiled slightly: "Let's just be friends, and say what can't be saved."

When he was in the imperial capital, Zhao Yi hated Dai Qiuxiang quite a lot, but that's what happened later.

She can defend him in gossip, she can always apologize to herself, she can always want to help herself, she can also put on a cheerleading suit to cheer for the military academy... There are many things to prove She's actually quite nice.

Although he and Dai Qiuxiang didn't get along too much, most of the relationship has always been between saving and being rescued.

But as long as people meet each other, there will always be some feelings, such as dislike, like, pleasing to the eye...

Now Zhao Yi doesn't hate her, and wants to save her life again, so let's treat her as an ordinary friend in the future.

"But... I was really sorry that time in the imperial capital. I thought you would always hate me." Dai Qiuxiang sat up on the bed and said.

"That was before, not now." Zhao Yidao.

"By the way... do you really regard me as a friend?" Dai Qiuxiang looked at Zhao Yi with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

"Why, Miss Dai is not willing?"

"No, no, I just thought...you would always hate me. You are my savior many times, so I should want to be friends with you."

Zhao Yi felt that the time was almost up, and was about to leave, saying: "Okay, you should be sleepy now, go to rest early, I'm going back."

"Are you leaving?" Dai Qiuxiang asked to stay: "Let's go after dinner."

"I still have some things to do. Let's wait for another day to eat." Zhao Yi said.

Hearing what Zhao Yi said, Dai Qiuxiang got off the bed, put on little pink slippers, and wanted to send Zhao Yi off.

But as soon as he got up, he saw the blood-stained sheets on his bed, so he tore off the sheets and folded them up, found a hanger and hung them next to the closet, and asked Aunt Zhang to wash them tomorrow.

Of course, the lonely man and the widow were in the same room, and the fact that the bed sheets were stained with blood was of course very confusing, so she naturally knew that she needed to explain.

"Is Mr. Zhao leaving?" Aunt Zhang saw two people coming down from upstairs and asked with freshly brewed tea.

Zhao Yi nodded, took another look at Aunt Zhang, and felt that there was nothing wrong with her, so he turned and left.

After Dai Qiuxiang sent Zhao Yi to the door, she wanted to drive Zhao Yi home, but in the end Zhao Yi just refused.

Because of the absence of the drift disc, Zhao Yi could only take a taxi and go back.

It's already past seven in the evening, and it's said that it's a bit dark, but in Linhai City, a bustling city, the lights can outshine the darkness of night.

The road section reaches a small suburb, and there are very few vehicles here. Although the street lights on both sides are very bright, the small river on both sides always makes people feel a little gloomy.

Zhao Yi has been practicing with his eyes closed while sitting in a taxi, the aura in his body is released, and he feels the surrounding environment.

For a cultivator, entering this state is of course not to be taken lightly, as no one knows what kind of danger they will face in the next moment.

The driver sitting in the driver's seat was quite relaxed, with a cigarette in his left hand, humming a little tune, and lightly holding the steering wheel with his right hand.

"Master! Stop quickly!"

However, when the driver was leisurely, suddenly Zhao Yi, who was sitting in the back, yelled and startled him.

"Young man, you have to stop and find something to talk about. You're going to scare me." The driver trembled in fright, and then said with a displeased expression.

However, Zhao Yike didn't have time to listen to what he said, so he jumped out from the back seat by smashing the car window.

"Damn it! If you don't want to pay, you can't do this!" The driver roared angrily.

As soon as Zhao Yi landed on the ground, his eyes were fixed on a three-meter-high street lamp ten meters in front of the vehicle.

It was a black figure with a long knife on his back. Before Zhao Yi, you could clearly feel the strong murderous aura from there.

"Chong!"

Suddenly the black figure flashed, the long knife behind him was unsheathed, and something similar to sword energy flew out of her long knife.

"Heck!"

"boom!"

There was only a sound of cutting metal, and the taxi was cut in half, and then exploded on the road.

When the sword-like aura was cutting the vehicle, Zhao Yi wanted to run over to save the driver, but his speed was not one-tenth of that sharp aura.

"Not a cultivator."

Yu Xi's voice rang in Zhao Yi's heart.

"Those who can?"

Zhao Yi frowned. A person with this level of ability is comparable to Atlanta's Royal Guard!
Zhao Yi still remembered the scene where the female knight of the Atlanta Royal Guard slashed and blew up the terrorist's mech with a sword.

How similar this scene is.

Before Zhao Yi had time to make his next reaction, the black shadow over there threw out a sword energy and slashed at him again.

"Missionary!"

Zhao Yi immediately used Piao Miao to dodge, but even though he used the exercises, the sharp aura still struck one meter away from him.

too fast!
The black shadow saw Zhao Yi dodge his attack twice, and the long knife in his hand began to return to its sheath.

"You are qualified."

A word came from the black figure.

Zhao Yi could tell from the tone that this was a woman, and she was not very old.

Who is it?
(End of this chapter)