On the Road to Exile: Space Hundreds of Billions of Materials to Support the Villains

Chi Feng fell silent completely, let go of Chi Ning a little bit, and said frantically with a smile:
"Damn him, who made him insist on seeing you! It's not enough for him to take your husband's name, he was locked in the wooden house and was dying, and he tried to escape to find you!"

Suddenly, he regretted again: "It's a pity that his maidservant's hands and feet are too fast, so she escaped! However, she is also afraid of death, and she left her master early and ran away!"

"It's enough to fail to Cui Xingjue's level, you can't even keep a dog!"

Speaking of this, Chi Feng felt a little happy again.

"You're not the same now. All the subordinates have run away, and none of them are left behind." Chi Ning poured cold water on him, secretly surprised at what happened to Cui Xingjue before he was locked in the wooden house and Muser's escape.

Muser couldn't easily leave Cui Xingjue and run away, unless the child couldn't find her and ran after the exile team instead. After all, the dolls still need someone to take care of them.

Of course, this is only her own guess.

Chi Feng was silent for a long time, and hugged Chi Ning tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones.

"I'm different from him, I still have you, I still have you, I still have my Ning'er..."

He repeated it, as if he was trying to convince himself, or Chi Ning, so as to cover up the fact of his failure.

Chi Ning said expressionlessly, "I'm not your Ning'er!"

"You are, you are." Chi Feng stroked the back of Chi Ning's head, and said with a smile, "Don't be silly, you are not Ning'er, who could you be—"

He stopped before he finished speaking, and loosened his arms tightly around Chi Ning, his pupils widened, full of disbelief, and a ray of blood dripped down the corner of his mouth like a broken bead.

He gave Chi Ning a sad look, then looked down at the sharp weapon piercing his chest.

That was Chi Ning's scalpel.

"Why, why? Brother treats you badly?" Chi Feng swallowed the blood in his mouth.

The scalpel in Chi Ning's hand was moved forward a little bit, and the "sizzling" sound of the sharp weapon cutting through flesh and blood could be vaguely heard, which seemed a little loud in the carriage surrounded by all sides.

Warm blood wet her palm, and Chi Ning looked back at Chi Feng without dodging. "I'm not your Ning'er, I'm Chi Ning."

"Oh!" Chi Feng swallowed the blood that was about to flow out, with bulging veins on his forehead, he grabbed Chi Ning's hand holding the scalpel with shaking hands, intending to stop her from pushing the scalpel forward.

"Why, why? Why?" Chi Feng opened his mouth, his mouth was full of blood, and asked sternly.

Chi Ning smiled sarcastically, and turned the scalpel around with the wetness of blood, Chi Feng was gasping for breath in pain, but he had no strength to stop Chi Ning's behavior.

"Don't blame me, it was your Ning'er who entrusted me to kill you!"

Chi Ning suddenly exerted force, threw Chi Feng under her body, pulled out the scalpel inserted into his chest, raised it high and then lowered it heavily, and stabbed three times along the bleeding wound, scarlet blood spattered half of her face.

As a medical student, she naturally knows the exact location of the human heart, and how to cut a knife so that people can't resist the pain.

Fearing that Chi Feng's heart would grow on the other side, she stabbed him twice on the left side of his chest.

The man tightly grasped the hem of her skirt, his fingers were mottled with blood, and he was struggling feebly for the last time.

After confirming that Chi Feng was not in danger, Chi Ning pulled back the hem of her skirt, panted and sat aside, and grabbed the scalpel and fingertips that had been wiped with blood.

During the period, she noticed the sad gaze cast by the man, and she raised her eyes and looked over.

"It's just right that you're dead, your Ning'er is waiting for you below."