The beauty is charming and strong, and the cold Buddhist son is deified

Chapter 45 Losing Control and Sinking
The alley where Song Qingwan lived was flanked by narrow high walls and deep courtyards. Even the sunlight in broad daylight could not penetrate, making the interior dark and damp all year round.

The ground was covered with moss and filled with a foul smell, and of course, it was bitingly cold. It was like the entrance to hell, eerie and terrifying.

The man with the black mole is worthy of being King Ping's first lackey. His Kung Fu is unfathomable. Even if his arm is injured, he can still enter the fighting state in the first time.

Two black shadows fought with swords in the dark alley. The sound of metal clashing was endless. Their eyes met in the air, flashing with hatred and determination.

There was no more lust in the eyes of the man with the black mole. Instead, he revealed contempt for life and a desire for death. He wanted to tear his opponent's throat with his blade and make Song Qingwan feel the painful torture.

Song Qingwan's eyes were firm and calm, and her dagger flashed with cold light, as if declaring her fearlessness and determination to the enemy.

Although the man with the black mole was the most powerful enemy she had ever encountered in ancient times, she did not back down. She must and must avenge the original owner, otherwise how could she occupy this body with peace of mind?
For a moment, the long sword flashed cold light in the dimness, cutting iron like mud; the short sword was like lightning, fast and accurate.

The battle did not last long, and both of them had a lot of scars on their bodies, but Song Qingwan was faster, and her injuries were only minor. The man with the black mole was much worse off than her. In terms of close combat, who could be Song Qingwan's opponent?
The man with the black mole was seriously injured and his internal strength was gradually consumed. Song Qingwan's dagger also poked a big hole in his body, and blood immediately gushed out.

The man with the mole finally panicked. He never thought that a little girl with no internal strength could be so powerful. She was just like the King of Hell who specializes in taking lives. "Stop it! I'll tell you who is the mastermind behind framing the Song family."

After hearing this, Song Qingwan smiled cruelly, the blood splashing on her face was as charming as a blooming mandala. She slowly uttered two words, "King Ping."

Then, with a swish, it fiercely cut off one of the hands of the man with the black mole. This was the hand that killed the original owner, and the left hand that pushed her off the cliff.

"Ah!" The man with the mole screamed loudly, his eyes full of fear, "Please spare my life, I have other secrets to tell you"

Song Qingwan's body swayed slightly. She knew that the other party was delaying time because her condition did not look good either. The medicine that the man with the black mole had sprinkled on her earlier was gradually taking effect.

Her body was heating up and her strength was gradually disappearing. It can be said that she was able to hold on until now entirely due to her strong willpower.

Song Qingwan did not dare to delay any longer and attacked the man with the black mole resolutely. She originally wanted to cut his throat with a knife, but the man still had the strength to resist, so she only cut off one of his arms.

"Ah!" A shrill scream was heard again from the dark alley. The man with the mole kicked back, no longer having the strength to resist. He suddenly thought of something and looked horrified and enlightened.

"So, it was you." She was the one who rescued him in the forest.
But Song Qingwan didn't have time to waste his words. She rushed forward with the dagger tightly grasped, stabbed it into the opponent's heart, and then twisted the knife in her hand fiercely, crushing the ugly heart.

The man with the black mole vomited blood from his mouth and died in just a few breaths. He died with his eyes open, and the blood from his heart gradually dyed the ground red.

Song Qingwan stepped back as if relieved of a heavy burden, and collapsed the next moment. Her breathing was rapid and heavy, and her strength was gone. She even had difficulty raising her hands. She had not expected the medicine to be so overbearing.

As luck would have it, at this moment there were suddenly a lot of footsteps heard on the street. It was obviously the screams of the man with the black mole before his death that attracted the Imperial City Guards.

What a damn luck! Didn't the man with the black mole say that no one would come even if he screamed his throat out? Song Qingwan really wanted to stab the corpse's throat again.

But he is powerless and the only thing he can do now is to lie and say that he is not the murderer. But is it possible?

Song Qingwan smiled bitterly and used her last bit of strength to stand up, but she still lost her strength and fell heavily back down.

She closed her eyes helplessly, waiting for the twist of fate, but she didn't expect that the next moment, she would fall into a warm embrace. Song Qingwan suddenly opened her eyes and saw a familiar face. She shouted in surprise: "Li Minghe!"

Is he a god? He actually descended from the sky when she needed help the most. Isn't he so handsome?

"Will you come and help me?" Song Qingwan was so moved that she wanted to cry, even though her mind was almost confused.

"Nonsense." The man said lightly, frowned, picked up the delicate woman, jumped up, and soon disappeared into the dark alley.

"Over there! There's a murder!" Song Qingwan could still hear the noise coming from the alley.

And now, she was safe, trusting this man so much, even though it was a little strange.

"I'm poisoned." Song Qingwan's body was so hot that it almost burned, but at the same time she felt Li Minghe's body was cool, as if it was her antidote.

"I know. I'll take you to detoxify right away." Li Minghe held her in his arms and jumped into the nearest yard. After a few light leaps, he arrived at a room.

Before closing the door, he ordered, "Go and bring the Taoist priest here quickly."

"Yes." Two figures came out immediately and quickly disappeared, while a row of secret guards were guarding the door of the room.

"Where is this?" Song Qingwan lay on the cold body and didn't let go. She just blurted out the question and didn't actually want to ask this.

She wanted and desired so many things to ease her pain.

Li Minghe put her on the bed, "This is where I live~hiss~stop making trouble, the doctor will be here soon, just bear with it." But Song Qingwan clung to him like conjoined twins, her little hands touching everywhere restlessly.

"Cool and comfortable~" She didn't know if it was because she absorbed the coolness from the man's body, but her strength gradually recovered a little.

She tore off the clothes that blocked the cool air and pressed herself more closely, but it was not enough, still not enough, "I want some coolness~ Hehe, give it to me~~"

The delicate and charming pleading voice was soft and gentle, but it burned the man's nerves like a flame, making his body feel strange.

"You can't~ um~" The words of rejection were swallowed into his mouth. Li Minghe was helpless. This time it was medicine instead of wine. If she remembered, she would definitely chase him with a knife, right?
Song Qingwan couldn't care less. She was a willful person. How could you ask her to endure it? She couldn't do it. Besides, the target was Li Minghe, who was familiar with her.

In short, she did whatever was comfortable for her. She wanted to feel cool, she wanted to be happy. It was no longer clear what she wanted. She just continued to sink into depravity based on her feelings.

The room was suddenly filled with heat, and the two men gradually lost control and almost broke down. Fortunately, Taoist Wuwei arrived in time and suddenly woke Li Minghe up.

He stretched out his hand and pressed an acupuncture point, and Song Qingwan immediately fainted.

He personally tidied up Jiaoren's clothes, and then opened the door to let the Taoist in.

　Hehe didn't do acupuncture at the beginning, of course there is a reason~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)