Let me give you all my life

Tong Xiaoye nodded politely, and greeted Chi Xiaomin. Chi Xiaomin seemed to have other matters, so he hurriedly turned and went out without delay.

"New discoveries?" Tong Xiaoye watched Professor Ouyang answer the phone and said with a smile, "I'm glad to see your expression."

"Yes, Police Officer Tong, you can do whatever you want, I'll go over there to have a look." Professor Ouyang looked very excited, and didn't care to talk to Tong Xiaoye, "It's really helpful for us to find some discoveries. "

Tong Xiaoye nodded and watched Professor Ouyang leave.

That person must still be there, Tong Xiaoye thought, she can't appear in a crowded place, it will hurt innocent people, especially the staff of the archaeological team, she must appear in a remote and inaccessible place, so, that Talent will appear in the shortest time, and she can find that person and catch him in the shortest time.

Although the other party is a bit evil, Tong Xiaoye is inexplicably excited by it. Life or death is not important at all. If you live, you will follow the fate to marry Su Guohao who divorced Xiao Dan, be an ordinary woman, and live this life peacefully. , If you die, you can leave before forgetting Xuan Jinmo, she will never find him again, she is unwilling to speed up this point, they have no future, this is the last vow she made before she died in her previous life.

She is a policeman, even if the person is not aimed at her, she will catch that person, this is her job.And if you catch that person, you will definitely know what mysterious things are going on underground, and maybe you can help the archaeological team.

Walking around casually, no one asked Tong Xiaoye what she was going to do. The police uniform she wore had already indicated her identity. The rank on the police uniform could let people know her position. The archaeologists would not be troublesome. The police won't speak either.

Therefore, she easily left everyone's sight, and walked again to the woods where she met a strange middle-aged man last time. Here, it was very quiet, and the rain falling on the umbrella surface made a calming sound, crisp and not Be impatient.

Close her eyes slightly, she doesn't need to look, that person will automatically appear around her.

In the faint sound of rain, there are footsteps, slightly heavy, Tong Xiaoye's body does not move, it should be that person, that person should not know much about martial arts, it is completely from the mysterious underground force or drug control, which makes him use all his skills surprisingly. potential.

A pure potentiality, direct and brutal.

"You're here." Tong Xiaoye said softly, the umbrella in her hand seemed to be blown by the wind and fell aside, she turned around slowly, and the gun in her hand was quietly pointing at the person who appeared behind.

The man, with a dull expression, held a wooden stick in his hand, and the raincoat was dark. It was raining, and he didn't wear a hat on his head, and his wet hair hung down in locks.

"Is killing me your only purpose?" Tong Xiaoye looked at the person quietly, as long as she moved her finger slightly, the person would definitely die.Her marksmanship is one of the best in the police department.

"Yes." The other party's voice suddenly became hoarse, and then rushed over without warning.

Tong Xiaoye flashed lightly, and the gun in his hand rang out, hitting the man's wrist.

The man seemed to feel pain, his hands were trembling, but the expression on his face became more ferocious, bloodthirsty, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.He was so quick that he completely ignored the injury on his wrist, and threw the wooden stick in his hand at Tong Xiaoye desperately.

Tong Xiaoye was taken aback, and subconsciously dodged, the opponent's wooden stick unexpectedly smashed a branch protruding from a tree beside her.

"Kill!" The voice was still hoarse, and there was no room for negotiation.

The gun in Tong Xiaoye's hand rang again and hit the opponent, but at the moment of the gunshot, she smelled a strange smell in the air, slightly spicy, slightly astringent, as if the powder of traditional Chinese medicine had been sprayed on her face, and then, There seems to be a little dizziness in the head, as if there are countless stars twinkling.

"Death!" The voice was not very clear in the ears, but it was still hoarse.

Relying on her final sobriety, Tong Xiaoye accurately hit the opponent's heart with the gun in her hand, staggered and hit the tree behind her, and vaguely heard footsteps coming from nearby. Is my colleague.

However, before the sound came, the person who was obviously hit in the heart still rushed up with the last strength, and the wooden stick used up all its strength to hit Tong Xiaoye for the last time, and heard a slightly dull voice The voice said clearly in his mouth: "Death!"

Tong Xiaoye wanted to concentrate, and shot all the bullets from the gun in his hand at the man, watching the man fall heavily on the ground with blurred vision, and she also swayed and fell into the arms of a man, her body The voice murmured, "I will never die!"

Professor Ouyang stared blankly at the scene. The people who came behind immediately carried Tong Xiaoye, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and left quickly. The blood faded away, and no one noticed the wooden stick that injured Tong Xiaoye.

It was not a wooden stick picked at random. More precisely, it seemed to be a weapon. Professor Ouyang walked over and picked it up from the ground. It was very heavy. Upon closer inspection, the cold rain fell on it. It was not at all. A wooden stick, which is made of fine iron, has beautifully carved patterns on it.

Professor Ouyang looked at the blood on it, the blood did not disappear, but was soaked into the wooden stick, and there was a vaguely spicy and bitter taste, he felt dizzy, the wooden stick fell to the ground, his head hurt, he subconsciously He leaned towards the tree next to him, but his body stiffened and he fell down.

"Professor Ouyang!—" It was the voice of his student Chi Xiaomin.

"Father—" and the voice of his son Ouyang Qing, very clear.

"It's okay, maybe what happened just now stimulated him." Chi Xiaomin said quickly, "We help Professor Ouyang go to rest, and the police will deal with the matter here."

Wooden stick, that wooden stick, Professor Ouyang wanted to speak, but couldn't utter a single word.In the rain, he felt that his body was getting heavier and his consciousness was getting more and more blurred. He suddenly wondered if Officer Tong was in a daze for a short moment just now, is it the same as he is now.

Everyone left, the place quickly quieted down, and the rain started to fall heavily.

"It really is an object from Wumeng Kingdom." A clear female voice, and then a slender and white hand picked up the wooden stick from the ground, "It still exists in the world. Could it be that there are still people in Wumeng Kingdom in this time and space?"

A middle-aged man looked at the front with puzzled eyes. There was actually no one there, and a police siren blared faintly in the air. After a while, he slowly said: "That policeman must be related to the owner, she must be from the Daxing Dynasty. "

"Could it be?—" There was a slight surprise in the female voice.

"No." The middle-aged man said calmly, "A strange person appeared next to her. I need to talk to the little boss. Don't tell the owner about this for now. Maybe we can find out more about it. I got clues related to the empress."