Ugly Beauty: The Second Miss Waste

Chapter 103 No regrets
Jun Qingli let go of Qingcheng, looked down at the dagger stuck in his chest, his clothes were soaked in blood, and the blood continued to flow.

His face was pale, but his lips were so red that they were almost seductive, forming a strong contrast with his pale face, strange and enchanting.

Qingcheng listened to the sound that kept passing into her ears, with undisguised disgust between her brows, when did the sound insulation in this room get so bad, the sound from the reality show next door could be heard.

"This is your lord?" Jun Qingli saw her expression of disgust and disgust, and smiled teasingly, but he didn't care about his injury, as if the dagger stuck in his heart was just for display.

Qingcheng watched more and more bloodstains on the ground, and the lingering irritability and tingling in her heart seemed to indicate something.

"I said you would regret it!" Qingcheng answered irrelevantly, did not answer his question, but just repeated that sentence.

"I never regret anything. When I first came here, you hated me, but now, I can't feel your hatred anymore."

Jun Qingli let the blood flow, and his skin color became whiter and whiter, but he didn't move a little, but just stood there, looking at Qingcheng with a pair of clear eyes, and there was still a smile on the corner of his lips. ---
"Are you insane? Or are you crazy? Since you disappeared, why did you come back? Get lost! I don't want to see you." Qingcheng could no longer maintain her superficial calm, almost screaming.

"I got out once before, but I came back again, because I couldn't get away, so I made a decision that day, if you let me get out again, I definitely won't get out!" Although he was already showing weakness, he was still so determined.

Qingcheng was speechless, what she stabbed was the heart, not other parts, how could he just stand motionless like this, and said those words lightly.

"Why did you leave? Why did you do that?" Qingcheng's eyes were no longer covered with ice and snow, which had already melted at some point.

"I just want to tell you that it was me that night, just me." I also want to stay by your side until you wake up, but something happened at home. I know that your hatred is deepening with time, I don't know your mood changes, I don't know your reaction when you wake up, and I don't know what you are thinking.

Jun Qingli's heart is bitter and helpless, he knows that if he misses it for a while, he will miss it forever, but he doesn't know whether he has missed it or not, he can only bet with his life.

As expected, she really stabbed in without hesitation, straight to the heart, no wonder the heart hurts so much.

It's already hard for Qingcheng to think, she doesn't know what to do, the words Jun Qingli said were accompanied by a sorrow that soaked into the bone marrow.

There was only the sound of blood dripping in the room, and the intensified and strangely awkward movement outside, Qingcheng felt more and more disgusted by the movement next door, but her eyes were only focused on the blood on the ground.

Jun Qingli swayed slightly, this subtle movement did not escape Qingcheng's eyes, the movement was already ahead of thinking, and she stepped forward to support him.

"You don't want to die with me." Qingcheng uttered this sentence ruthlessly, but there was a trace of anxiety hidden in it.

Jun Qingli smiled, then passed out.

Qingcheng caught his body, her hand was covered with a large amount of blood, it was warm, Qingcheng withdrew her palm a little startled, she was actually a little frightened.

Without looking into where the fear came from, Qingcheng put Jun Qingli's body down gently, and put his hand on his pulse, his wrist was also surprisingly white and cold.

The first time Qingcheng took the pulse was for the shopkeeper Bi's wife, and now it's the second time, but he was flustered and couldn't concentrate. Finally, he found out that his breath was already very weak, but there was a strange force protecting his pulse. Otherwise, being stabbed in the heart would not last so long.

But after supporting it for so long, that power is gradually fading now, and it will eventually disappear.

What to do, it hurts the veins, Qingcheng tried hard to search for the information in his mind, got a headache, and Jun Qingli's body became colder and colder.

Resurrection Pill?It is the Resurrection Pill.

"Wait for me." Leaving a sentence, Qingcheng put Jun Qingli down, and went out quickly, only to see a figure floating out, like a ghost.

With a sound of "bang", Qingcheng directly kicked open the gate of Mingyue Pavilion. The servant girl had just seen the figure clearly, and before she had time to stop her, the gate had already been kicked open.

By the time they realized it, Qingcheng had already entered the inner room.

"Murong Yu!" shouted eagerly, accompanied by a figure like the wind.

Qingcheng directly broke into Murong Yu's resting bedroom, the gauze curtain was shaking, and the people inside were turning upside down.
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Being suddenly barged in by Qingcheng, Murong Yu reached out of the gauze tent and directly took a robe and put it on.

Qingcheng smelled the messy smell in the room and looked disgusted.

Murong Yu put on his clothes, got off the bed, and saw her standing in front of the bed with a disgusted expression on her face.

He looked at her in displeasure, with sweat still remaining on his forehead.

"I want the Resurrection Pill!" Regardless of whether he reacted or not, Qingcheng put forward his request directly.

Murong Yu looked at her suspiciously, as if wanting to explore the authenticity of these words.

"I said, I want the Resurrection Pill, hurry up!" Qingcheng repeated again, that way, he looked like a robber who robbed.

"Why does this king give it to you?" Murong Yu said disdainfully, obviously he didn't want to give it like that.

"Give it to me, I promise you one condition, any condition is fine!" Qingcheng's eyes were full of sincerity, and she promised eagerly.

Murong Yu was extremely shocked, any conditions?

Something is wrong, what on earth do you want the Resurrection Pill for?
"Why are you worthy of my king's request? Let alone one condition, even a thousand conditions will not work." Murong Yu sternly rejected her request.

For a moment, the eyes are full of ruthlessness.

Turning the bracelet on the wrist, the silver needle shot into Murong Yu's body, Murong Yu instantly felt his body go numb.

Qingcheng took the long sword hanging on the wall, pointed at Murong Yu's heart, and said with a sneer: "Since this is the case, what is there to say, if you don't want to negotiate terms with you, then I have to do it. Hand over the Resurrection Pill, or I will I want your life!"

Murong Yu felt her killing intent, but still laughed nonchalantly, and said again: "No!"

She actually wanted the soul-reviving pill in such a hurry, just to save a person, if she killed him and couldn't find the soul-reviving pill, she couldn't save the person she wanted to save. .

So, why give it!
"Murong Yu, if something happens to him, I want you to be buried with the entire palace." Qingcheng's uncompromising tone resounded through the room, with the determination to do what he said.

Following the words, the long sword in his hand pierced a little, and blood oozed out. Qingcheng didn't want to see the color of the blood. It was like this just now, so his life was in danger.

(End of this chapter)