Ugly Beauty: The Second Miss Waste

Chapter 2 The Lone Wolf
Mu Qingcheng gritted her teeth, she transmigrated, and she transmigrated to such a doormat?

His eyes were as cold as the water of a millennium cold pool, his fists were clenched tightly, and the bones and veins of his thin hands were clearly visible.

A strong resentment and resentment lingered in her heart. Someone dared to throw her a whip and slap her in the face. It was a shame and humiliation. If she didn't avenge her revenge, she would not be the best agent of country X.

She remembered that she and her partner were completing a mission when a sudden tsunami killed the three of them.

Now she has transmigrated to Mu Qingcheng's body, trying to accept the truth, the pain in her body told her that this is the truth.

Sitting up with difficulty.Look at the surrounding environment, what is this place?
It looks like a forest, desolate and silent, with mottled tree shadows, imprinting a gloomy atmosphere.

There are also piles of tombs of different heights, most of which have no tombstones, and there are white bones.

Whipping, disfigurement, mass graves.These things alone are enough to kill you ten thousand times,

The overwhelming hatred seems to have awakened some resonance in the body, is it the unwillingness of the original owner?
Limbs and bones are feeling pain, new injuries and old injuries are accumulated, the body is simply horrible, seeing so many ugly scars on the body, winding on the body, it is shocking.

Qingcheng felt incomparable.Egg hurts.She was a peerless beauty in her previous life, and there were not so many scars in the gunfire, and she had scar removal surgery. Looking at Mu Qingcheng now, it feels like watching a ghost.

Walking along the trail, every step involved the wound, and my stomach was empty, which was very uncomfortable.Since Mu Qingcheng was divorced in the past few days, she has been beaten and scolded countless times, listened to ridicule, and has not even eaten.

It was the first time that Mu Qingcheng had such a strong desire to kill, the original owner's memory merged with hers, and she felt the same.

While walking, he looked at his surroundings.

Baifeng and Liuhuo don't know if they have traveled through time, so let's look for it slowly!
Ten years of experience made her feel that danger was approaching.

Slow down, and sure enough, the wolf's eyes glowing green in the dark were looking at her not far ahead.

Wolf, lone wolf, what kind of luck is this?Just after transmigrating, he was covered with injuries. According to the memory in his mind, he still had a yin and yang face, the most ominous omen, and now he was covered in scars and met wild wolves.

Those green eyes seemed to have seen their prey, and it was the bloody smell on Qingcheng's body that attracted it.

The wild wolf sprang out like lightning and rushed towards Qingcheng. It was the bloodthirsty and excitement of rushing towards its prey.

Qingcheng's nerves were tense, and his body was in a state of defense. When he saw the wolf pounced, he immediately reacted and quickly dodged aside.

Qingcheng was wounded, but still agile, and kept dodging, because he had no weapons, and he couldn't fight the wolf with bare hands, unless he strangled it, but he might have been bitten to death before he strangled the wolf.

The expression became more dignified, the speed became faster and faster, and he kept breaking through his limits. Enraged by Qingcheng's constant avoidance, the wild wolf pounced on her even more ferociously, baring his fangs and still drooling.

Qingcheng knew that this was not the way to go. When his physical strength was finally exhausted, he would not be able to run away from the wild wolf, so he might as well give it a try with all his strength.

Touching the bun with her hand, I forgot that this is ancient times, women should have hairpins on their heads, and there is indeed a hairpin, very good.

Qingcheng no longer dodges, but waits for an opportunity to stab the wild wolf to death.

The wild wolf rushed forward, and Qingcheng blocked the important part with his arm, but the sharp claws still scratched the arm.

The wild wolf pounced on her, and the saliva dripped on Qingcheng's face. Qingcheng resisted the desire to vomit. At this moment, he inserted the hairpin into its throat with his left hand, and the warm wolf blood dripped on his face.Before he died, the wild wolf still scratched Qingcheng's face, the flesh rolled up, blood flowed out, and there was a sharp pain, but he fell to the side unwillingly.

Qingcheng stood up, blood flowed out of her face, drop by drop, dripping onto the ground.

The breath became colder, "After watching such a good show for so long, it's time to come out!" Although the tone was cold and heartless, it was somewhat panting, after all, he had just experienced a life-and-death struggle.

(End of this chapter)