Genius Concubine: Miss Fourth Agent

Chapter 562 Doom 17
God knows how much he wants to prove to his father, his brothers and sisters that although he is not a genius, he is definitely not a waste.

Until now, he still thinks so, maybe it's just that he is not spiritual enough.

More than half a month ago, on that thunderstorm night and the storm was particularly rampant, Xiao Yao was still secretly practicing illusion alone in the suburbs. Through continuous hard work, he finally got started in illusion and became a two-star illusionist.

For others, the two-star magician just passed the pass, but Xiao Yao has put in a lot of hard work for it.

It was also because of his habit that the general's family was killed, and he was the only one who escaped.

When he returned to the general's mansion, he found that the whole mansion was covered with blood and corpses were lying everywhere. He was so shocked that he thought it was all a hallucination.

In the end, it seemed that there were still people in the mansion who hadn't left, and found that Xiao Yao was not dead, and rushed out.

The black shadow fluttered in front of Xiao Yao, like a ghost, with blood dripping from it, Xiao Yao didn't care about his grief, and ran away. When he escaped from the mansion, he got two marks on his back.

He fled to the suburbs and hid himself, because he practiced illusion in this area every day, so he was very familiar with it. The suburbs were overgrown with weeds, and it was also a good hiding place.

Those ghosts were looking for him, and he held his breath and waited for a long time without daring to make a sound.There was no movement around, so he took off the dart on his back, tore off the cloth on his clothes to stop the bleeding, and then continued to escape.

He kept running and running, his mind was full of corpses, blood, and that ghostly shadow. He was afraid that he would die if he stopped, until he could no longer run, and the shock passed... After waking up, he found that he had been He was rescued by people from Tianxue Medical Hall.

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"Brother Seven, come quickly, he's fainted!" Ye Xiaoyu looked at the situation with ginger soup in his hand, and regardless of the heavy rain outside, he put the bowl of ginger soup on the ground and ran over to help Xiao Yao up.

Xiao Yao lay on the ground, motionless, no matter how Ye Xiaoyu pushed him to call him, he didn't respond at all.

An eight or nine-year-old girl of course lacks strength, so Guo Xiaoqi rushed over, gave Ye Xiaoyu the umbrella, and carried Xiao Yao on her back to the hospital without saying a word.

"Brother Seven, will the owner and deacon blame us?" Ye Xiaoyu was worried.

"Oh, saving people is the most important thing, I can't care about that much." Guo Xiaoqi didn't have time to think about it, he couldn't just ignore death.

Guo Xiaoqi carried Xiao Yao back to his room, and wrapped Xiao Yao's body with a quilt. Seeing this, Ye Xiaoyu hurried to the kitchen to serve hot ginger soup.

"I said you really don't know how to live or die. The owner of the museum personally sent you away. What are you doing here?" Guo Xiaoqi looked at Xiao Yao and shook his head helplessly.

"I'm not trash, I'm not trash." Xiao Yao was in a coma, but as if he still had a sliver of reason, he kept repeating these words.

Guo Xiaoqi had a sore nose. He heard that Xiao Yao was an orphan, and Guo Xiaoqi had no father or mother, so he couldn't help Xiao Yao and covered him with a quilt.

"Brother Seven." Ye Xiaoyu came with hot ginger soup.

"Give it to me." Guo Xiaoqi took the ginger soup, fed it to Xiao Yao, and then asked Ye Xiaoyu to get some food, "He hasn't eaten all day, go to the kitchen to see what else is left."

"Okay." Ye Xiaoyu nodded hurriedly, and ran to the kitchen in a panic.

Holding an umbrella, Ye Xiaoyu rushed into the rain, ran to the kitchen to get some food, then hurried back, bumping into someone inadvertently: "Ah——"

(End of this chapter)