Killer Crossover: Sixth Miss of the General's Mansion

Chapter 311
The heavy snow of goose feathers fell from the sky, rustling down.

One after another, the extended bloodstains on the snow were not covered up in time.

There was a sound of chaotic footsteps, approaching from far away.

Wearing heavy military uniforms, snow boots, and howling wolf dogs, they quickly chased after the blood on the snow.

The sturdy wolfhound barked wildly from time to time, frightening the few passers-by on the road to crawl on the ground with weak legs and feet, waiting motionlessly for the team to scan and pass by. His trembling body stared at him. Fear.

The heavy breath and the gloomy weather rushed into people's nostrils.

"Damn it..." He cursed violently.

The tall man in night clothes was out of breath, his exposed eyes were bloodshot, obviously exhausted and exhausted.

His entire body was leaning against the wall weakly, panting uncontrollably, holding the long sword in one hand, and covering his chest with the other hand, where blood was constantly flowing out.

The acupoints that had been tapped could not stop the flow of blood, and the violent exercise caused him to be involved in the wound, and the blood flow continued.

He didn't even frown at the corners of his brows, his bloodshot eyes scanned everything around him vigilantly, took a deep breath of icy air, pulled his big hand, and tore off the blood-soaked black night clothes to the eaves in the distance Throwing it up, clutching his bleeding chest, he quickly flew deep into the alley, stepping on the wall.

All that was left was a pool of bright and eye-catching blood flowers blooming on the snow, which was especially conspicuous.

As soon as his tall figure disappeared into the deep alley, the army leading the wolfhound immediately appeared in the same place, only a pile of blood flowers blooming, but no human figure.

The army was immediately so angry that they cursed, chattering and chasing after the wolf dog in another direction.

The alley that was lively for a while, gradually returned to desertion, and the people who left in a hurry left only a large mess of footsteps and blooming flowers.

In the dark and deep alley, there is a tile-covered sky above, and there is not too much snow entering. .Invasion, the scattered light snow drifting in, soon turned into ice water.

Several pairs of sharp eyes gleamed, looking at the man who broke in suddenly without blinking, the long sword was already pressing across his neck without waiting for him to make any reaction.

As long as he dared to make a sound, he would slit his throat and spurt blood to death. With their keen vigilance and speed, as well as the cold murderous aura emanating from their bodies, Qingfeng absolutely believed that they could do it.

His scalp was numb from being stared at, but he didn't dare to move.

He raised his bloody hands and turned his back to them. He didn't take a deep breath until the hunting team left quickly.

His body was still stiff, the sword on his neck made him hold his breath, and before he could turn his head, a cold hum sounded out.

"I chased and killed the thieves all the way. I thought there was some monstrous ability. I was discovered when I sneaked into the city! I was forced to wait until I had no time to catch my breath, and I started to prepare to meet the enemy again. It turned out that it was you who provoked it!" the woe of..."

Seeing that everyone was gone, Gao Qingyang complained unhappily. He was chased and killed by two parties along the way, even he was used to being chased since he was a child. .The criminals can't bear it anymore, but they still can't finish killing them. If one group is down, another group will be replaced, and there will be no end?

I feel suffocated just thinking about it.

(End of this chapter)