Solitaire: Rise of the Waste

1290 Chapter 13
Nervous, the pear tree with a thick waist cracked, and the trunk fell to the ground, raising dust all over the ground. Zhao Wenxing, who fell from the tree, stopped after rolling a few times, and looked at him with astonished eyes. Xiang Feng Caitian.

At this time, Feng Caitian stood up, walking in front of Zhao Wenxing like walking in a courtyard.

She looked down at him with a wicked smile on her lips.

"The cultivation base is not bad, but in front of me, it is still a little tender."

As he said that, Feng Caitian's weak palm burst out with strong strength, and he was about to give Zhao Wenxing a fatal blow when he raised it. rushed over.

"Miss, don't!" Almost half of Feng Yuexin was lying on Zhao Wenxing's body, facing Feng Caitian's hand with her chest.

"Tsk tsk, you are really kind and righteous. I thought you wouldn't come out." Feng Caitian gave Feng Yuexin a playful look, and then took her hand back.

"Miss, did you discover us a long time ago?" Shu Ya breathed a sigh of relief seeing that the destructive palm did not fall, and walked out from the dark bushes.

"What do you think?" Feng Caitian smiled mischievously at her, then walked back to the chair she was sitting on just now, and sat down straight away.

However, Feng Yuexin broke into a cold sweat from the scene just now.

"Are you okay?" Feng Yuexin didn't even bother to guess what Feng Caitian's seemingly devastating blow was for, she turned her head and looked at Zhao Wenxing with concern.

"Cough...it's okay, get up..." Zhao Wenxing's mouth was spurting blood, and he cursed the man in black who was pressing on him to death.

Originally, the internal organs were messed up by Feng Moliang, a counterfeit, but now they were bumped so hard by him, the internal organs suddenly hurt badly, and the blood flowed out for free.

Zhao Wenxing could even imagine that in a few minutes, he would lose too much blood and die.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you okay?" Feng Yuexin suddenly realized what Zhao Wenxing said, and just about to get up, Shu Ya, who had already walked in front of the two, stretched out a hand to Feng Yuexin.

"I'll pull you."

"Well, good!" Feng Yuexin gave up her rude climbing posture, and with the help of Qiaoyan's palm, she immediately stood up from the ground.

Without the pressure of heavy objects, Zhao Wenxing's breathing became much easier. He sat up slowly, and after taking a elixir, he stood up.

"Who the hell are you guys? Why are you here?" Feng Caitian didn't kill him, so after taking a elixir, Zhao Wenxing's face returned to rosy within two breaths. He distanced himself from several people, and looked at Feng Yuexin suspiciously.

In front of him was a man, who turned out to be one of Feng Moliang's attendants, he was not ugly, and he could give people a soft feeling in the blink of an eye, making people want to get close to him very much.

only…

Zhao Wenxing glanced sideways at Feng Caitian who was sitting next to him, and thought to himself, if this person is not the original Feng Moliang, then his follower must have lost his bag a long time ago.In this way, she is also a stranger, why does she want to save herself?
Zhao Wenxing couldn't figure it out, so he could only look at Feng Yuexin's manly face suspiciously.

"Look carefully, and you will know."

(End of this chapter)