My Lady, Something is Wrong

The skinny man flew forward and fell heavily on the ground, his body twitched a few times, blood gushing from his nose and mouth, his eyes widened, and his mouth seemed to want to say something.

Luo Qingzhou walked in front of him, stepped on the back that he had sunk into, and with a violent force, with a "pop", blood spurted out, directly smashing his heart!

The thin man froze for a moment, then softened again, widened his eyes, and died completely.

Chapter 60 I'm a Scholar

In the woods, silence was restored.

Only the sound of the wind blowing and Luo Qingzhou's heavy breathing.

He stood there, his chest heaving violently.

His clothes were shattered and covered in bruises.

The skin was cracked in many places, and the flesh was blurred.

Pain came in bursts.

In the mouth and throat, there is still a strong smell of blood.

The muscles all over the body began to tremble, and the legs began to weaken.

Not because of the fear of killing the first time, but because the body and spirit that had been tense for too long finally relaxed...

After half an hour.

He Fang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staggered a few steps, leaned against the big tree behind, and sat down slowly.

"Huh...huh..."

The heavy breathing was particularly clear in the silent mountain forest.

Looking at the corpse and blood in front of him, thinking about the battle of life and death just now, in a trance, there is a feeling of dreaming.

He actually survived.

Another moment passed.

Xiaodiefang stood out from a bush not far away, still holding the dagger tightly in her hand, she ran over with a pale face, and cried, "Young Master..."

"I'm fine, go search his body..."

Luo Qingzhou stopped her from approaching, her whole body was sore and her fists were shaking slightly.

Xiaodie was stunned for a moment, holding the dagger, and tremblingly walked to the body of the thin man.

Although she is afraid, she knows that she must be strong and brave at this time.

The boy needs her!

Trembling, she stretched out her little hand and touched the blood-stained corpse.

"Young Master, one...a purse..."

This skinny man had only a light yellow purse on his body.

Xiaodie took it out.

"Is there nothing else?"

Luo Qingzhou asked breathlessly.

Xiaodie touched it again, shook her head, and said in a trembling voice, "No, no."

Luo Qingzhou's eyes flashed, and he frowned.

This person is a martial artist, and it is impossible to have only a purse on his body.

At least there should be a lot of money, right?

He looked at the purse in Xiaodie's hand, saw the bulging purse, and said, "Open it and see what's inside."

Xiaodie heard the words and opened her purse tremblingly.

But the strange thing is that when you look at the bulging purse outside, there is nothing inside.

Xiaodie was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had read it wrong. She looked outside for a while, and then looked inside again, and touched it many times, but the inside was still empty, and she didn't touch anything.

The little girl blinked, her face full of surprise and confusion.

"Storage bags?"

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a while, and suddenly a name appeared in his mind inexplicably.

He was suddenly excited.

If it's a storage bag, it's worth it this time!

There should be a lot of stuff in there!

"Xiaodie, give me something, help me up!"

He struggled to get up.

Xiaodie hurriedly ran over, handed the purse in her hand to him, and helped him stand up.

"Come on, let's go see if there's anything on the others."

At this time, it is not the time to check the harvest, and you have to leave this place quickly.

He carefully put the palm-sized purse into his close-fitting pocket, and decided to go back to the Treasure Pavilion to have a look.

Xiaodie supported him and walked towards the downhill path outside.

Luo Qingzhou searched all the bodies.

It is very strange that there is nothing on the other corpses, not even a tael of silver.

That's more to say, this purse is not simple.

The skinny man was a martial artist, and it was possible that everyone else's belongings were packed in this purse.

In addition to silver, there should be other things!

He was looking forward to it more and more.

"Go, Xiaodie, go down the mountain."

He rested for a while, and ran the internal exercises several times, and the pain on his body was relieved a lot.

His physical and mental strength is still sufficient.

Just after walking a few steps down the mountain, he suddenly stopped again and looked at the winding path down the mountain.

After a pause, he said, "Xiaodie, listen."

He looked solemn: "You go down this road first, remember, don't stop, keep going down, wait for me at the three-way intersection below, don't look around in the middle."

Xiaodie heard the words, her face changed slightly: "Young Master, you..."

"Don't be afraid, I'll follow you from the woods next to you. It's okay, just walk forward and don't look at me."

Luo Qingzhou warned a few more words and walked into the woods next to him.

Although Xiaodie was puzzled and afraid, she didn't hesitate any more, and immediately followed the path that just went up the mountain obediently and walked down.

She was uneasy, and her little face was still pale and frightened because of the change just now.

Her legs were weak and she nearly fell several times.

Fortunately, we went all the way to the foot of the mountain and nothing happened.

She breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to turn her head to look at the young master in the woods, but thinking of what the young master told her just now, she had to hold back and continue to walk forward.

Soon, he walked onto the fork in front of the road and continued to move forward.

At the foot of the mountain, it was silent.

Occasionally, a few bird calls sounded, especially loud and clear in the empty and silent mountain forest.

"Gu... gu..."

A bird chirped across the air.

In the jungle on the other side of the downhill path.

Not long after Xiaodie left, a figure slowly walked out from behind a bush, looking at her petite back as she walked away, a hint of doubt appeared on her gloomy face: "It seems to have succeeded... But how did you put this little girl down?"

He glanced at the mountain, waited for a while, and walked up quickly.

No matter what, live to see people, die to see corpses.

He had to see the kid's body with his own eyes before he could go back to work.

The mountain winds shuttled through the forest, whistling.

Soon, a strong smell of blood wafted in the wind.

His eyes narrowed, he quickened his pace, and sneered inwardly: "To die here is considered a cheap kid. After all, being with his slut mother is considered a reunion of mother and son."

He climbed another distance, and finally saw the corpse lying on the ground not far above.

The corpse's head was sunken and fell in a pool of blood, and it was impossible to see what it looked like.

"That kid died so miserably..."

With this thought in his heart, he endured nausea and ran up directly.

But when he ran close and stared at the corpse carefully, he was shocked and his face changed!

Not that kid!

He was stunned, stunned, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the forest next to him.

The bloody smell is stronger.

There are dead bodies there too!

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his face began to turn pale, and he hurriedly ran over.

There was also a corpse lying on the ground outside the woods.

Her chest was sunken, her eyes widened, her face full of fear and she died...

Still not that kid!

His legs began to weaken, and he raised his head and looked into the depths of the woods.