"Ouch..." With a scream, he fell down, with a straw stuck in his chest at the heart. No one could see clearly who had done it...

One straw can be fatal?

How much inner strength does it take to accomplish this?

The robbers were all dumbfounded. Looking at the corpses on the ground, they felt terrified in their hearts...

Behind me, a ghastly feeling came from my feet and went up to my forehead.

An unknown premonition surged into their hearts, and they faintly felt that something seemed to be appearing behind them...

A white, slender figure exuded a cold air, slowly stood up from the haystack, and gently held a few soft straws between her white fingers. It seemed to have no lethality, but it was

Exudes a deadly smell.

The robbers froze, turned around abruptly, their eyes looked like they had seen a ghost, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Help! There is a ghost..." Then they all turned around and ran away.

"Swish, swish, swish..." The sound of flesh and blood bursting.

Several corpses fell to the ground in unison, rolling their eyes, with a soft straw stuck in their chest or behind...

In the entire ruined temple, only the last robber and a little maid were left.

The robber man with the scar on his face was holding the little girl hostage and was about to invade her when he suddenly heard a scream from behind him. He looked back and saw that among the corpses on the ground, there was only one weak person.

The slender girl in white stood there like a ghost.

Her long hair was flowing, her flawless face was as cold as frost, without a trace of blood, and her cold eyes exuded a deadly light...

Isn’t this woman dead? How did she come back to life?

It's a ghost... It must be a ghost... What a scary ghost...

"You, you, you... don't come here, or... I, I, I... will kill her..." The scarred bandit grabbed the little girl's neck, trying to break it, and his hands and feet were trembling with panic...

"Little... miss... run away, leave me alone... cough, cough, cough..." The little maid was almost out of breath.

With a flick of his slender fingertips, a straw shot out like a needle, hitting the opponent between the eyebrows!

The scarred bandit glared, two lines of blood fell from his eyebrows, and his body fell vertically to the ground...

The hand holding her neck finally let go, and the little girl gasped for air. She was so lucky to have saved her life. It was all thanks to the young lady!

But the lady... isn't she dead? She slowly raised her head and looked at the strange yet familiar figure. The cold and chilly eyes made the little girl shudder.

Is this really her young lady?

"Miss...you..." Before the little maid could finish speaking, Zhao Ling'er glanced at her and felt cold, and walked in her direction step by step.

She, do you want to kill her?

The little maid had this kind of ominous premonition and panicked in her heart, "Little... miss... I am your maid Xiao Jing, don't kill me, please don't kill me..."

Zhao Ling'er stopped and frowned: "You are my maid? Then who am I?"

"You are the third young lady of the Zhao family, Zhao Ling'er! I am your maid Xiaojing... It's all my fault that I didn't control the young lady, so you ran up the mountain and were abducted by these bandits to a place like this... I'm sorry, young lady.

, it’s all my fault, please don’t kill me..."

Zhao Ling'er? What a strange name, she has no impression of it at all!

She is obviously Nie Ruge, why did she change into Zhao Linger?

Looking at Xiaojing's ancient maid outfit, and then looking down at herself in a white pure ancient gauze skirt, she frowned, could she have traveled through time?

Xiaojing stared at the young lady's face with fear, and asked cautiously: "Little...Miss, are you okay? Those robbers injured you just now, I thought you were dead - no, no, no, you were faint...you now

How is it?"

Zhao Ling'er took a deep breath and calmed down in just a moment. She glanced at her coldly and said three words: "I'm hungry."

"Ah?" Xiaojing was obviously slow to react. She didn't react for a moment, but she was actually hungry? That proves that the young lady is still alive. She is a human being, not a ghost!

"Why are you still standing there? Take me to eat!" Zhao Ling'er touched her belly. She was so hungry that her chest pressed against her back. She felt as if she hadn't eaten in a long time. The internal energy she had used just now had exhausted her whole body.

strength!

This maid named Xiaojing seems to be quite honest. Let her live first! Kill her after she is full...

"Yes, yes..." Xiaojing was surprised and happy at the same time. She quickly wiped the sweat from her forehead and left the ruined temple with Zhao Ling'er.

At the gate of the Zhao family, in front of the majestic mansion, there are two powerful characters written on the door plate: Zhao family!

Zhao Ling'er squinted her eyes. It seemed that this was the home of her current body owner.

Seeing that Xiaojing still didn't knock on the door, Zhao Ling'er frowned: "Why don't you open the door?"

"Um...Miss, do we really want to go in?" Xiaojing glanced at Zhao Ling'er uneasily. The expression on her face was very difficult and complicated, as if she had something unspeakable.

"Is there a problem?" Zhao Ling'er glanced at her with cold eyes.

Xiaojing shuddered. It was so strange. The young lady seemed to have changed since she came back to life. It was so scary!

"I...we were kicked out...Miss, don't you remember? If we go in now, I'm afraid we will be beaten to death by the eldest lady and the second lady..."

Drive him out? Zhao Ling'er narrowed her dangerous eyes. It seems that the owner of this body has been bullied a lot during his lifetime!
Chapter completed!