The Villain Always Wants To Kill Me - Chapter 57

Zhao Nanping saw Duan Feibai not only ignoring her, but also addressing Tao Jingyiwan in the street like no one else, his facial features were distorted in anger, without thinking, he raised his long whip and threw it at the two of them: “Shameless!”

Duan Feibai picked up Tao Jingyi, turned around, landed behind Zhao Nanping, and said sharply: “Princess, please respect yourself.”

Zhao Nanping’s face was even more ugly.

She is a majestic princess. She has been a star since she was a child. When did she get dumped like this? The more Duan Feibai protected Tao Jingyi, the angrier she became, and he swung a long whip towards Tao Jingyi’s cheek.

“Fox spirit, I ruined your face.” Seeing Tao Jingyi’s extremely beautiful eyes, Zhao Nanping guessed that the appearance behind the veil must not be bad, otherwise Duan Wushuang would not be fascinated. This young man has always judged people by their “appearance”. With such a beautiful face, I have been chasing him for so many years, but I have never seen him give him an extra look.

Therefore, Zhao Nanping felt more and more that Tao Jingyi must be a peerless beauty. A sudden sense of crisis arose in her heart, and she was determined to ruin her face.

She has only practiced the whip technique since she was a child, and she swung a long whip unstoppably, and the whip all went towards Tao Jingyi’s face. Duan Feibai knew that she was good at whipping, and because of her status, she couldn’t hit people in the street, so she was restricted everywhere.

He simply let go of Tao Jingyi and concentrated on dealing with Zhao Nanping. Zhao Nanping’s target was Tao Jingyi, and the whip chased after Tao Jingyi like a poisonous snake.

If it was normal, Tao Jingyi would definitely run first, and would never hold Duan Feibai back. It’s just that since just now, she has been feeling a little uncomfortable somewhere, blood seems to be churning in her chest, and her lower abdomen hurts like being pricked by a needle.

After Duan Feibai let go of her, the pinprick-like pain became more and more obvious. After a while, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Tao Jingyi’s forehead.

She pressed her lower abdomen with her hands, frowning tightly, trying to resist. As soon as the internal force was condensed, before it could flow through the meridians, the blood in the chest churned even more violently, and suddenly, it gushed out towards the throat like an overwhelming river.

Tao Jingyi: “Pfft—”

The mottled blood dyed the white veil instantly, and it was as if someone had stabbed a sharp knife into her lower abdomen, stirring vigorously, breaking her flesh and blood little by little.

All the strength in the body seemed to be drained at once.

The veil slowly fell off her cheeks, causing the onlookers to gasp in surprise. Tao Jingyi felt as if he had stepped into an abyss, his body kept falling, his consciousness drifted farther and farther, and in a trance, he heard someone shouting: “Tao Tao!”

The voice was far away for a while, and close for a while, and it was extremely shrill, as if the voice had been torn apart.

Tao Jingyi closed his eyes slightly, his body fell to the ground like a fallen leaf on a branch. When her cheek was an inch from the ground, a hand reached out from above and pulled her into his arms. That hand held her wrist, frantically sending internal force into her body.

For some reason, she vaguely remembered that before the cliff, Duan Feibai sent internal energy into her body in the same way.

She tried her best to open a slit of her eyes, the sky light fell into her eyes, and what caught her eyes was a handsome young face.

Duan Wushuang, the junior uncle of Xijiange.

It seems that she has identified the wrong person.

Zhao Nanping also didn’t expect Tao Jingyi to vomit blood suddenly, her first reaction was that her subordinates had injured someone, before she had time to investigate, the veil fell off Tao Jingyi’s face, revealing her terrifying cheek covered with scars.

Zhao Nanping stared wide-eyed and fell into a daze.

After a long time, she came back to her senses, thinking that the Prince Wushuang, who always judges people by their appearance, is actually infatuated with such an ugly woman, she felt annoyed for a moment, and shouted loudly: “Duan Wushuang—”

As soon as she finished speaking, Duan Feibai raised his hand and pushed out a palm. This palm was extremely powerful, and the wind of the palm brushed across the cheeks, making it almost impossible for everyone present to open their eyes.

The palm wind landed on Zhao Nanping’s heart, Zhao Nanping spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

“Princess!” The guards paled in shock and helped her up.

Fortunately, Zhao Nanping’s chest kept rising and falling, which meant that Duan Feibai was merciful and spared her life.

“Get out!” Duan Feibai’s expression was as cold as Shura’s.

The guards were not his opponents, so they dared not stay here anymore, they quickly picked up Zhao Nanping and fled here quickly.

After Zhao Nanping and others left, Duan Feibai held Tao Jingyi in his arms.

Tao Jingyi was in a daze of consciousness, her lips opened and closed, and a weak voice came from her throat.

Duan Feibai lowered his head and listened attentively.

She could only hear her yelling in a low voice: “…it hurts.”

Duan Feibai’s footsteps froze. A simple word pierced his heart like a sharp sword.

Holding Tao Jingyi in his arms, he used his lightness kung fu and ran all the way until he saw an abandoned earth temple in front of him. He carried Tao Jingyi into the earth temple, raised his hand and swung all the offerings off the table, and then carefully placed Tao Jingyi on the table.

Tao Jingyi’s body curled up, his hands were pressing his lower abdomen, his face was pale and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Duan Feibai held her hand and said in a low voice, “It doesn’t hurt anymore, it won’t hurt soon.”

It was the “Duanchang powder” left in her body that broke out.

The poison had been buried deep in her body for a year, and now there was no antidote or internal energy to get rid of the poison. If you want to untie it, you can only cooperate with his “Washing Marrow Sutra”, just to reshape the meridians, the pain is very tolerable, even if the heart is as tough as Duan Feibai, he almost couldn’t bear it back then.

How could Duan Feibai be willing to let Tao Jingyi suffer the pain he had suffered.

He lifted Tao Jingyi up, stretched out his arms to hug her, passed one hand around her waist, and pressed his palm against her vest, injecting internal energy into her body.

Cultivating inner strength is not easy. The inner strength that ordinary people may need to cultivate in ten years, was transported into Tao Jingyi’s body without hesitation in the time of a stick of incense.

After obtaining these internal forces, Tao Jingyi’s complexion improved a lot, but his consciousness was not clear yet. She lay in Duan Feibai’s arms in a daze, stretched out her hands, wrapped them around Duan Feibai’s neck, and put all the weight of her upper body into his arms.

Duan Feibai just hugged her like this, his palm still pressed against her back, but the speed of internal energy transmission gradually slowed down.

He just wished that time could slow down a little bit, and a little bit slower…

It would be great if we could stay in this moment.

Just hugging her like this, cuddling each other, it’s like forever in an instant.

Tao Jingyi opened his eyes suddenly, the room was covered with mottled moon shadows, and a icy moon hung high outside the window.

The air is very still, except for the chirping of insects and frogs in summer, there is no sound.

She sat up slowly and fumbled to light the candle beside the bed. A cluster of faint candlelight broke through the darkness, and the dim yellow candlelight filled the room.

Tao Jingyi lay back down again, and even though she wanted to break her head, she couldn’t remember exactly when she came back. Her last memory stays on the street, only remembering that she was suffering from abdominal pain and vomited blood.

Tao Jingyi pressed down on his lower abdomen. The pain in the lower abdomen was like being cut by a knife. The pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow and was clearly imprinted in my mind.

It’s “broken intestine powder”! Feng Linzhi said that the residual poison in her body has not been cleared. Duan Feibai also said that when “Banchang San” breaks out, the liver and intestines will be broken, and life is worse than death.

This “broken intestine powder” was developed by Duan Feibai himself, even Xue Yi, a medical fairy, may not have an antidote. Could it be that he could only go back to find Duan Feibai to get the antidote, or would he be tortured by it for the rest of his life, and one day he would die from a broken liver and intestines.

Tao Jingyi let out a long sigh.

Tao Jingyi didn’t sleep much in the second half of the night, and early the next morning, Tao Jingyi yawned and walked to the Academy of Martial Arts with dark circles under his eyes.

“Miss Biao.” Steward Lin’s voice sounded behind him.

Tao Jingyi was startled, stopped after half-yawning, and blinked at Steward Lin.

Steward Lin held a package in his hand and handed it to her: “Young Master Feng came here yesterday, and you happened to be away. This is entrusted by Young Master Feng to you.”

“Feng… Cousin, he has been here!” Tao Jingyi showed excitement, and took the package and opened it. Inside the package was a tin box, which was beautifully made with beautiful patterns drawn on it.

Manager Lin smiled and said, “Master Feng still entrusts me to give Miss Biao a word.”

“What words?”

“Master Feng said that in half a year, he will come to take you home.” Guanshi Lin said.

Feng Linzhi steward Tuolin brought Tao Jingyi a box of pastries, which were made by a famous pastry shop in Kyoto. These pastries were made into various beautiful shapes, which made the index finger move.

Tao Jingyi picked up a piece of pastry in the shape of a rabbit filled with pumpkin, put it in his mouth, and remembered what Feng Linzhi had told Steward Lin to bring her.

In half a year, can the Flower God Sect really get rid of the control of the Puppet Villa? Duan Hongying’s martial arts are superb. In the original book, if Duan Feibai hadn’t killed her relatives righteously, she might really become the overlord of the world.

Suddenly a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts, Tao Jingyi opened the door, and a young man stood outside the door, smiling with crooked eyes: “Miss Tao, your book is here, please sign here, please Give it a good review.”

Tao Jingyi was taken aback, feeling something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn’t explain it. She crookedly signed her name, and returned to the house with a thick stack of books.

It was “Ruthless Swordsman” ordered yesterday at Lotte Bookstore. There are six volumes in total. Tao Jingyi picked up the first roll and opened it while eating the pastries.

The characters in this world are traditional characters. After traveling, she deliberately studied them for a period of time. Although she may not be able to write all of them, there is no problem in recognizing them, so there is no dyslexia when reading all the way.

The beginning of the story tells about a **** murder case, which is basically a routine of martial arts novels, and almost eight out of ten novels have such plots.

Tao Jingyi casually flipped through the pages of the book. After the massacre, the time jumped to ten years later.

Although they are all old routines, but to see such down-to-earth martial arts novels in ancient times, I have to say that there is really a sense of intimacy.

The first volume was quickly finished, and at the end, Tao Jingyi didn’t even bother to eat the cakes, and went to get the second volume with trembling hands.

When the second volume was finished, Tao Jingyi’s hands were shaking more and more, and his eyes were very wide.

She went on to take the third volume.

This is followed by volumes four and five.

The contents of these volumes were all ten lines at a glance, skipped hastily, but Tao Jingyi’s breathing became more rapid the more he looked behind.

Her heart was beating extremely fast, and her complexion was glowing red. After finishing the sixth volume, Tao Jingyi couldn’t bear it anymore, opened the door, and ran out.

Dongfang Yue is not here. Without his warrant at this time, the disciples cannot go down the mountain.

“Little Martial Uncle… Yes, Little Martial Uncle!” Tao Jingyi murmured excitedly, turned around and ran towards Duan Feibai’s residence.

The author has something to say:

Seeing that there is a cutie who is very resistant to the appearance of other time travelers in the article, let me talk about it here.

When setting up this character, I thought about deleting him, but after changing the outline several times, I couldn’t delete this character.

Because he takes on an important role—providing information for the heroine to go back (some cutie guessed it)

It also affects the ending of the hero and brother Xingchen

So far in the story, Tao Tao has never been tempted by anyone. The only thing he said that he likes the protagonist is because he likes him while reading a book.

Her original intention has never changed – to go home.

The appearance of the traverser made her goal clear, and also made the hero’s way of chasing his wife even more crematory.

There are not many scenes for the new traverser, and every appearance is to provide information.

If you don’t like the new time traveler, just abandon the article

A cutie was asking Brother Xingchen, um, he was crying while hugging the bones of the fake elder sister, and planning a road to revenge by the way. There’s still a while to go…