Chapter 55: Oni's Cry (2)

  "He won't hurt me!" Qing Li comforted, walking towards him. Xia Tong was very clear in her mind that if Gui Nu wanted to kill her, he wouldn't have waited until now; at the beginning, he would have killed her long ago!

  Her words seemed to be in agreement with Mu Bei Cheng, as he didn't stop her. Qing Li put down his hand in her firm belief and stood by doubtfully!

  "You're hurt, you need to bandage it immediately!" Xia Tong ignored his cold eyes and carefully approached him, speaking softly as she gently touched his bleeding arm, then grasped it lightly and lifted it up.

  Oni's body stiffened, the sword in his hand quickly swung out to force Xia Tong to let go, then he clutched at his arm and stumbled backward a few steps, leaning against the wall behind him, as if in great pain, his eyebrows furrowed together.

  "Princess!"

  "Sister!"

  Two voices sounded in unison.

  Xiatong was shocked, her heartbeat skipped a half beat, she took a step back, with Qingli's support, she stood firm, staring straight at his eyes that had gathered darkness, his furrowed eyebrows, he was badly hurt!

  "You've lost a lot of blood...... I really just wanted to bandage you up!"

  Softly whispering, carefully observing the elusive changes in those dark pupils, feeling his relaxation afterwards, Xia Tong struggled out of Qing Li's support and tried to get close to him again.

  This time he didn't swing his sword, but instead lifted up his injured left arm in a daze, still holding onto Xia Tong.

  "Ah!" He lowered his head to look at the arm, and couldn't help but take a cold breath. Xia Tong was shocked and exclaimed: The arm wrapped in black clothes had a diagonal gash from left to right, several inches long, with white skin exposed and bleeding profusely, mingling with the constantly flowing blood and seeping into the black clothes, looking extremely gruesome!

  Xia Tong felt a wave of nausea, calmed himself down, took a deep breath, and then forcibly suppressed it, gritting his teeth as he looked at his arm again.

  Mo Beichuan stood by, frowning slightly as he watched everything Xiaotong did. Suddenly, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, "Sister be careful!" He exclaimed, and abruptly pulled Xiaotong back to hide behind him: "Be careful, you are his task tonight!" After a pause, he said in a low voice: "You are the one who was bought!"

  "Someone bought him to kill me?" Xia Tong, who was hastily pulled back, was stunned and looked at Gui Nu in shock. He still had a wooden expressionless face, standing there staring at her, his arm still dripping with blood.

  "Eighth Prince, take the princess and leave quickly!" Qing Li's expression changed, as if facing a great enemy, he opened up his stance and attacked.

  "He won't..." was dragged away by Mu Beichuan as Xia Tong still wanted to say something.

  "Ghost Cry has never left a task unfinished, those he wants dead have never lived to see dawn!"

  Mo Beichuan immediately knew what she meant, and told her a cruel fact: the man who came tonight was here to kill her. Although he had just spared her life, it would not change her fate of death! The reason was that he had never broken his past!

  He has never left a task unfinished!

  When he retreated hastily, Xia Tong saw that he was only dodging and hiding from Qing Lian's attacks, without counterattacking with force. Was he looking down on him?

  In the midst of the fight, those eyes that had been shrouded in darkness still stared straight at her, calm and unruffled yet hiding all the emotions that should have been there.

  He thought it should be easy to kill her! Xia Tong was still thinking about this in the instant after she walked out of the door.