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The long needle, with a terrifying coldness, was thrust into Ming Ruoxie's butt very roughly.
"Ming Ruoxie, this is your life."
The man on the bed stood up, and a slender white hand suddenly grabbed the man's throat.
¡°Then, being buried with me is also the life of all of you.¡±
Ming Ruoxie broke the man's neck with a click with his right hand, and pressed the detonator with his left hand at the same time.
¡°Bang!¡±
There was an explosion and flames shot into the sky.
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The sharp pain instantly made Ming Ruoxie wake up.
"Click, click, click."
It is the sound of liquid falling drop by drop.
The sticky liquid dripped onto her face.
His eyelids were extremely heavy, and Ming Ruoxie tried hard to open his eyes.
The moonlight was pale, just bright enough for her to see the scene in front of her.
A young girl was lying on a fallen tree, her limbs were hanging down and stiff, her face was facing her, and blood was dripping from her wound, drop by drop.
If it were someone else who woke up in such a scene, he would probably be frightened to death.
Ming Ruoxie just took a breath and wanted to get up, but she felt that her legs were being pressed down, making her feel cold and numb.
She stretched out her hand to push it, but it was sticky again.
Up, down, left, and right, there were dead people.
Where has she been?
But the pain all over her body and these horrible touches reminded her that she was not dead, she did not die in a bomb detonated by her own hands, and she did not die with all the scum in the institute.
Even the King of Hell dare not accept her, she is destined to continue to be a disaster.
Just when Ming Ruoxie was about to struggle to get up, the dead man pressing on her was pushed away, and then a hand stretched out towards her, his fingers trying to find her breath.
Ming Ruoxie felt a chill in her heart. She quickly clasped the hand and pulled it hard. At the same time, she jumped up and threw the opponent down. She then rode on the opponent's body and restrained the opponent's throat with her elbow.
Under the pale moonlight, what comes into view is a man's face, unparalleledly handsome, as bright as the moonlight.
Her eyebrows are like the first darkening hair from a distant mountain reaching towards her temples, her eyes are like stars falling into the deep sea, her nose is high and perfect, her thin lips are as if they were drawn into a painting, with distinct lip peaks.
His dark hair was tied up with a white jade headband, and his skin was a little frail and pale, but it made him even more stunningly beautiful.
In such a bloody heap of dead people, in such a strange dark night when she woke up, she suddenly saw such a peerless beauty, and she was still riding on him.
Ming Ruoxie felt that she had had an evil dream.
"Who are you?" she asked in a hoarse voice.
"King Jin, Sikong Ji."
The man looked at her with surprise, but he was not panicked at all, he was calm and profound.
King Jin?
Your Majesty? Sikong Ji?
"What are you doing here?" She pressed hard.
"Choose a concubine."
Choosechoose a concubine?
Ming Ruoxie glanced around subconsciously.
The deep night, the pale moonlight, the dark mountain shadow in the distance, the desolate and gloomy hillside nearby, and the blackened earth pit stained with unknown amounts of blood. In the pit, there were corpses everywhere, and most of them were women. She and Sikong Ji were in this pit.
This man said he was coming here to choose a concubine?
Choose his princess?
Is he crazy, or is she crazy?
Choose a concubine among the dead!
Ming Ruoxie wanted to ask again, but his eyes suddenly went dark and his head felt dizzy.
A strange memory flooded into her mind.
She is no longer the most outstanding "evil doctor" in the medical research institute, she is Ming Ruoxie, the third lady of Jingyang Hou Mansion.
At the moment when Ming Ruoxie was stunned, the world was spinning. The man had already grabbed her arm and pushed her down. The two of them instantly changed positions, switching offense and defense.
Ming Ruoxie felt a sharp pain in her body and felt like her body was about to fall apart.
She then realized that she was covered in injuries and her head was dizzy. It was her last strength to restrain Sikong Ji just now.
Now that she was pressed under her, her vision went black and she almost fainted.
The strong smell of blood, the stench of decay, and the smell of maggots and flies rushed into the nasal cavity.
Ming Ruoxie immediatelyGasping, suppressing the raging stomach water.
She is still alive. No matter what, these sharp pains and nausea reminded her of the fact that she was still alive.
Sikongji looked at the blood-stained woman under her body, whose appearance was completely unrecognizable.
Although she was on the verge of death, she was still as stubborn and brave as a little leopard, and her eyes were still sharp and cold.
¡°It¡¯s an accident to find someone alive among this pile of dead people.
It is even more surprising that this living woman is so special.
"Who are you?" Sikong Ji asked slowly.
Ming Ruoxie glanced at him and didn't answer. He bent his knees and pushed against the man's most vulnerable part.
With this blow, you can feel the wounds on your body tear open and warm blood gushing out.
Sikong Ji did not expect that she was so seriously injured and restrained that she could still fight back powerfully, and she used this kind of trick.
He clamped his legs around her unruly knees, and there was a glimmer of light in his deep eyes.
Ming Ruoxie ignored him, stretched out his hand to feel for his own pulse, and closed his eyes.
Her calm gesture of diagnosing her own pulse made Sikong Ji motionless for a moment. The two of them maintained such an intimate and shameful posture, lying on top of each other among the dead.
An eerie silence.
After Ming Ruoxie checked his pulse, his heart sank heavily.
dying.
Excessive blood loss, malnutrition, deficiency of Qi and blood, at least five kinds of poisons in the body, severe damage to the internal organs, a broken body that cannot survive at all, and should have died long ago.
The bleeding stopped within a quarter of an hour, and he didn¡¯t take any healing medicine, so he only had half an hour left to live.
She didn¡¯t know for a moment whether she should be grateful that her weird and unpredictable ¡°ghost hand¡± could still follow her.
"But in the medical research institute, she had to die and live again, but she didn't plan to live for only half an hour.
Opening his eyes again, he looked at his superior Kong Ji with endless inquiring eyes. Ming Ruoxie's voice was slightly hoarse, "Your Majesty, is there any medicine?"
Before Sikong Ji could say anything, Ming Ruoxie touched his chest with a strange speed like lightning.
Sikong Ji quickly backed away from her.
Taking a closer look, Ming Ruoxie already held a small jade bottle in his hand.
Your hands are so fast!
"You can't take that medicine."
Sikong Ji¡¯s bright eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he leaned forward to grab it. Ming Ruoxie kicked his leg directly into his abdomen, causing him to cough violently.
"Cough cough cough"
After coughing like this, his face seemed to turn a little pale.
She struggled to sit up, remembering the information about King Jin in her memory.
Jin Wang Sikongji was born weak and sickly. He has been pulled back from hell countless times by doctors since he was a child. It is a miracle that he can survive to this day.
So he should always have medicine on him.
However, what she needs is healing, not disease, so the medicine on King Jin may not be suitable for her.
"I have the final say whether you can eat it or not."
Ming Ruoxie quickly uncorked the bottle and poured the medicine into the palm of his hand. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com