Xiao Dong held the sword, and the tip of the sword turned into a red flower on the chest of the red sleeve. The red flower withered in the wind. In the dark night, the bright red bits could not tell whether it was blood or petals.

Zhao Hongxiu finally couldn't hear Xiao Dong's answer, and she fell down...

"I didn't expect that Zhao Hongxiu raised a little wolf dog like you, so he was really a wolf-hearted person." The Hongniang smiled and her eyes were as bright as obsidian.

Xiao Dong smiled gently, and the tears in his eyes had been wiped away at some point: "The world has changed a long time ago. All the twenty-four generals of Xiaoyun have turned into smoke and clouds, let alone a mere Mei Yayong? Only they still hold Mei Yayong's spiritual throne and refuse to let go. Even if the little emperor dies, Mei Yayong cannot be resurrected. The Mei family is still gone. Mei Shengxue is crazy, Zhao Hongxiu is crazy. I am still young, and I don't want to be crazy with them."

After saying that, he leaned over and picked up Zhao Hongxiu, who had been motionless, carried her on his shoulders, turned around and left.

"Wait a minute!" The voice of Hong Niang came from behind.

The moonlight shone on the red lady's head and shoulders. She stood by the water with a moonlight, as graceful as a terrifying geese and as gentle as a dragon. She was born with a very beautiful life. This should have been an equally beautiful picture, but when Xiao Dong turned around, the red lady, who should have been like a fairy Lingbo, was beautiful, but she exuded a solemn and murderous aura all over her body, like a jade-faced Rakshasa!

Xiao Dong once felt this kind of breath. He came from the sword light and sword shadows. He was not unfamiliar with this kind of breath, but this should not appear in a famous actor who has been performing since childhood.

This is the demeanor that people who walk on the tip of a knife and who accumulate over time should have.

"Is there anything wrong?" Xiao Dong asked in a deep voice.

"I feel so wronged that I am so aggrieved by Zhao Hongxiu, so I might as well follow me." said Hongniang.

Xiao Dong smiled faintly: "I am just an ordinary person. I just want to live an ordinary and quiet life. Whether it is Zhao Hongxiu or you, I don't want to get involved anymore."

The Hongmao smiled with some regret and did not try to keep her.

Xiao Dong turned around again, carrying Zhao Hongxiu, which was no longer warm, and disappeared into the vast night.

There is indeed a famous actor in Jiangnan called Hong Niangzi, but the headmaster of Baihua Class will definitely not be that Hong Niangzi.

Walking out of the yard, Xiao Dong ran all the way. He was familiar with the streets and alleys of the capital. He knew how to avoid the patrol troops. In less than half an hour, he returned to his nest. This was an alley mixed in the downtown area. Even at night, it was filled with various sounds, such as the barking of dogs, the crying of children, the sound of irons, sharpening of knives, and the sound of babbling of erhu. It was a singing blind man practicing the piano.

Xiao Dong lives in a separate courtyard. The previous tenant here was a gambling man and owed a lot of debts. One night, he killed his wife and children in the yard, and then wiped his neck and blood flowed all over the yard, flowing out of the ditch before he was discovered.

Xiao Dong rented the yard at a very cheap price. When he moved in, there were still blood stains in the house and yard.

During the day, Xiao Dong loves to be lively, but at night, he likes to be quiet. Xiao Dong is a good tenant and pays rent for one year at a time. Although the alley is noisy, no one comes to visit his house, and even the landlord does not come to visit him.

Xiao Dong put Zhao Hongxiu on the kang. When he was on the road, he sealed Zhao Hongxiu's acupoints and temporarily stopped her blood.

He asked Zhao Hongxiu to breathe and touched her heart again. She was still alive, but her breath was weak.

The sword stabbed just right, one inch deeper, and even though it was too late, Hongxiu was dead.

Xiao Dong took out a medicine box and treated her wound skillfully. He sat on the edge of the kang, focusing on the woman on the kang.

Time has already shed traces on the corners of her eyes. After the blood loss, she is pale and haggard, like a gardenia that has fallen.

Xiao Dong sighed deeply and said softly: "I'm sorry, I've cheated on you for so long."

He took out a box from the kang hole. The box was exquisite, like a woman's makeup box. He opened the box, and there was indeed a mirror in it. In addition to the mirror, there were also small porcelain boxes. These porcelain boxes were also as exquisite, as exquisite as women's rouge boxes.

He dug out a ball of ointment from the box, smeared it on his face in front of the mirror, and gently wiped it with a handkerchief. After a moment, another face appeared in the mirror...

Three days later, Zhao Hongxiu finally woke up.

She looked at the bare beams and the mottled walls around her, and didn't know where she was.

A face suddenly appeared in front of me, a face that seemed familiar and had seen it somewhere, but was definitely a stranger.

This is a teenager, probably less than twenty years old, full of vitality and bright eyes.

Zhao Hongxiu didn't know this young man, but he was a little familiar with him. He must have seen him.

What she did was to welcome and send off the trip. Perhaps this young man was once a guest of Hongxiuzhao.

"Hey, you're awake!" the boy said happily.

His voice had a strong northwest accent, which was the kind of person who wanted to speak official words, but they were inappropriate, and people knew that they were from the northwest at first glance.

"I wasn't dead." The wound hurts very much, gasping and speaking even more painful, but Zhao Hongxiu knew that he shouldn't be able to die.

The pain reminded her of many things. She remembered that night, the sword light that pierced into her chest, and Xiao Dong...

"Of course you won't die. If you die, I won't be able to receive the money." The boy grinned, and from the moment Zhao Hongxiu saw him, he seemed very happy.

"How long have I been in a coma? Where is this?" Zhao Hongxiu asked.

"I don't know how long you've been in a coma. Someone sent you here yesterday. By the way, this is the Zhenyuan Escort Agency." The boy said.

"Zhenyuan Escort Agency? Is there such an Escort Agency in the capital?" Zhao Hongxiu asked.

"Beijing? You must be confused. This is Baoding Prefecture." The young man said.

"Baoding Mansion? Who sent me?" Zhao Hongxiu was shocked. She couldn't help but want to sit up, but her body had no strength. Instead, she didn't sit up, but made her wound even more painful.

The boy was startled and quickly sat next to her and said, "Don't move around. If you die, our escort will be compensated. It's a small matter to lose money. If we ruin our reputation as the escort agency, it will be great."

Zhao Hongxiu was too lazy to listen to his longing and asked, "Who sent me here? Where are you going to send me?"

This is an escort agency, so she is the escort they want to protect.

The boy said, "He said his surname was Dong, and he said he wanted to send you to Guangdong."

"Guangdong? So far away?" Zhao Hongxiu was surprised. It turned out that the one who sent her was Xiao Dong, Xiao Dong...

"I am the boss lady of Hongxiuzhao, the capital city. I will pay double the price. You can send me back to Beijing." Zhao Hongxiu said in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!