"If you want to go back, we just clicked the girl's acupoints, but I don't know what will happen if I wake up again. Her scream just now was so miserable. She kept pulling her hair. If she pulled it down, she would probably be pulled off. What do you think?" The guard at the door looked at Han Yue in embarrassment: "You can't keep touching her acupoints."

It is okay to apply the acupoint once or twice. If you click it a few times, it may leave sequelae. If you can't move in the future, he will not be able to take on this responsibility.

Looking at the heavy rain outside, Han Yue gritted her teeth, turned her head and said to the guards, "I'll go chase Fei Shao and come back. You can watch people for me. If you can't control it, just click on the acupoint again. I will try my best to seize the time. Remember, don't let her make any mistakes!"

"Yes!" The guards answered decisively.

Han Yue took a deep breath, ran into the rain, and ran towards the horse shed. Finally, the two guys who ran to the side hall arrived and realized that Han Yue had set off. The two of them looked at the cloak in their hands and sighed. Brother Han Yue was too anxious to do things, and they didn't even wear the cloak.

"I'll go and deliver a cloak to Brother Hanyue!" After saying that, the dead soldier picked up the jar of wine that he had not let go, took a big sip of wine and rushed into the rain.

The weather tonight was really bad, as if a river had turned upside down, pouring water from the sky to the ground. Lightning could almost illuminate the entire land, and after a moment there were thunder. The eyes were almost unable to open by the rain. Han Yue gritted her teeth and was about to whip another whip to speed up when a shout suddenly came from behind her.

"What are you doing?" It was the dead soldier who drank with him.

The dead soldier came to Hanyue's side and said loudly: "The long night is long, I'll accompany you Brother Hanyue!"

As he said that, he handed over a cloak. The cloak seemed to have been washed and was soaked. Seeing this, the dead man withdrew his hand awkwardly.

"Hahaha! What should you do with a cloak that has just been washed and not yet dried?" Han Yue said with a big smile.

At this time, there was no need for any cloak. Anyway, people were wet. He turned into a gourd like a magic trick: "Here, Brother Hanyue, I brought you a bite! It's just right to drive away the cold and enjoy the moon!"

Han Yue was not polite, so she took the wine gourd and poured it all over, leaving a sip to the dead soldier: "You guys, give me a sip, let's go together!"

As the wine gourd was thrown to the ground, two people and two horses were galloping in the wind and rain.

The rain seemed to be unable to stop, and I don’t know when it would be a little lighter. Mo Zifei waited for the group to shelter from the rain in an inn. The rain was too heavy. Even if he would not be drenched by the rain, the men behind him would have to do something. After all, he had just passed a big battle, and even he felt a little exhausted.

Another lightning flashed, and the ground became like daylight. After a moment, there was a rumbling thunder, deafening.

"You have a rest in this inn and wait until the rain stops before getting on the road. I'll set off first!" Mo Zifei was anxious, but he couldn't wait for the rain to get lighter.

"Fei Shaoshou thinks, it's so heavy that it's not too late to wait until the rain stops before setting off." Seeing that Mo Zifei was leaving, everyone immediately stopped him.

"Don't say anything, what's the point of such a little rain? You're welcome if anyone stops me and whoever is going to stop me!" Mo Zifei raised his eyebrows coldly, and everyone immediately silenced and dared not persuade Mo Zifei again. Mo Zifei always did what he said, and no one wanted to die.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Mo Zifei walked to the horse shed, touched the head of his mount, and pulled it out of the horse shed. The horse was obedient, just like its owner, not afraid of this violent storm.

"Young Master Fei, be careful on the road!" The dead soldiers shouted at Mo Zifei in the inn. Mo Zifei nodded in response. He wanted to go back so anxiously, but to see if "she" slept soundly.

"Fei Shao!!!" shouts from far to near.

As soon as Mo Zifei got on the horse, he heard Han Yue's shout. Han Yue was left there for the aftermath. At this time, something must have happened to something big. Mo Zifei looked coldly on his horse and asked, "What happened?"

"That girl... seems to be afraid of thunder. The guard said that she was about to tear off her entire hair, so they had to tweak the girl's acupoint. But this was not a long-term solution. The rain would definitely not stop for a while. I thought about it and had to come and try it. Fortunately, you stayed in this inn for a while, otherwise I wouldn't be able to catch up with you." Han Yue finished speaking in one breath, and saw Mo Zifei not saying a word.

The dead soldier next to him quickly added: "We really don't know what to do if you don't go back..."

Mo Zifei turned his head and looked back, gritted his teeth and said, "Go and tell them, I'll go back now."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Han Yue to talk to the dead soldier, and he started galloping in the rain while riding a horse, and there were no people at once.

It was already the second half of the night when he returned to the villa. Mo Zifei kept rushing to the side hall for a moment. When he went there, he heard Yili screaming with thunder because he had just untied his acupoints. The sound seemed to be about to break the vocal cords, and no one could stand it.

"Fei Shao, you are back!" The guards' eyes lit up one by one.

When I opened the hall gate, there were about a dozen helpless maids and a few dead men inside, and I was about to point the acupoints to Yili again.

"You all go out!" Mo Zifei gave the order, and soon all the zombies retreated from the side hall, the door was closed, and the sound of rain outside became less.

"Don't be afraid!" Mo Zifei came to Yili and wrapped his hands around her.

Yili's hand tightly grabbed Mo Zifei's collar and refused to let go, but miraculously, she stopped screaming and no longer pulled her hair.

Mo Zifei put her on the bed, and he also sat on the bed. Yili just lay in his arms, trembling all over. Her short hair was everywhere, and Mo Zifei had no choice but to remove all the broken hair she had torn off her clothes.

"Yili is also very afraid of thunder and lightning. So are you afraid of it too?" Mo Zifei said in a low voice, realizing that Yili's breathing in his arms was gradually stabilized. He sighed, took out his collar from her hand, and gently wanted to put her on the bed.

But as soon as he moved, Yili woke up. He said whisperingly that he didn't know anything, but the meaning should be that he didn't want Mo Zifei to leave her.

Mo Zifei had no choice but to maintain this posture.

I don’t know when the rain stopped, nor when it was already dawn. When Mo Zifei woke up, it was already noon the next day. It was cloudy, it was gloomy, and it seemed like it was going to rain.

Opening his eyes, Yili's head was sleeping on his arm. He felt his arms numb and moved gently. Yili was immediately awakened and looked at him with a pair of big eyes.

Looking at this smile, Mo Zifei had a very bad premonition...

After resting for half an evening and one morning, Mo Zifei felt much better. In addition to his arms, everything was in good condition.

After sorting out everything, he was about to set off, but he was entangled with Yili. Yili hugged Mo Zifei's entire arm and cried out loudly.

The surroundings were full of dead soldiers watching them, looking at the show, waiting for Xiao Lige to get angry when he saw it. Although these dead soldiers were loyal and good subordinates, they were also gossiping bad friends.

This won't work. Mo Zifei brows deeply: "You guys tie her up, she won't be aware of it. When I leave, I will get something to coax her, and it will be fine soon."

Yili understood this sentence and cried louder in an instant, like an abandoned child, lonely and helpless. Mo Zifei softened again. After all, he owed Yili, and he could no longer owe this unclear "Yili".

"Forget it." Mo Zifei shook his head and hugged Yili on his horse.

"Be careful on the road!" Han Yue looked at the place where Mo Zifei went worriedly and shouted. I don't know what kind of reaction it would cause after this battle, a female corpse that looked exactly the same as Miss Yili. I don't know what the reaction would be that the owner's wife who was rumored to be as beautiful as a fairy in the outside world would react... I hope everything is fine.

Because it was two people riding a horse, Mo Zifei had to slow down. It was not that he did not consider Xiao Lige, but that he hoped that Xiao Lige could understand him. He believed in his eyes and that he would not misjudgment.

Xiao Lige must be the one who walked to the top of the light world with him.

The team staying in the inn has returned to Aomei City. Yiqing has finished his work and waited at the gate of Aomei City. It was so heavy last night that it would definitely come back in the rain overnight according to Fei Shao's style. But this time he obviously miscalculated.

"Why didn't Fei Shao come back with you? It won't be..." Yi Qing showed concern, but he didn't dare to say the guess.

The leading deceased soldier jumped off his horse and knelt on one knee: "See Mr. Yiqing. Please rest assured that the young master is fine. But something happened in the villa temporarily, and he was delayed and did not come back with us."

"What happened will delay the whole night?" The worry on Yiqing's face became increasingly obvious: "Speak quickly!"

The dead man hesitated for a while, stepped forward and said, "Please borrow a step to speak."

There are a lot of zombies coming in and out here, there are also many people watching the fun, there are too many people talking, and some words are indeed inconvenient to say. The two of them came to a small inn in Aomei City and found a private room to close the door.

After a while, Yiqing walked out of the private room, his face was gloomy and terrifyingly scary.

The female corpse that looks exactly the same as Miss Yili? How could he be frowning? Impossible! He watched Mo Zifei take action with his own eyes, and the corpse that was burned by him lit with his own hands. How could Yili still be alive? Since Yili is not alive, how could there be a female corpse that looks exactly the same as her?

What the hell is going on?
Chapter completed!