Zhen Qingyin gritted her teeth and gasped, not having any energy left to pay attention to a system that only played tricks.
The prince's chin felt a little itchy, and he gently rubbed Zhen Qingyin's forehead, with a hint of smile at the corners of his eyes.
The system watched as the "target's love value" suddenly increased from "55" to "75". Just when it was about to announce the good news to the host, a plot mission suddenly popped up.
Its eyes widened, it rubbed its eyes with its little feet in disbelief, and then prompted in a desperate tone: [Congratulations to the host for triggering plot task three: stabbing the male protagonist, time limit is one hour, this task must be completed, otherwise it will be obliterated. Countdown to obliteration: 59 minutes and 59 seconds. 】
The prince's eyes darkened, and the smile on his lips and eyes froze.
He shouldn't have expected Zhen Qingyin to look back just now.
For him now, the most dangerous thing is not the pursuers, but the girl beside him.
You can not panic for 180 days, you can not panic for 9 days, and with half an hour of life countdown, who can really not panic?
As soon as Zhen Qingyin heard the system's announcement, she felt a sudden weight on her shoulders. She grabbed the tree trunk in time to avoid being crushed by the prince.
"Prince! Prince!" She called twice quickly.
The prince's arms were around her neck, and he was so close that she couldn't raise her head to see his expression.
She knew she couldn't go out.
As soon as she goes out, she will meet Wei Ji. As soon as she meets Wei Ji, the system will issue a task. Once the task is released, her lifespan will be shortened.
Dog system!
Main system, no, Dong Susu is a schizophrenic, right? You must add some puppy blood that is cruel to the heart and body in the article about the dog licking system.
The system cried loudly: [Host, what should I do, what should I do? Why does the task of stabbing the male protagonist come so early? If you stab the male protagonist, he will die. If you don’t stab the male protagonist, you will die and I will die too! Woo woo woo...]
It was so anxious that it almost exploded on the spot!
That Dong Susu is indeed not its biological mother. She only loves pugs, not big bees!
Zhen Qingyin only felt that the system's crying made her already miserable fate even worse.
The prince also felt the same way.
He had the illusion of being buried.
It turns out that the task of stabbing him has been preset for a long time, and Zhen Qingyin may have known about it for a long time.
This big bee is really unlovable. One second he begged Zhen Qingyin to save him, and the next second he asked Zhen Qingyin to kill him - is he sick?
Thanks to Zhen Qingyin's crow's mouth, the pursuers from behind really came over.
Zhen Qingyin's legs were shaking, and the blood on the ground was too obvious. They couldn't hide for long.
"Prince, they are chasing me, what should I do?" Nestling under the rocks, Zhen Qingyin picked up the bloody leaves on the ground and wiped off the blood on the grass.
But the traces they left cannot be cleaned up in a short time.
Zhen Qingyin simply stopped cleaning, sat down on the dirty mound, and picked up the long knife that Wei Ji had been holding.
His eyes were dark.
No matter what, I have to take care of two people before I die.
I wonder if Wei Ji can hold on until the guards arrive to rescue him.
She is definitely going to die today anyway.
The prince watched her silently with dim eyes. When he saw her taking away his knife, he was secretly wary and placed his hand on the dagger at his waist.
Zhen Qingyin casually wiped the sweat on her face with her sleeves. The hot sweat steamed her jade-like skin into a white and rosy crystal peach color as she ran for her life.
It was late spring, and the spring clothes were thin, soaked with sweat and lake water, making them semi-transparent, outlining the girl's graceful figure.
The prince blinked and moved his gaze from her face and waist to the long knife in her hand.
"There's blood here! Found it! They're here!"
"Quickly! Kill the Crown Prince Wei Ji. The people behind him are chasing us. We can't escape today. We will drag the Crown Prince of Da Jing into our backs even if we die!"
Six men in gray came over from three sides, blocking all escape routes for the two of them.
Zhen Qingyin raised her knife and stood in front of the prince, thinking to herself that these traitors were thinking of the same place as her.
She said nothing, silently comparing which two looked weak and could be taken away with two swords.
The prince's tense mind suddenly relaxed, and the bloodthirsty light in his eyes gradually dissipated.
She never thought about killing him.
Did she already know about this plot mission and didn't want to kill him, so she didn't attack him?
The prince bit the tip of his tongue, and the pain was transmitted from the tip of the tongue to the brain, stimulating the sluggish cells in his body to activate instantly. He jumped up, took the long knife from Zhen Qingyin's hand, threw the dagger at his waist to her, turned around and slashed The latest assassin.
Zhen Qingyin quickly caught it, secretly praising Weiji as a hero who is worthy of being a male protagonist. When encountering fatal danger, he can always squeeze out a little more bravery.
She calmed down, and if she could perform for half an hour, she could not only perform for three minutes.
She pulled out the dagger, and then found that... the dagger was too short. The assassins had either long knives or long swords in their hands. This small dagger couldn't cut anyone.
The prince chopped down the first assassin, swayed, took a breath, faced the second assassin, and threw two words at Zhen Qingyin: "Follow up!"
Zhen Qingyin held up the dagger and approached the assassin who fell on the ground. The assassin's entire arm was cut off, and he screamed heartbreakingly.
Her wrists were shaking and she couldn't move after three attempts.
Suddenly, the assassin's intact arm reached for the fallen sword. Zhen Qing's heart skipped a beat, her eyes closed, she clenched the dagger with both hands, and slashed the dagger across the assassin's neck.
Hot blood splashed onto her face.
She was paralyzed on the ground, her vision was covered by large swaths of red, and in her ears was the sound of an assassin breaking a bellows.
A strange and bizarre picture appeared in front of my eyes.
It was broad daylight, and the bustling shopping mall was just a dozen meters away. Four cars blocked her car at the intersection. A dozen men walked towards her with knives and sticks, smashed the car windows, and pulled her out of the car. Drag the driver's seat down.
The stream of people screamed in terror and fled in all directions.
The stick fell on her body and she was stabbed a dozen times? Or more than twenty dollars?
She couldn't remember, her consciousness was blurred, and she couldn't count. She only remembered that she had no power to fight back at that time. She only hated herself for underestimating the evil of human nature, not being ruthless enough, and not taking away a few scum before she died...
Zhen Qingyin crawled towards the second fallen assassin, without any hesitation this time, and pierced his throat with the dagger, as if she was taking revenge on those scum.
Her face was expressionless, like a controlled robot, giving a finishing blow to the third assassin who fell to the ground and did not know whether he was alive or dead.
Killing is actually not that difficult.
After killing three in a row, the warm blood seemed to give her strength. Her hands and feet were no longer soft, her eyes were empty and lifeless, and she was looking blankly for the fourth target. The prince shouted: "Be careful!"
Zhen Qing turned around in confusion, and the prince rushed to hug her.
Puff.
The dagger in her hand pierced the prince's abdomen.
The system screamed: [Host, you stabbed the wrong one, that was the male protagonist, the male protagonist! Ahhhh, you killed the hero! Ah ah, my magical male protagonist, he is going to block the knife for you! Ahhhh, I'm going crazy! 】
There was another pop, and the prince was stabbed in the back by the assassin.
