Insulted, Wu Chunhua was so insulted that her eyes were red with anger. She stared at Min Xiyao and yelled: "Min Xiyao, I want to kill you, I want to kill you."
They are all time-travelling girls. How come Min Xiyao can live such a good life, but she has to be tortured and humiliated. Min Xiyao, they are all Min Xiyao. If it weren't for Min Xiyao's variable, she would have been Princess Rui. How could she be insulted by these disgusting beasts?
Wu Chunhua was filled with hatred, but she didn't dare to move. She could only vent her anger by insulting him.
"It's all you, Min Xiyao, it's all your fault. It's you who caused me to be insulted by these beasts like Deng Guojiang. It's you who stole my Princess Rui. I'm going to kill you."
Wu Chunhua lost her mind and shouted wildly. He didn't notice Deng Guojiang's malicious look at all. He could only vent his unwillingness by shouting.
Min Xiyao looked at Wu Chunhua's last madness with a smile, and a pair of beautiful dimples showed that she was in a good mood.
She raised her eyebrows and said, "Princess Rui? Haha, just because of your lustful appearance? It's really funny. Did I send you to Deng Guojiang's bed? You are greedy for vanity and want to get something for nothing and climb up to the noble master. , it’s all your own fault.”
Then, she gave Wu Chunhua another heavy blow. Close to Wu Chunhua's ear, with a voice that only two people can hear,
"Wu Chunhua, you said that you, a person who has traveled through modern times, can't see the facts so clearly? Just because you are a fool who needs talent but no talent, a figure but no figure, and looks but no appearance, can you be Princess Rui? ? Do you think King Rui is blind?"
"Time travel heroine, huh? Just you?"
Min Xiyao's voice was very soft, so soft that only the two of them could hear it.
Wu Chunhua froze in place, staring at Min Xiyao in disbelief, with the words "travel heroine" echoing in her mind.
By attacking people and hearts, Min Xiyao achieved what she wanted and used a dagger to cut the rope on Wu Chunhua's body.
Wu Chunhua was freed, but she was still obsessed with the four characters of time-travel heroine.
A hint of sarcasm flashed across Min Xiyao's lips. Since he couldn't kill the time-travel heroine, if he wanted to change his fate as cannon fodder, he could use others!
He turned around and came to Deng Guojiang.
Deng Guojiang stared at Min Xiyao blankly, forgetting the rope still tied to his body.
This woman is so good-looking, better-looking than any other woman he has ever seen, especially her temperament.
Wu Chunhua came back to her senses and met Deng Guojiang's eyes. She saw that Deng Guojiang was looking at Min Xiyao and wanted to kill this bitch.
Wu Chunhua's eyes were scarlet, and there was a voice in her head that kept reminding her.
Kill her! Trample her hard under your feet! Let her never turn over!
This was Wu Chunhua's only remaining obsession. Her face gradually became ferocious, and a crazy look flashed in her eyes.
She pulled out the hairpin from her head, and regardless of her weakened body after being humiliated, she stabbed Min Xiyao violently, wanting to die with them...
But before she got close to Min Xiyao, she was knocked to the ground by Min Xiyao's palm...
With a "click" sound, Min Xiyao stepped hard on her palm and said with a contemptuous expression: "You dare to fight me?"
At this moment, Wu Chunhua was trampled on the ground and could not move. She vomited out a large mouthful of blood, struggled hard like a beast, and roared crazily: "Ah! Min Xiyao, I'm going to kill you."
Min Xiyao looked at Wu Chunhua condescendingly and said contemptuously: "Wu Chunhua, you are so vicious! I obviously have no relationship with you, but you always want to harm me. Why is this?"
"Is it because I'm prettier than you?"
Min Xiyao was the one who said that he would not pay for his life if he made someone mad.
Min Xiyao looked at Wu Chunhua with contempt with her beautiful eyes, but she was fascinated by Deng Guojiang.
Min Xiyao is so beautiful! More beautiful than all the beauties he had ever seen.
Glancing at Wu Chunhua, whose hair was disheveled like a lunatic, Deng Guojiang was annoyed that he had fallen in love with such a fool before.
Wu Chunhua, that stupid and dirty bitch, caused him such a big embarrassment, how could he let her go?
Min Xiyao didn't know what Deng Guojiang was thinking, so she pushed harder.
With their fingers connected to their hearts, Wu Chunhua couldn't bear the heartbreaking pain in her hands. She looked at Deng Guojiang with desperate eyes and said in a trembling voice: "Master Deng, please save me."
Min Xiyao laughed as if she heard something funny: "Will he save you? Wu Chunhua, you think too highly of yourself."
Then he lowered his voice and said, "Women! Don't count on men. If you don't believe me, let's make a bet?"
She let go of Wu Chunhua, walked up to Deng Guojiang, used a dagger to loosen Deng Guojiang's bonds, and looked at Deng Guojiang with contempt.
Deng Guojiang was overjoyed to be freed. In order to win Min Xiyao's favor, he came to Wu Chunhua.
As if seeing the dirtiest thing in the world, he said with disgust on his face: "It's just wishful thinking to want me to save such a disgusting thing like you."
Seeing Deng Guojiang fawning over Min Xiyao, and thinking of the harm Deng Guojiang had done to her, Wu Chunhua stood up tremblingly, smiling sadly, with tears of blood flowing from her eyes...
"Min Xiyao, Deng Guojiang, you two bastards are not going to die in peace, haha..." After saying that, Wu Chunhua suddenly laughed...
That hoarse laughter sounds chilling in the middle of the night
"One day, a hundred days of kindness to husband and wife, Deng Guojiang, you will not die well..."
Wu Chunhua raised the hairpin in her hand and rushed toward Deng Guojiang frantically.
She hated Deng Guojiang more than Min Xiyao.
The hairpin glowed coldly in the moonlight, as if it was about to pierce their necks. Deng Guojiang was stunned, instinctively snatched the dagger from Min Xiyao's hand, and stabbed Wu Chunhua in the heart.
With a "stab" sound, the dagger penetrated Wu Chunhua's heart...
Warm blood splashed on Deng Guojiang's hands, and some of it also splashed on Deng Guojiang's face.
At this moment, Deng Guojiang saw the strange smile on the corner of Wu Chunhua's mouth, and he touched his neck...
Deng Guojiang and Wu Chunhua both fell to the ground, their eyes wide open, and they refused to close their eyes.
The dozen or so people tied to the tree looked at the two dead people on the ground in disbelief. They were too frightened to express their anger. There was only one voice in their hearts, they were finished.
Min Xiyao glanced at those people, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.
The bodies of the two people on the ground gradually became cold, and their blood flowed all over the ground, indicating that their lives had come to an end.
In Yihong Building, Min Xuejiao walked around anxiously, her eyelids twitching violently.
Didn't Deng Guojiang go to Minjia Village to capture Min Xiyao? Why haven't you come back yet?
My heart was filled with panic, and I felt that I was thinking too much. Who is Deng Guojiang? As long as a woman fell into his hands, she would never escape his clutches.
When she thought of Min Xiyao being insulted by Deng Guojiang, a sinister smile flashed across Min Xuejiao's eyes.
"Min Xiyao, I don't have a good time, and I won't let you have a good time either. Just enjoy the fun brought by Deng Guojiang!"
When the time-travel heroine Wu Chunhua died, Min Xiyao felt her body suddenly loosen up, as if a layer of shackles suddenly disappeared. She felt extremely comfortable!
Confused, Qiqi asked: "Has the fate of my cannon fodder female partner changed?"
Qiqi reminded Min Xiyao: "Sister, there are two heroines here!"
Min Xiyao couldn't help complaining: "That's right! It's really difficult for two heroines to change the fate of the cannon fodder female supporting role!"
After solving Wu Chunhua, there is also Min Xuejiao. The cannon fodder female supporting role and the heroine have to face each other all the time, just to see who has the upper hand.
