What you are greedy for is just my family’s blood medicine.

"What you are greedy for is just the blood medicine of our Que family." Que Miaochun looked gloomy and slapped away the contract handed over.

"Miaochun, look at what you said, how could that happen?" The person said this, but he looked guilty.

Quejia Village, which used to be prosperous in the past, has become sparsely populated, with only a few houses standing alone in the empty village.

That year, the city of Jinling was destroyed. There were numerous casualties among the people in the city, and corpses piled up like mountains. They brought the corpses of the people in the city to Quejia Village as sacrifices to Quejia.

As soon as Que Miaochun woke up, he saw the scene in front of him. Looking at her dying brother beside her, she understood that the Que family might not be able to escape this time. But she was unwilling to accept it. Why should the magpie family bear such heavy responsibility?

After an unknown amount of time, she heard footsteps and opened her eyes. It was that person who had been taking care of her during the past few days when she was in a coma.

"Why did you wake up?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm awake, but I'm angry now," she replied.

"Huh?" He looked at her doubtfully.

"Why should the Que family bear such heavy responsibility for the people of Jinling City? This is unfair. I don't want to pay for the people of Jinling City. I just want to live well with my Que family." She said angrily.

"Ha," he smiled, "do you think you can escape this disaster? I have already let the news out. It won't be long before someone will come and kill you."

"I believe we can survive," she said firmly.

"Really? Then I'll wait and see how you perform." After saying that, he turned and left.

She looked at his leaving back and clenched her fists. She wanted to live, she must live.

Soon, she saw several people walking briskly towards Que's house. She judged from their scent that they were here to kill someone.

She took out a dagger from the house and held it in her hand.

As expected, the people who came here were here to kill people. They killed all the villagers, leaving only Que Miaochun and her brother.

"Didn't you say you want to see how we survive?" She pointed the dagger at him and asked.

"It seems you are still very smart." He sneered.

"Who are you and why are you following me?" she asked.

"I'm here to save you. I don't want to see you and your family being killed." He replied.

"I don't need your sympathy, I just want to live well with my family." She said angrily.

"Ha," he smiled, "what you are greedy for is just my family's blood medicine. You still think you are so smart."

After saying that, he took out a bottle of potion from his arms and poured it on the ground.

"What is this?" she asked.

"This is the blood medicine you are greedy for. It is very precious. I think you need it very much." He said with a smile.

"What about you?" she asked.

"Oh, I'm here to save you, of course I have to stay." After he finished speaking, he fell to the ground.

"Brother, do you think he will die?" She hugged him and asked softly.

"Yes, yes," she replied.

How many conspiracies are there in this world that have not been discovered? How many fake people are there? In addition to those gentlemen on the surface, how many villains will I face in the future?

Will I receive doubts or affirmation from the heart? Que Miaochun doesn't understand.