The rise of the poor

Chapter 95 The water is cold, come up quickly

You cried and told me that fairy tales are all lies.
Zhu Ping'an, who was fluttering in the lake, really wanted to sing this glorious fairy tale aloud at this moment. It didn't match the plot of the novel at all. I was kicked flying by a pair of feet wrapped in embroidered shoes
without any precautions
Slaps, screams, and disciples, none of these, but half a second later, he was drinking water in the lake.

The spring was cold and the lake was freezing cold. Zhu Ping'an, who was floating in and out of the lake, couldn't help but sneezed a few times.

"You're sick!" Zhu Ping'an shouted from the lake at the demon girl on the shore.

No matter how good-tempered anyone is, they can't help it.What's more, Zhu Ping'an, who swam the lake twice in the early morning, is not a winter swimming enthusiast in this cold weather!
"The water is cold, come up quickly."

The demon girl on the shore casually twitched her hair, her dark eyes stared straight at Zhu Ping'an in the lake, and her tone was unexpectedly calm, as if she had never been kicked just now.

Although the tone is not gentle, it also feels soft.It's almost the same, I'm here to save you, not to take advantage of the fire.

Once again, Zhu Ping'an's hard-working dog went to the shore, lying on the shore panting heavily to recover some physical strength. Zhu Ping'an, who had just come out of the water, couldn't help feeling the piercing cold and the rustling cold.

In the first second, there is still leisure and leisure to see the wet girl

In the next second, Zhu Ping'an was placed on the neck of the demon girl with a sharp dagger, which was the bulging thing on the demon girl's waist just now.

"Little brother, tell me, how do you want to die?"

The girl put the dagger on Zhu Ping'an's neck, and asked with a smile, a strand of hair that was not well-worn fell to the witch's cheek, making the girl's face even paler.

Your sister, are you ill? You are so weak that you still laugh. You love to laugh so much, why don't you sell it!Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but want to complain about this demon girl, but because of the bright thing on his neck, he didn't dare to say it.

This is the blood-drenched master who can step on the palms of five or six people. He is robbing and doing something, but he is not a kind person.

"Can you really choose?" Zhu Ping'an asked.

"Cough cough. You and I are also destined. This is the second time we have met. Others can't choose, you can." The girl smiled and used the dagger slightly, and drew a shallow blood mark on Zhu Ping'an's neck. There was a lot of laughter, but the body also coughed a few times weakly, and there was a faint blood on the lips.

"Then let me die of old age." Zhu Ping'an replied casually.

The smiling girl heard the words, her face darkened, and her laughter suddenly stopped. Then she coughed a little ugly.

With the sound of coughing, a mouthful of blood was sprayed on Zhu Ping'an's face.

Uh

Not so much, just kidding, so I won't be spitting up blood.

Zhu Ping'an's face twitched a little, as if he was shocked by the scene in front of him, so that he subconsciously thought, this girl doesn't want to touch porcelain.
After the girl vomited blood, her face seemed to be a little better.

"You're still very rude, ahem." The girl forced a smile and pressed the dagger in again.

pain

all vomited blood

still laughing
How much you love to laugh, you can just sell it.

Zhu Ping'an complained a few words in his heart, but his expression remained the same, as if he could not feel the dagger piercing his skin, in a chat-like tone:

"Uh, I was wrong about that last time, but today, I think you know that I saved you. No one can deny that."

"Yeah, that's why I gave you the choice to die, little benefactor."

The girl looked at Zhu Ping'an with a smile, and jokingly read the words "Xiao Engong" again and again, but in a tone that you don't have to negotiate. In the end, she deliberately stabbed the tip of the knife upwards until a drop of blood The beads rolled down the tip of the knife with a charming smile.

Ok
There were such neurotic women in ancient times!

With a smile on his face, he is extremely ruthless, ruthless to others, and ruthless to himself.

I didn't pay attention just now, and only then did I realize that the demon girl seemed to be seriously injured. Several parts of her clothes were stained red with blood. It's still bleeding now, so there should be some inside, otherwise she wouldn't have been killed by one of her own. He vomited blood jokingly.It's already like this, and he still doesn't want to save himself, but he still insists on killing himself.

According to the girl's injury, it seems that if it drags on, she will die.

"Is it possible to do everything except old age and death?" Zhu Ping'an asked lightly.

The girl nodded with a smile.

"Can you die under the peony flower?"

In exchange, the tip of the knife went inward again, not only as simple as cutting the skin, but also feeling the blood was flowing.

"Uh, let's not hide it, you have nothing but this knife that can kill me. I choose poisoned wine, you don't have it; I choose arsenic, if you have it, I won't choose it either. If you want to kill, just kill me with the knife in your hand. But before killing me, can you give me a reason? Even if I did something wrong last time, it is far enough to rescue you from the lake this time. Pay it back."

Seeing that the demon girl was about to make a ruthless attack, Zhu Ping'an didn't dare to hold on to the tiger's beard any more.

"Reason?" The girl crooked her face, pursed her mouth, and motioned Zhu Ping'an to pay attention to the placket of her clothes that was untied by Zhu Ping'an, "This is the second time. You don't have to untie your clothes to save people, um, little one. Brother, your habit of unraveling girls' clothes is not good."

Uh

Zhu Ping'an stopped for a while, telling the ancients what to keep breathing and so on, it seems that he is playing the piano to the cow.

"I am a person with clear grievances, you save me, I thank you, you paid for the last time you took off my clothes, which logically can't be paid, but the children of the rivers and lakes, I am also more arrogant. But , this time you undressed me again, in order to clean my innocence, um, then I must not kill you. Besides, you fished me out of the lake, who knows if you are going to save me or what a pig you are going to be. It's not like you haven't seen similar dirty things in the rivers and lakes."

The girl smiled and analyzed with Zhu Ping'an one by one, and the final destination was to wash his innocence with Zhu Ping's blood.

"Speaking of which, God treats me quite well. The first enemy missed, giggle, but your enemy has fallen into my hands again."

The girl looked at Zhu Ping'an with a smile, and there was still blood on the corner of her mouth.

(End of this chapter)