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Chapter 87 Unpredictable, malicious and intentional
She was startled, and looked back in horror, only to see the white-haired old man looking at her and said with a deep smile: "Little girl, you talk too much, it's inevitable that your mouth will be dry, but you should drink some special camellia to moisten your throat." ah."

Huang Yingying smiled gratefully, took the teacup in his hand, and watched the strange old man walk out of the door again. For some reason, she didn't speak for a long time.

The young Qin Hong thought secretly: "She was very proud of her running ability, but she praised the two people who sneaked in the back so much. It seems that those two people really ran very fast..." He thought for a while. Turning around, he thought again: "But, how is this possible? Could it be that the two of them are the murderers of the Cuju Jue Mansion tragedy?"

Qin Hong was thinking about it, but saw Huang Yingying bowed her head in thought for a while, took a sip of the tea in the cup, and then said: "I saw them fleeing without a trace, and I was alone in a daze, but I didn't know that there was a sudden call from behind." There was a sound of footsteps, and a figure in black ran from behind me to the front of the cliff like lightning. The figure didn't stop at all, and went straight into the bushes! I couldn't help but blurted out in surprise, That person turned out to be your friend who fainted here! I watched their figures disappear one by one in front of the bushes in front of me. I knew I didn’t have the courage to chase them, so I had to go back. I didn’t pay attention to the direction, and when I came back, I got lost.”

When Huang Yingying talked about this, she changed her sitting position slightly, and said: "I went around in the wilderness for a long time, and when there was a heavy rain and fog, I found a cave and hid in it to avoid the rain. When the rain and fog passed, I just came out and walked around for a long time, and then I saw a few wooden rooms here—”

She was talking to herself, and Qin Hong was also listening intently, but Huang Yingying's voice suddenly stopped, as if a valve that was flowing out of gurgling wine was suddenly closed by someone.

Qin Hong's heart was shocked, and he looked up, only to see Huang Yingying's normally flowery face suddenly showing a frightened expression, she exhaled deeply uneasily, and muttered to herself: "This is What's going on... Alas!"

When she said this, she stood up suddenly and ran out the door.

The young Qin Hong was inexplicably astonished, he was stunned for a while, and then walked slowly to the wooden door, only to see Huang Yingying running back into the house in shock, under the light of the ore from all directions, the frightened look on her face The color seems to be getting more intense.

Without saying a word, Huang Yingying pulled out a silver hairpin from her head, and lightly dipped into the tea that the white-haired old man kindly gave her—in an instant, the silver hairpin in her hand turned black.

Qin Hong's face changed suddenly, he strode over, and asked in panic, "Is...is there poison in this cup of tea?"

Huang Yingying nodded slowly, sighed heavily, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Qin Hong was anxious and angry in his heart, and shouted: "Oh! Where's the old man?"

He turned around and walked to the door, the gems on the ground outside the door were dimly lit, and the surrounding area was wild, where was the shadow of the white-haired old man?
In the past few days, although Qin Hong had experienced many dangerous things, none of them disturbed him more than this moment. He rushed to the side of the chair in panic, grabbed Huang Yingying's fragrant shoulders, Anxiously said: "Sister, have you been poisoned?"

Huang Yingying nodded slowly and said helplessly, "I was indeed poisoned."

Qin Hong sighed softly, full of self-blame and guilt, and sighed: "Damn me, I didn't realize that this old man is also a gangster, alas... what should I do, what should I do? It's good to do..."

Huang Yingying smiled sadly, and said: "How can you blame this, I never dreamed that this old man would poison the tea, alas——but we don't know him at all!"

Qin Hong was in a state of anxiety, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, his face glowed with joy, and he said urgently: "Hurry up and take a piece of that 'Retaining Soul Pill', and then we can figure out a way, hurry up! He just heard about the miraculous effect of this "Soul Retaining Pill", and now thinking of this thing, the panic in his heart is sure.

Unexpectedly, the young girl Huang Yingying slowly lowered her head in frustration, as if she hadn't heard her words.Her delicate body also slowly fell behind the chair, and her eyes, which were as bright as autumn water, were tightly closed into a line.

Qin Hong shivered wittily, put his hands on her shoulders, and said in a trembling voice, "Is there only one pill in your box?"

Huang Yingying leaned her body on his arm weakly, looked up with a sad smile, and nodded slowly. At this moment, she noticed that Qin Hong's expression of concern for her was so pure and frank, so she also expressed her without any shyness. The body leaned towards him.

The easiest time for human emotions to be revealed is in adversity, not to mention that Huang Yingying feels that her body has gradually become numb at this moment. She knows what this phenomenon means, because her mentor Yu Jingfen is very familiar with drugs. Knowing a lot, Huang Yingying knew a long time ago that there are only a few kinds of poisons in the world that are colorless and tasteless, and can make people paralyzed in a short time after being poisoned. Obviously, he has been infected with this rare poison, without the Soul Retention Pill, it is almost hopeless to survive.

So why should a dying person hide his emotions? ...

In fact, ever since seeing Qin Hong for the first time, Huang Yingying had a subtle feeling in her heart that was difficult to understand, and at this moment, this feeling that was hard to understand had become very obvious.

She raised her head, and suddenly remembered a famous sentence that a poet once said: "Some people's love is like the wind, you can't see it, but you can feel it."

So she couldn't help smiling happily again, because although she was about to die, she had already found a love like a gust of wind that she had never had before.However, in Qin Hong's eyes, her smile was far more sad than the most miserable cry in the world. She thought sadly—this little sister actually fed the only elixir beside her for her own sake. It was given to the black noble prince who can't distinguish between good and evil, but at this moment, when her life needs this pill to continue, there is nothing she can do.

"Then, you..." Qin Hong sighed dejectedly, shed a tear and thought, "It's all because of me, you died because of me, alas——Qin Hong, Qin Hong, you once watched helplessly the man who sacrificed his life to save you. Your little white cat was beaten to death, and now you have to watch a little sister die in your arms because of you..."

As soon as he thought of this, he only felt self-reproach and guilt, which came from it and could not be cut off. Even he couldn't help trembling for it, because besides these feelings, there was something that moved him even more. Yes, although this girl will die because of him, she has not complained until now. Qin Hong has been lonely and self-reliant since he was a child, and it is the first time in his life that he has felt this kind of emotion that is enough to make him feel unforgettable.

(End of this chapter)