Be Pampered and Spoiled: Chapter 133

"Shopkeeper." On a snowy day, Xueluo's palms and forehead were covered with bead-sized beads of sweat, and he said very quickly, "I sprinkled in the well, in the well, the intoxication we had with blind bears and beasts when we went up the mountain. How many medicines, I poured down all of them.”

Mi Lan calculated according to the dose, the dose that can stun an adult brown bear is enough to knock down four or five adults, and if all those in the basement are poured into the well, even after dilution, the adult big man in this room will It can also be dizzy for a moment.

Mi Lan didn't delay any longer. After standing up for a while to stabilize her body, she tightly held Xueluo's hand and said, "Take the rest of the village and flee to the south."

"The shopkeeper, what about you?" Xueluo's eyes widened, her fair face was full of fear.

He himself is still a child after all, but he doesn't discriminate between good and evil, right and wrong - Mi Lan asked him to go first, didn't he just want him to run quickly?

However, Mi Lan was unexpectedly calm. She glanced at the sleeping people scattered in the yard, and said in a deep voice, "Correct the aftermath, burn the corpse."

"These people..." She closed and opened her eyes again, "None of them can stay."

She is a doctor and has been a doctor all her life. She prepared poison for the first time, and killed a total of thirty-two people with poison the first time.

When preparing the medicine, she was meticulous to an unprecedented degree—what amount should be used in order to be absolutely lethal, to be able to die in absolute pain.

The villagers in the village did not all leave in the end. The woman whose husband was killed finally washed away the numbness and sadness on her face. She took the ax used for chopping firewood at home, put the village field on the tree and guarded her husband, and even shot her. The few people in front of them smashed into pieces, and finally raised the ax high almost like crazy, and then dropped it heavily.

In addition to her, in order to prevent these people from waking up in the middle, someone took a stone and hit the head of the person who fell in the courtyard again!

Mi Lan, who had finished all this, held the torch in her hand, and looked indifferently at the mansion where she had lived all her life.

The villagers had already gone to the south for help before her, or returned to her last hometown. The moment she threw the torch in her hand, and the gasoline fell on the ground, the fire burst into the sky instantly, and the noise was wanton!

Following the firelight, Mi Lan walked towards the entrance of the village step by step, slowly but firmly, and gradually showed a smile of the survivors after the catastrophe.

But in the next second.

'boom! '

The moment the gunshot rang out, Mi Lan's whole body shook, and she glanced at her abdomen strangely, and found a huge blood hole there.

That happened to be the position of the lungs in the body, and the sluggish pain finally hit. Mi Lan's expression gradually became painful, and she leaned on the wall and glanced back.

The one who raised the gun was a man who staggered and kept vomiting blood—that man, that is, the 'senior brother' who brought the group of people to his home.

The senior brother who was picked up from the street by his grandfather, regardless of the infectious disease on his body, gave him a bite of food, and gave him a roof to live in.

The man fell to the ground with a ferocious smile in front of him, and the oil on his body was instantly swept away by the fire, and the screams from his mouth could be heard from a long distance away, it was really dead without a whole body.

Mi Lan finally fell to the ground, and she glanced at the front in emptiness—not far away, was the tree.

Today is also the day they made an appointment.

The snow started to fall at some point, facing the soaring flames in the village, Mi Lan finally climbed all the way to the huge old tree, panting with all her strength.

Her face was so pale that it was bloodless, and her lotus root pink skirt was completely stained red by the blood. When the snow fell on her body, it was instantly melted by the blood into a drop of red snow water, and then flowed down all directions, staining the snow. Red all over the place.

The surroundings finally returned to silence, she couldn't even hear her own breathing, but hot tears rolled down her eyes, her lips moved slightly, as if to say, 'I've kept the promise... Yan Xiao . '

'Yan Xiao, Yan Xiao. '

Vaguely, there seemed to be the sound of a sudden brake, and the sound of something hitting the wall not far away, and then, there was a heavy panting left alone between the sky and the earth.

——It was Yan Xiao wearing a dark green military uniform with only a big red flower tied on his chest.

"Milan..." Her hands were trembling, her knees could no longer bear the weight of her body and she knelt down. She looked at the bright red on the ground almost helplessly. The sadness of the sky collapsed in an instant, leaving only bursts of sobs.

She hugged the girl's body with only residual warmth in her arms, trembling because of too much force, "Milan...Milan..."

Following the sound, the camera zoomed out for an instant.

Followed by Yan Xiao is a whole army, stretching forward and backward, the headlights are turned on, and the cars are all decorated with bright red.

They stopped the car not far away, looked at the house that had been burned down in a short time, leaving only ruins, silently took off their hats and stood quietly by the side.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, but no one moved.

On the way here, they met the villagers led by Xueluo. On this way, the speed of the car was almost at its fastest speed, but it was still a step too late.

Time passed for what seemed like a long, long time.

It was only then that Yan Xiao looked up expressionlessly at the snowy sky, slowly lowered his head, gently brushed aside the girl's hair in his arms, and carefully let it fall on her forehead like a treasure. A light kiss.

A tear fell unexpectedly between the girl's lips and disappeared in an instant.

The corners of Yan Xiao's lips suddenly parted a little, and he said in a choked tone, "Look, this snow has covered your head and mine."

She stood up on one knee, hugged the girl vigorously, and said with staggering steps, "It's considered that we've died together."

As the ground was still falling from Yan Xiao's arms, bleeding all over the ground, the picture finally froze on the soldiers who were saluting solemnly, but invariably parted a path.

"State Banquet·The End of the Drama"