Qi Surong thought it was Jin Yun and didn't struggle, but then she felt something was wrong. Jin Yun clearly walked out of the cubicle just now. If she came back, she should have come in through the gate, not behind her.

Thinking of this, she immediately felt a chill down her spine, and turned around abruptly to look, and what caught her eye was a masked man covered in black.

"Who... um." The masked man covered her mouth and dragged her to the window.

"Let go of her!" Gu Jinyun's angry shout came from behind, followed by the sound of breaking the air.

The masked man who grabbed Qi Surong didn't move, but just glanced at Gu Jinyun coldly. Before Gu Jinyun got close, he saw two masked men rushing out from the corner, blocking him and fighting with him.

The masked man took the opportunity to carry Qi Surong and jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the night after a few vertical jumps.

"Su Rong-"

Qi Surong was thrown on the horse's back by the masked man and galloped all the way.

She was wearing only a single coat, shivering in the cold wind. She gritted her teeth, reached out and yanked off the masked man's face towel.

"Sure enough, it's you, Feng Zhan!"

"Of course it's me." Feng Zhan's mouth twitched into a smile.

"Feng Zhan, why do you have to be entangled?" Qi Surong looked angry.

"What do I want, you know."

"Can you do anything just because you want it? You poisoned my husband, and now you kidnap me again. Are you willing to force us to death?"

"Heh, didn't your husband also poison me? He also deliberately designed to lure me away, do you really think I can't find you?" Feng Zhan sneered.

"Jin Yun poisoned you?" Qi Surong was taken aback.

"That's right." Feng Zhan mocked, "He wanted to use this in exchange for an antidote, but the poison in him has no antidote at all. Haha, if it's a big deal with him, I'm not afraid of death."

"You're crazy." Qi Surong looked at him in disbelief.

Feng Zhan snorted coldly, restrained the reins and stopped. He stretched out his arms and hugged Qi Surong, jumped off the horse, and walked into a quiet house.

This place is quite remote, there is no one around, Qi Surong immediately felt half cold.

Kicked open the door, Feng Zhan threw Qi Surong on the bed, then took off his night clothes, stood by the bed half naked, looking down at the thinly dressed Qi Surong.

"Don't worry, I don't intend to imprison you." Feng Zhan put his arms on Qi Surong's side, leaned close to her face and said, "I gave you three paths, if you choose the first one, then you must go. in the end."

"No, I will never betray my husband." Qi Surong closed his clothes and said firmly.

"Really?" Feng Zhan stretched out his hand to pull up a bunch of her hair and smiled, "You said, if you lose yourself in another man, will Gu Jinyun mind?"

"I won't let you succeed."

"Hahaha, you're too naive. Even if I don't do anything, as long as tonight is over, will he still believe you're innocent?"

Qi Surong's face changed slightly.

"Besides, I tried my best to kidnap you, and of course I won't do nothing." Feng Zhan pressed her on the bed and pulled her shirt apart, revealing a large piece of skin.

"Stop!" Qi Surong struggled desperately, a burst of panic hit her heart.

Feng Zhan caressed her skin fascinatedly, the eagerness and madness in his eyes almost pierced through her body.

"Don't..." Qi Surong thumped the man who was raging on her, looking around, inadvertently caught a glimpse of something on the bedside table, which was the dagger Feng Zhan had just taken off from him.

Without even thinking about it, Qi Surong reached out and grabbed the dagger, pulled it out, and stabbed it at Feng Zhan.

Feng Zhan was alert and dodged backwards, but unfortunately he was not fast enough, and was stabbed in the side by Qi Surong's dagger. Feng Zhan was in pain, and while he was bending over, Qi Surong took out the dagger again and inserted it into Feng Zhan's thigh, then rolled over and got out of bed, grabbed the robe hanging on the screen and put it on his body, and fled outside.

Just as his hand touched the door, someone grabbed the collar and pulled it backwards. Qi Surong staggered a few steps, fell on her back, hit the back of her head, and felt dizzy.

"You want to kill me?" Feng Zhan glared at Su Rong, clutching his stomach.

Qi Surong propped up her body and looked at him coldly: "Don't you deserve to be killed for doing such a beast?"

"Haha..." Feng Zhan Yangtian laughed a few times, "You're right, okay, let me see if you can kill me?"

He knelt down beside Qi Surong on one knee and stroked her thigh with his dyed hand, leaving a trail of blood.

Qi Surong only felt terrified for a while, raised his foot and kicked at his wound, then got up and ran away.

Feng Zhan grabbed her upper arm and twisted it hard.

"Ah!" With a click, the bones were already broken. Qi Surong's face was pale and shaky, and she fell against the wall. Seeing Feng Zhan approaching her, she grabbed a vase and smashed it at him.

Feng Zhan flashed, and the vase fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Qi Surong turned and ran away, and Feng Zhan caught her again. Feng Zhan was seriously injured, but he never put a heavy hand on Qi Surong. During the struggle, Qi Surong hit his wound again. Feng Zhan was in pain and pushed her away. Qi Surong stood unsteadily and fell heavily among the fragments of the vase.

Ten fingers stained with blood, heartache.

Qi Surong bit her lip and the tears couldn't stop flowing. Looking back, Feng Zhan fell to his knees, as if he couldn't support himself because of the excessive bleeding.

She held back the pain, got up again, and ran towards the door in one rush.

Opening the door forcefully, she staggered out of the room.

Feng Zhan stretched out his hand, but only touched the corner of his clothes, and the person quickly disappeared from his sight.

Feng Zhan covered the wound and looked at the mess in front of him, his consciousness gradually blurred. Why did it become like this? What have you done? Su Rong...

With a bang, he collapsed to the ground.

Qi Surong ran out of the room and didn't meet anyone else along the way. This house seemed to be an empty house originally.

She ran aimlessly in the dark night, the cold wind scraped through her skin like a knife, and she was almost numb in pain, and she just kept running.