My host is very irritable

Chapter 141 The Girl Sold on the Road to Escape 5

"Mantou, they all ate your steamed buns..." Zhang Xiaohua bit her tongue before she finished speaking.

"Ah...ah...ah..." Zhang Xiaohua covered her bleeding mouth and screamed continuously.

He Yue sat on the tree stump and watched her crying and screaming coldly.

At this time, the effect of the medicine on the two people who were tossing and turning on the ground had worn off. They both lay on the ground with their eyes rolled back, gasping for breath.

At this time, a woman in fairly neat clothes came running over from a distance. When the woman ran in front of the few people, she exclaimed:

"What's wrong with you? Can't you see they are all injured? How are you able to sit still?"

He Yue glanced at the strange woman, who didn't know which temple had collapsed and this saint had escaped.

"Who are you? Where are you from? Who do you think you are to dare to blame me?" He Yue had no good feelings towards this kind of person who showed kindness regardless of the occasion.

When Deng Zhiqi heard this, his fairly fair face suddenly dimmed.

"I just feel bad seeing them get hurt, why do you have to speak so harshly?"

"I can talk however I want. What does it have to do with you? If you care about them, just help them yourself. Don't just talk and do nothing."

"You..." Deng Zhiqi was speechless and angry.

Song Jiabao, who was half dead, had a strange feeling in his heart when he heard Deng Zhiqi's words. He felt that the owner of this voice was the person destined for him.

Deng Zhiqi was a person living in the 20th century. She was staying up late to read a novel when she suddenly fell asleep. She hit her head on the bedside table. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a strange place.

She received the memories of her original body and was overjoyed. She came to the world of the novel she had read before her death.

She knew from reading the novel that the original owner of the body she traveled to was a young princess of the royal palace, so she was ecstatic.

She also knew that the little princess in the book was the heroine, and she had a lover with whom she had deep feelings. The two of them loved each other very much throughout their lives, and became the envy of the public.

She knew the plot and began to think about how to survive in this chaotic world, while also considering how to find her original lover.

Later, she waited for several days at the place where her original body met the Song family, but no one showed up. She was anxious and followed the route in the direction where the Song family came from.

She didn't know which road the Song family took, so she could only search aimlessly along the main road.

When she was about to give up, she saw a few people. She felt that everyone liked kind people, so she said those teasing words to He Yue.

"He Miao, her soul is unstable."

"Yeah, I can see that too. She is a soul from another world." He Yue answered Bing Yi's words in her heart.

"Girl, who are you?" Song Jiabao struggled to get up, looked at the girl in front of him with pink bubbles all over her body, and asked with his swollen pig head.

Deng Zhiqi looked at this pig-headed man with disgust in her heart. However, she didn't want to ruin her image, so she said in a gentle tone: "I am also a refugee. When I saw you lying on the ground, I couldn't help but say a few more words."

After she finished speaking, she looked at He Yue carefully, her eyes full of tears.

Song Jiabao felt a dull pain in his heart when he saw her tearful face. He raised his hand and patted Deng Zhiqi's hand to comfort her, "Don't cry. It hurts me. She is my little sister. Even her parents don't like her. Don't bother with her."

"What did you say? Speak louder, Song Jiabao. I think you are itching for trouble." He Yue stepped on Song Jiabao's leg and asked harshly.

"You, you are Song Jiabao?" When Deng Zhiqi heard the name Song Jiabao, she immediately widened her eyes.

He Yue looked at Deng Zhiqi, who looked unusual, and said with a smile, "Yes! His name is Song Jiabao. The one from Songjia Village."

Deng Zhiqi looked at the unrecognizable person in front of him in disbelief. Why did that handsome man become like this?

Also, didn't the book say that Song Jiabao's sister was sold? Was it her sister who had been following them? What's the situation now?

"Are you Song Qiaomei?" Deng Zhiqi looked at He Yue and asked hesitantly.

"Yup!"

"You are not, you are not being sold..."

"What did you say? How do you know they are going to sell me?" He Yue asked her curiously.

"No, I didn't say anything..." Deng Zhiqi regretted the moment he said it.

"Heh!" He Yue sneered, then turned and walked towards the bodies lying on the ground.

Deng Zhiqi couldn't help but pat her chest when she saw He Yue walking away. She couldn't speak so recklessly in the future. If someone with ulterior motives heard her, she would be imprisoned.

Suddenly, she thought of something. This Song Qiaomei became like this, was she reborn? Or did she offer her soul to attract the tasker?

The more Deng Zhiqi thought about it, the more scared she became. She knew that the current Song Qiaomei was not the same person as before. If she had suffered such a fate in her previous life, she must have hated the Song family to death.

Can she and Song Jiabao still love each other? Deng Zhiqi was confused.

He Yue looked at the corpses lying on the ground with indifference in her eyes. These people were surrounded by black air, and each of them had eaten a lot of people.

Although she was cold and ruthless and didn't like to meddle in other people's affairs, she would not let such scum go if she met them.

He Yue raised the sword in his hand and swung it at the corpses lying on the ground.

"Ahhhh..." Not far away, Deng Zhiqi looked at the bloody scene and screamed in horror.

"Shut up, you're making so much noise." He Yue scolded her harshly.

"Wow, wow, wow..." Deng Zhiqi quickly covered his mouth and let out a low cry.

Song Jiabao looked at the shivering Deng Zhiqi, he hurried forward, held her in his arms and comforted her softly.

Deng Zhiqi, who lived in a peaceful era, had never seen such a thing. She was so scared that she curled up in Song Jiabao's arms and cried softly.

"Go away and cry, or I'll kill you." He Yue looked at the person curled up in Song Jiabao's arms and said impatiently.

When Deng Zhiqi heard He Yue's cold words, she raised her head hastily and said tremblingly, "I, I'll leave now."

Song Jiabao couldn't bear to leave her, and hurriedly spoke out to stop her: "You can't leave, I can't bear to leave you..."

Deng Zhiqi looked at Song Jiabao, then looked at He Yue and shook her head. The Song family must die, and she couldn't be with them.

She is the heroine here, so how can she still worry about men?

After figuring it out, she nodded to He Yue and ran away quickly.

"Come back, you can't leave..." Song Jiabao shouted loudly as he looked at Deng Zhiqi who was running away.

"Okay, stop shouting." He Yue interrupted him impatiently.

"You..." Song Jiabao was about to blurt out the words, but when he saw He Yue's murderous look, he quickly swallowed them back.