The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Yun Ci took two steps back and looked up at the high wall in front of him again.

No matter how high it is, it will always have an end.

Yun Ci put the knife into his cuff, rubbed his palms twice, bend his knees slightly, and then rushed forward, stomping on the wall. Before he could grasp it firmly, he fell down severely and his body was covered by the thorns on the ground. Tingling.

She wanted to climb the wall and turn over, but it seemed to prevent her from climbing. She deliberately painted something on the wall, which was very slippery.

Yunci tried several times again, and every time he fell to the ground severely, the whole person rolled down the hill, his arms and knees were rubbed and hemorrhage, the head knocked to the stone, the thorns also cut the veil, leaving a trail on her cheek. Blood stains.

Yunci supported her arm, stood up with difficulty, covering the bleeding wound on her forehead, looking at the towering wall in front of her eyes, even if she moved quickly, it would be impossible to turn it like this.

She and Dongtang are quiet, only separated by this wall.

"Wait for me..." Yun Ci murmured against the wall, his eyes filled with incomparable determination under the sunlight.

Immediately afterwards, she turned her head, and walked away with her head back and forth one step at a time.

Back to the nineteenth villa, I met Mu Huaiyu in Qianshuiyuan.

He seemed to have just dealt with the ambassadors of the Federation. His brows were filled with irritability and exhaustion. He swept towards Yunci with a keen eye, and saw her filthy and embarrassed, covered with leaves, and her forehead was knocked out and she was heading out. Blood was oozing, and the veil was cut.

"Where are you going?"

Yun Ci pointed out, and replied without changing his face: "There are peaches on the tree. I wanted to pick a few, but I accidentally fell down."

Mu Huaiyu raised his eyebrows, as if he had no energy to care about this kind of thing, and said impatiently, "Go back and treat the wound."

Yun Ci's knee hurts fiercely, and he limps into the villa hall.

Back in the room, Yun Ci sat down by the bed, took out the first aid kit, rolled up his pants, the blood had glued the cloth to the wound on the knee, Yun Ci gritted his teeth and endured the pain, tearing the two apart, and then disinfected them. Medicine, then deal with the arm and forehead.

After removing the veil, a long wound was on his cheek, which looked a little scary. Fortunately, the wound was not deep. After treating the wound, he put on a new veil.

Yun quit the warehouse and found the longest ladder, but it failed to reach half of the high wall.

Could it be that there is no other way besides forcing it?

In the middle of the night, the moonlight was cold, and a breeze passed by, making the branches tremble.

Yun Ci managed to get a gun. She wore black clothes, pulled the chain to the top, **** her long hair, and wrapped herself up and down, especially her face, tightly and airtight.

She put the gun in her pocket, sneaked out of the nineteenth villa, and came to the lunatic mountain again.

At night, the number of guards doubled in the daytime. They were holding rifles, walking around the entrance and exit, occasionally chatting.

Yunci got into the bushes, aimed at the guards, and pulled the trigger.

A loud bang broke the silence of the night.

Killed two in one shot.

In an instant, the front was noisy, and the guards on guard panicked, raising their rifles and shooting around, looking for the location of Yunci.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yunci shot again.

Several guards fell again.

The remaining guards finally found the location of the gunfire and shot at Yunci. Fortunately, Yunci hid in the bushes, and several shots failed to hit her.