Chapter 1: To die? To live?
Dachen Kingdom, the capital.
On February , the dragon looked up.
Since ancient times, the capital has been the most prosperous place. However, even in the most prosperous places, there are still places where light cannot be seen.
At this moment, at the end of Chunlai Lane, a body was lying quietly in a dark corner. About ten feet in front of her was the busy street. But no one looked into the deep alley, and the twilight eroded them little by little...
Today is the great day for the young general of the General's Mansion. In front of the mansion, there are many carriages coming to congratulate. For a moment, the General's Mansion is bustling with people.
General’s Mansion, Chixiao Courtyard.
Song Qingci looked at everything around him and felt like laughing and crying at the same time.
What was she doing before? That's right! She was on a mission and was blown away by a stray bullet.
Is this good luck or bad luck? How could she be so lucky as to travel through time?!
He stretched out his left hand, and a deep red line passed through the palm of his hand, like a sharp sword splitting his palm. The three palm lines representing heaven, earth and man were split in two, which was a bit dazzling.
With a thought, he looked at the extra scalpel in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the life-saving thing also came with it.
She is Song Qingci. Before traveling through time, she was a member of Lingxiao, a secret force affiliated with China.
There weren't many members in their team, only nine in total. But each of them was special. In plain words, each of them had special abilities that surpassed ordinary people.
Usually they live in seclusion in different places in China, each of them has a normal job. They only gather together when they need to perform tasks.
Of course, Lingxiao was sent out to perform tasks that conventional troops could not accomplish. They were an invisible line of defense for China. In their own way, they protected the millions of Chinese people.
I have traveled here, but I wonder if I have completed my mission this time? Have the captain and the others discovered that I am gone?
A creaking sound interrupted Song Qingci's thoughts. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall figure pushing the door open through the screen.
"All of you go down. We don't need anyone to serve us tonight." A cold male voice came, with an air of not to be refused.
"Yes, Major General," everyone outside the door answered in unison. Then they heard the rustling sound of footsteps gradually fading away.
The moment someone pushed the door, Song Qingci subconsciously hid himself in the shadow of the crack beside the bed. Then he held his breath and paid close attention to the movement at the door. He thought to himself that he really needed time to adapt to this new body. He was not alert enough. He didn't notice it until people were right in front of him. Failure!
Shan Li dismissed everyone and bolted the door, then walked around the screen and looked at the wedding bed.
The empty wedding bed shocked him for a moment. The bride who was supposed to be sitting on the wedding bed was nowhere to be seen?
In an instant, he attacked the side of the bed, one hand clenched into a claw, and the other hand pushed down with his palm. His movements were so fast that there was no room for maneuver.
Song Qingci reacted quickly the moment he attacked. He moved his feet, bent his waist, turned his body half a circle, and avoided Shan Li's attack. Then he quickly grabbed one of his hands, pulled it hard, and punched him in the armpit.
Are you kidding? She is the kind of person who just stands there and gets beaten without fighting back.
Although it hit, the force was much weaker than she expected. Oh! The physical fitness of this new skin is too poor. If he had been hit by her punch before crossing, his arm would probably be broken. Not to mention that he would completely lose his fighting ability, at least he would not be a threat to her. Look at him now, he can change his moves immediately. I really miss my old skin.
Shan Li was secretly surprised that a woman had such high skills that she could force him back with just one move. While he secretly used his skills to relieve the pain in his arm, he also had to find a way to quickly control the woman in front of him.
The two of them fought back and forth, countering each other's moves. The bead curtain broke, the screen fell, and the cakes and cakes were scattered. The furniture and furnishings also shattered all over the floor. Song Qingci didn't have the physical strength to pin Shan Li to death, and Shan Li didn't have the trick to catch Song Qingci.
Song Qingci was tired of it. After fighting for so long, her strength was getting weaker and weaker. If she didn't kill him, she would be in danger.
Before she could think about it, a wooden anesthetic gun appeared out of thin air in her hand. She quickly took aim and pulled the trigger in one go.
There was an anesthetic needle stuck in Shan Li's neck, and he fell down before he could rush to her.
Before falling to the ground, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
(ˉ▽￣~)Cut~~
This anesthetic needle is an improved version. It can paralyze three elephants, so paralyzing a person is no big deal.
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When Shan Li regained consciousness, he found his hands tied behind his back and his body tightly tied up as he leaned against the bed. The woman who had fought with him was sitting on the only intact stool in the room, leisurely eating snacks.
"Who are you?" This is the question he wants to know most now.
"Song Qingci. "This ancient snack is really good. It's soft, sticky, sweet and delicious. It's a pity that there are only a few pieces left, and they were all spilled.
"Impossible!" Shan Li absolutely did not believe that the daughter of the Shangshu Mansion was someone who could defeat him with force. Miss Song was praised as the most famous lady in the capital. How could it be the person in front of him?
"This lady, I will not change my name, nor my surname. I will be called Song Qingci." This name is the only thing that connects her to the past. She did not allow him to refute.
After a brief thought, Shan Li asked again, "Are you Song Qingci, the eldest daughter of Song Yuelin, the Minister of Rites?"
"Oh, that's not it. I am who I am." Different fireworks, she didn't say the second half of the sentence. The Song Qingci he was talking about was the original owner of this new skin. She should have been reincarnated now. Song Qingci filled in his mind.
After finishing the snack in her hand, she stood up, clapped her hands, walked over to Shan Li and squatted down.
She stretched out her hand and a scalpel appeared in her hand. Then, under Shan Li's shocked gaze, the blade was pressed against his neck. The words that came out of her clear throat were extremely cold. "Do you want to die? Do you want to live?"
Shan Li didn't respond for a long time, so Song Qingci increased the strength in his hand and asked again, "Do you want to live or die?"
The blade cut the skin on his neck, and bright red blood flowed down the cut. Shan Li adjusted his breathing and said, "I have to live."
"Very good. You are a smart man." Song Qingci didn't want to kill him, otherwise she would have taken out a hand gun instead of an anesthetic gun. "Well, now let's talk about how you want to live."