103. Chapter 103
Hua Xiangrong put one hand on Song Yanzhu's body, pinched it heavily, and the Rong Rong was removing Hua Xiangrong's belly pocket, and was about to make further moves, when there were suddenly bursts of shouts outside the room. Hua Xiangrong hurriedly turned over, and as soon as he opened the door, someone hurriedly ran over to the door and said, "There is water in the yard!" β
Hua Xiangrong was startled, looked back at Rong Zheng on the bed, his eyes were blurred, fine sweat appeared on his forehead, and he looked eager to try, and Song Yanzhu's clothes on the side had faded, although he was struggling, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for a long time.
One is an old man, the other is tender and can pinch out the water, and finally want to have a fight, but he encounters the water? What a disappointment!
"Let's go!" Hua Xiangrong walked away, thinking about today's warm fragrance is really cheap for this dog man and woman.
Rong Zheng is blood is full of blood, and he walked a flower to think about it, he suddenly felt stunned, and then looked at Song Yanzhu, whose clothes were faded next to him, and there was fire in his eyes, and he was about to press it.
Song Yanzhu was in a trance for a while, only smelling the breath of the strange man, and secretly said that it was not good in his heart, and it was useless to pinch himself secretly, and he bit the tip of his tongue ruthlessly, and suddenly his whole mouth was full of bloody smell, and his brain was also a little clear. Seeing someone pressing up, she raised her foot and kicked it hard out of nowhere.
At that moment, I only heard Rong Zheng sigh and lay on the bed in pain.
Song Yanzhu was originally drugged, coupled with this warm fragrance, her feet were a little softer, and she didn't have much strength to kick out, but fortunately, she was lucky, and she kicked out, kicking on Rong Zheng's high-spirited life.
Seeing him lying on the bed, Song Yanzhu ran to the door with soft feet, just thinking about running one step at a time, it was better than sitting still. When he got out of bed, his feet were like stepping on cotton, and he finally moved to the door, only to feel that his head was tight, and it was Rong Zheng who caught up from behind and grabbed his hair.
Song Yanzhu was in pain, and he wanted to come back to his senses and kick his life, but Rong Zheng had already taken precautions, and said with a sneer: "If Lao Tzu lets you run out of this door innocently today, Lao Tzu is not a man!" β
One wall said that the other wall pushed Song Yanzhu back, Song Yanzhu wanted to open his mouth to bite him, he raised his hand and slapped him hard, and scolded angrily: "Don't be ignorant of lifting!" Otherwise, you will sell you to the kiln after Lao Tzu is finished, and more than 20 men a day will let you serve, and Lao Tzu will see if you are still strong! β
Song Yanzhu felt a trace of panic in her heart, the strange aroma of the room gradually eroded her clarity, and she bit her tongue fiercely and couldn't make her sober. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a beautiful enamel vase on the coffee table next to the bed, and when Rong Zheng pulled him to the bed, she slammed it hard, only to hear the enamel vase fall to the ground, and she also fell to the ground.
Rong Zheng looked at her condescendingly and said with a smile: "Still a chaste martyr?" Don't worry, even if you die, your corpse is still hot, you are not my person in life, and you will never be able to resist me when you die? β
Song Yanzhu no longer had the strength to stare at him, and sat on the ground with his head down. Rong Zhengfu scooped her up again, took off his middle pants, revealed his life, and smiled lewdly to bully her. Song Yanzhu relied on the last trace of clarity, held Rongzheng's work with one hand, and used the last strength with the other, and the knife fell in his hand-
"Ah......h Rong Zheng covered his lower body, and all the ** just now was swept away, and there was only one word left in his mind - "pain"! A stream of hot blood fell to the ground along his lifeline, and the little brother who was still proud quickly lowered his head at this moment, shrunk into a small ball, and he held the little brother and rolled on the ground.
Song Yanzhu was obviously also frightened, and the hand holding the porcelain piece trembled slightly.
A light suddenly came in at the door, Song Yanzhu subconsciously shrank and looked over, only to see a familiar face standing at the door, because against the light, his face seemed to be surrounded by light, Song Yanzhu suddenly lost his voice, stumbled over, and cried softly: "Tao Moyan, Tao Moyan ......"
She finally understood the truth of desperate life, and in such a dangerous situation, Tao Moyan's appearance was like a Buddha's light, lighting up her path of almost despair.
Tao Moyan struggled to hold on, and was stunned when he saw the situation in the house, and without hesitation, he took off his clothes and held Song Yanzhu in his arms, and said in a low voice: "Can you still go?" β
Song Yanzhu shook his head, "They drugged me, I can't walk!" β
As soon as the words fell, Tao Moyan exerted his strength and hugged her in his arms. Song Yanzhu only felt that the world was spinning, and his face was already attached to Tao Moyan's chest.
"Your ...... hurt," Song Yanzhu said in a low voice.
"Out of the way!" Tao Moyan responded softly.
Someone suddenly appeared on the side, Song Yanzhu looked at it, it was an ugly slave who went and returned, she took two steps forward, stuffed a medicine into Song Yanzhu's mouth, and said, "This is the antidote." Yibi whispered to Tao Moyan: "Childe, they will be back soon, we have to leave quickly." β
Although Song Yanzhu took the antidote, the effect of the medicine was not so fast, and he only felt dizzy at the moment, and he didn't want to understand why this ugly slave had anything to do with Tao Moyan. She tightly tugged at the clothes on Tao Moyan's waist, for fear that as soon as she let go, the whole person would fall.
Tao Moyan looked down at her and comforted, "Don't be afraid, I'll take you home." β
She whispered "um", and felt inexplicably at ease. When I looked up, I saw that Tao Moyan's usually resolute and handsome face had a long scar, and for some reason it began to bleed again. Her brain was so chaotic that she forgot about it, Tao Moyan had a few broken ribs on her body at this moment, one hand was still broken, and she could only hang her with one hand at the moment, enduring huge pain in her progress, and every step she took, she sweated like rain.
She only thought in hindsight that as long as she could get out of this door, her past with Tao Moyan would disappear.
She lost her life for him, but Tao Moyan was born and died several times for her, and even her face was ruined...... The enmity and enmity offset each other, and the two were cleared.
Tao Moyan hugged Song Yanzhu all the way, and when he lowered his head, he didn't know if Song Yanzhu was too frightened, curled up in his arms, his body trembled slightly, he hugged her into his arms again, and followed the ugly slave to the remote path.
After walking a few steps, Song Yanzhu gradually regained some strength, and his mind was a little clearer, and he struggled to say that he wanted to come down. Tao Moyan didn't stop her, put her down properly, and said softly: "Can you still go?" β
Song Yanzhu nodded and said, "Yes." β
When life and death are at stake, she can't be a drag.
Along the way, they almost met the maid in Hua Xiangrong, but they were all narrowly avoided. When he approached the door, he heard the little guy guarding the door panic and said: "I heard that it is the water in the main courtyard, and the fire is very big...... If the fire spreads, this flower will be destroyed! β
The ugly slave motioned Tao Moyan to stand back, walked to the little guy with his hair messed up, raised his eyebrows and scolded: "The house is burned like that, you two are still lazy here!" If you let the girl know, you won't be able to pick your skin! β
The little girl was obviously a little afraid of the ugly slave, and whispered tentatively: "The girl didn't let us go over to put out the fire?" Guarding this back door is our proper job! β
"Bastard, if the building is burned down, what is the use of breaking the door!" The ugly slave scolded: "Miss just asked someone to notify you to put out the fire, it must be you who are lazy and greedy to die!" Okay, if you don't go, I'll go back to Miss! β
As he spoke, he was about to leave, and the two little guys looked at each other, hurriedly grabbed the ugly slave and said, "Sister Mo Qi, let's go." It's just that if this back door is out of business......"
The ugly slave lowered his face and said: "Miss said, I can't help you with the firefighting, I'll watch this door for you, if something goes wrong, it's all mine!" β
"This ......"
"You still can't trust me!" The ugly slave raised his voice and said angrily.
"Good, good! Sister, how can we not worry about it! The two little guys said and left.
The ugly slave breathed a sigh of relief, and when the two of them walked away, they hurriedly let Tao Moyan come out, and were about to open the back door to let Tao Moyan leave, when there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind him.
The ugly slave was taken aback, and hurriedly opened the door and pushed Tao Moyan out, only to hear a bewitching female voice behind him, with a bit of gloom in her voice, and said slowly: "Do you think you can escape?" β
Tao Moyan was shocked, Song Yanzhu was also stunned, only to see Hua Xiang Rong walked out slowly, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, but he was holding a crossbow in his hand, and said lightly: "This son also looks knowledgeable, can I recognize this Zhuge crossbow in my hand?" β
Tao Moyan's face changed slightly, and she said to herself: "Ten arrows in a row, do you think it's better for me to aim at the girl next to you, or is it better to aim at you?" Tsk, it's a pity, both of them are like flowers...... I hate others the most in front of me, you and me! If you want to be an outlaw mandarin duck, I will give you a ride! β
I saw that her face sank, and she aimed at Song Yanzhu in Tao Moyan's arms, and was about to buckle the Zhuge crossbow in her hand. Song Yanzhu let out a low snort, only to see Tao Moyan on the side quickly turn his body away, stopping Song Yanzhu behind him, several arrows swished past Song Yanzhu's ears, Song Yanzhu's heart was stuck in his throat, and when he looked up, he saw Tao Moyan snort in a sullen voice: Ten arrows are fired in a row, he may not be able to dodge when he is strong, not to mention that he is now covered with injuries. Even if he hid again, he was tied to Song Yanzhu in his heart after all, for fear of hurting her, so he blocked her without thinking.
In the chaos, Tao Moyan's knees weakened and knelt on the ground.
In the chaos, Tao Moyan seemed to see the back door open, and many people poured in and surrounded them. When Zhou Zi'an saw him, he was terrified as if he had seen a ghost, and rushed up quickly.
In the chaos, Tao Moyan saw Song Yanzhu holding himself in his arms with tears in his eyes, his mouth opened and closed, and the surrounding qiΔ gradually faded and turned into a white mist, only Song Yanzhu was still in his eye sockets, he stared at her tightly, wanted to reach out and touch her, but he couldn't lift his hand, and wanted to speak, a stream of blood came out of his mouth, blocking his throat......
He opened his mouth weakly, reluctant to close his eyesβ
Song Yanzhu, don't you know...... Since we met, all the good things in the world are not as good as you smiling at me.
Are you smiling at me? Don't cry, I can't bear it......
Song Yanzhu, don't cry......