After Qingyang Xiaocen buried Fang Jingzhuo, he was taken to a firewood room next door by the building's subordinates, the door was closed from the outside, the sound of the lock was heard clearly, and he raised his eyes to look at it, the house was shabby, only there was some dry firewood near the corner of the wall, and he could still sit for a while. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Qingyang Xiaocen picked up a small piece of firewood and wrote and drew on the ground.

The more times like this, the less he could get carried away by the anger and list the whereabouts and strangeness of the building.

His sudden appearance disappeared for many days, and finally he met him in Qiongshan, and listened to his words, he should have waited for them in Diancheng for a few days, and finally Mueller sent a message, only to know that they had arrived in Qiongshan, so he rushed over.

The news from Qingyuan spread out in his mind, the Wanshihou Mansion in Kangcheng has been very quiet recently, the door is full of birds, and it is not at all like the usual full of guests, but there is no change in the Wanshihou Mansion, why did the Hou Ye suddenly change his personality and close the door?

It wasn't until two days ago that social interaction resumed, and the Wanshi Hou Mansion resumed its former liveliness again.

But the pharmacy under the Qing Yuan has always been Wan Shihou's private pharmacy, especially the doctor in the hall is a full-time doctor in the Hou Mansion, he said that Hou Ye is not sick, and there is no other major problem with the daily pulse except for mental anxiety.

And the Hou Ye told him in every possible way, so that the doctor was not allowed to talk too much.

Qingyang Xiao Cen closed his eyes, as if something was about to be revealed in front of him, he simply crossed his legs, and used his skills to make the blood around his body lively, so that he could concentrate on connecting these fragmented news.

"There is movement in the countryside, and the sound of marching is heard in the middle of the night."

Qingyang Xiaocen kept whispering, and after a few times, he suddenly opened his eyes,

After straightening the robe on his body, Qingyang Xiaocen pulled out a strip of cloth from his body, picked up a branch from the ground, took out the trunk, made a simple bark whistle, and then wrapped it around a few times with a very ordinary-looking white strip of cloth, walked to the bed, put the whistle to his mouth, and blew gently.

The whistling sound of the cloth was very soft, and it sounded like the song of a bird in the mountains, and it was unobtrusive, and the men in the building at the door heard it, and they did not feel anything unusual.

A few sparrows flew over when they heard the sound, circled around Qingyang Xiaocen's whistle several times, and then fluttered their wings and flew away.

Qingyang Xiao Cen looked at the dark mountains in the distance, his palm rubbing the saliva stone repeatedly, he didn't know what he was thinking, and there was no trace of brilliance on his face.

The next morning, Bai Xiaoman woke up, moved his legs that had been numb from the cold, and smiled bitterly: "It turns out that it is not wasted." ”

The building pushed the door in, and there was a rare look of joy on his face: "Go out for breakfast, and set off in a while." ”

Bai Xiaoman showed an inquiring look, and the building urged her impatiently: "Even Qingyang Xiaocen agreed, what are you still rubbing?" ”

Bai Xiaoman replied coldly: "Even if I am a prisoner, you should always consider the physical condition of the prisoner a little, and then decide whether to leave or stay, right?" ”

Hearing this, Lou Lou's eyes turned to Bai Xiaoman's injured waist, his face showed a little unbearable, he strode forward, holding her feet with both hands, Bai Xiaoman wanted to pull it out, but was stopped by Lou: "Don't move!" ”

Bai Xiaoman turned his head, a warm current flowed from the soles of his feet all over his legs, gathered around his waist, and the bloody night around his body seemed to come to life, Bai Xiaoman only felt comfortable all over his body.

"I deliberately taught you a lesson last night, so that you always learn to be disobedient, if you follow me, can I treat you badly?" The building said with a little anger.

Bai Xiaoman twisted his head, refused to turn around, and didn't say a word.

Lou Lou got angry when he saw her like this, reached out and pinched her chin, and forcibly broke Bai Xiaoman's face to make her face herself.

"Speak! Don't you know that I hate you the most about being half-dead? ”

Bai Xiaoman glared at him coldly, the building increased the force in his hand, Bai Xiaoman was in pain, his mouth opened slightly, and his face showed a painful expression.

Lou was more angry, and the strength in his hands became stronger and stronger, and Bai Xiaoman felt that he would soon be crushed by him and die.

Lou suddenly let go of his hand, Bai Xiaoman stretched out his hand in pain, gently held his chin, and without waiting to catch his breath, Lou stepped forward, hugged her, lowered his head and kissed her hard.

Bai Xiaoman struggled desperately, rolled up the hand knife, and slashed at the neck of the building, the building took a step ahead of her, blocking Bai Xiaoman's heavy blow, and then held her hands with one hand, cut her back, and used the other hand to clamp her back, making her unable to move.

Bai Xiaoman resisted with all his strength, but he was restrained by the infinite strength of the building, and he couldn't move at all, and the strength of breaking free was too great, and there was an unbearable pain in his waist.

The building made a muffled sound of pain, let go of Bai Xiaoman, the corners of his mouth were bloody, Bai Xiaoman stared at him with hatred on his face, the more he looked at the building, the more angry he became, and he raised his hand high and gave her a slap.

Bai Xiaoman's face was twitched to the side, originally because she bit the building's lip, the corners of her mouth were stained with blood, but at this moment, she was slapped hard by the building, and the smell of blood in her mouth became stronger, Bai Xiaoman lowered his head, spit out a mouthful of blood, and sneered twice.

Lou stepped forward, pinched her shoulders, and asked sharply: "You just want to defend yourself like jade for Qingyang Xiaocen?" Let me tell you, originally I still had the possibility of keeping Qingyang Xiaocen alive, the more you make such trouble, the heavier my heart will be to kill him, since you are willing to be my enemy for him, just wait to collect his body! ”

After speaking, he let go of his hand and threw Bai Xiaoman heavily on the bed.

Bai Xiaoman held her waist and gasped heavily, the pain in her mouth, jaw and waist made her cry in pain.

She didn't want to cry, but the tears at this time were like accidentally touching her nose, and she couldn't control it at all.

Bai Xiaoman twisted her face into the bed, tears sliding down her face and dripping on the sheets, but she tried her best not to make a sound.

Lou watched from the side, his heart was like a knife, he hated Bai Xiaoman's stubborn appearance, and regretted that he forgot that she still had a wound on her waist in a hurry just now, but when he thought that she was against him like this, it was just another man, Qingyang Xiaocen, and the anger in his heart couldn't be stopped.

The foot had already stepped forward, and the building repeatedly reminded himself that she was injured and could not hurt her anymore, and the worst thing was that he found that no matter what reason he hurt Bai Xiaoman, the most painful thing in the end was himself.

obviously hated Bai Xiaoman and wanted her to pay the price, but when he saw her crying, he would be even more manic.

Lou clenched his fists and turned away, his voice still full of anger: "I'll let that Qiu Li come and call you to eat in a while, if you still can't clean up, then wait to collect her body!" ”

Bai Xiao raised his head with a smile in his eyes, his eyes were full of hatred, but he didn't dare to say a word. (To be continued.) )