Xi'er kept trembling because of anger and fear. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info paper fell into the water and it was ruined. I can't tell what is on the painting now. The Ge family has always been strict with their subordinates, but now that they have a big disaster, she Xi'er has a few heads that are not enough for the rich man Ge to cut off.

Even though she shouldn't have opened the box without permission, she just wanted to take a peek and return to Zhao immediately.

If it hadn't been for the man who appeared on horseback and provoked that damn wind, she wouldn't have dropped the painting into the water.

Speaking of which, it's all this man's fault. Anger churned in her chest, and she bit her lip.

"You pay me!" She screamed, struggling forward for justice.

The man sat on the back of the frighteningly tall black horse, and the light was on his back, making it difficult for Xi'er to see his face.

She could only see the clothes worn by the men, although the style was simple, the material looked very good, even the saddle was exquisite, it seemed that he was from a rich family, and she didn't know if she could afford to pay for the painting.

"How much?" Songhua asked. He didn't want to be troubled.

Xi'er reported a number.

"Slander?" Songhua snorted and planned to leave.

Xi'er was so anxious that she stomped her feet frequently. "Why are you unreasonable, obviously because of you, my treasure fell into the river, how can you be irresponsible?" Because of the frustration, tears rolled in her eyes.

The treasure was destroyed, and she would be beaten by Master Ge when she went back, and with the iron rooster temperament of the old man, she would probably be beaten to death.

"If that rag in your hand is really a treasure, how could it be by the river, and how could it be

You little girl in the jinghai cloth skirt in your hands? Songhua pulled the reins of the horse, and the horse's hooves kicked a few times. Dark horse from the nostrils

squirted, arrogantly staring at the petite figure in front of him.

Xi'er's face was slightly red, and her momentum immediately weakened, if it weren't for the greed for silk, she wanted to know

words, and the treasure will not be destroyed. "I just wanted to sneak a peek, but it turned out to be ...... "wishful thinking." It's all about catastrophe. Thinking of this, the teardrops are like pearls with broken threads, and the disobedient ones fall straight down, **** the soft grass.

A cloud is a cloud. Mud is mud, she really shouldn't be delusional, she can only be a slave in this life......

Songhua was about to gallop on horseback, not planning to pay attention to the young woman in front of her, but because she was crying so sadly. I had to throw down a piece of silver: "Take it!" ”

If it's a slander, this is also a return rate.

Then he went to Ge's house to take revenge. At one moment, the hands were heavy, and everyone was killed. Anyway, they were a litter of bad guys, and he didn't think it was a big deal. Kill and kill! Fortunately, he didn't show his true face, and he just ran away after he was killed. As a result, the government investigated and found that Xi'er was not dead, the famous painting was missing, and she had an extra ingot of silver in her hand, suspecting that she had something to do with the matter and wanted to ask her about it.

Songhua had to go back in disguise again. Leave a word claiming that he is a robber, killing people on the road, and has nothing to do with others.

In this way, it's time for Xi'er to let go, right? No! Ge's relatives think she is a broom star and want to sell her into a brothel.

Then there was a pitiful cry in the streets, and pedestrians looked back to see what had happened.

The crowd had moved out of the way, and the cold-faced man rudely pulled the hemp rope in his hand, and on the other side of the rope was a young woman dressed in coarse cloth with tears on her small face.

"Brother Wang, please let me go. I don't want to go to the green building, I don't-" Xi'er kept shaking her head, her cotton shoes kicking on the ground, her clothes disheveled from the struggle.

Wang Tuo turned a deaf ear to her pleas. Impatient with her repeated struggles, he pulled the rope hard, forcing her forward: "Don't be ignorant, you can save a small life, you should thank God." Now he just sold you to the Qinglou, and didn't kill you. Don't you know how to be grateful? As he spoke, pulling too hard, Xi'er fell on the hard stone floor, her wrists still tied with thick hemp rope, and now with such a fall, the pain in her wrists seemed to be burning with fire.

"Brother Wang, for the sake of us growing up together, let me go back!" She pleaded, the great fear that made her gasp for breath, and the door of the green building got closer and closer, like the blood of a giant beast, ready to devour her.

"Xi'er, you accept your fate, this is your fate. After all, who told you that you didn't protect the painting? If it's protected, there's nothing left, isn't it? You can't be a subordinate, and don't blame anyone for being punished. He told the truth, with a cold face. Even though he has a little pity for Xi'er, he is just a slave, if he doesn't complete his master's explanation and sells Xi'er to get the silver, the boss will not spare him.

Xi'er kept shaking her head, tears sliding down her pale face. The beating a few days ago made her unconscious for several days, and she was finally released, and she was about to be sold again, and she still had injuries on her body, and it hurt to even walk.

Everyone's curious eyes fell on her, she didn't know it, she was just trying to fight for the fate of the second half of her life.

I kept cursing myself in my heart, I really couldn't live by myself! But she still has to try to save herself, doesn't she? "Let me go back, I'll work hard." She kept pleading, the hemp rope was still pulling, her body was dragged to the ground and moved, and the wound on her back was rubbed, which was painful.

Wang Tuo frowned: "Don't make trouble." He tugged at the hemp rope ruthlessly, tired of the eyes of others.

He is not a cold-blooded person, and he knows that Xi'er will be over as soon as he is sold into the Qinglou, but he is also just a slave, he has a wife and children to raise, how dare he disobey the orders of the superiors?

"Then even if you sell me to any family, don't let me go into the Qinglou." Her wrist was bleeding from abrasions, and she was biting her trembling lip, looking very fragile.

Her eyes for help wandered around, but she only saw a pair of indifferent eyes, as if watching a good show, watching her go to the fire pit, no one was willing to stretch out her hand to save her, everyone looked coldly.

There was shouting from behind, mixed with the mooing of cows. A dark-skinned young man pulled the cow hard, panting and hurrying, the thin old cow couldn't bear such a toss, walked three steps and stopped one step, and kept wheezing.

"Brother Wang, wait a minute." Jiang Chengen shouted, his face flushed from running.

He and Xi'er grew up together, the children of poor families don't shy away from the difference between men and women, the children of the same age are as enthusiastic as their own brothers and sisters, and when they heard that Xi'er was going to be sold into the Qinglou, he was as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

Jiang Chengen pulled out the old cow from the broken shed and chased it alive. Anxious to redeem Xi'er. "Brother Wang, it's sold everywhere. After receiving this cow, why don't you sell Xi'er to me! "There was an embarrassed flush under his dark skin.

Xi'er's eyes were filled with tears, and her lips trembled slightly. "Cheng Eun. This cow is the only property of the Jiang family, and it will be relied on to plough the field during spring ploughing, if it is sold to redeem me, what will I do with spring ploughing next year? ”

Jiang Chengen scratched his head, his sturdy body contrasting with the emaciated cow. "It's important to save people first. The matter of spring ploughing can be thought of again. ”

"Silly boy, do you want to go crazy with your daughter-in-law? Don't you look at it, this cow is so old that it can't walk, how many taels of silver is it worth? Qinglou sells Xi'er, which is worth ten cows, and it's not an old cow like you! Wang Tuo sighed and continued to drag Xi'er forward.

Jiang Chengen stood in place, trembling with anger, but helpless. "Brother Wang, please. No matter what, you can't sell Xi'er into the Qinglou, even if you sell her to other people casually. Turning around, he looked at the crowd for help. Which uncle is good, save Xi'er! Holding on to the last glimmer of hope, he looked at the people around him, but all he could contact was a pair of indifferent eyes.

Wang Tuo waved his hand angrily and pushed Jiang Chengen away. "It's not that I'm cold-blooded, it's Xi'er's own bad life. Don't grunt! The more people watched the play around, and he also felt shameless.

"I'll buy it, I'll buy her back to be a daughter-in-law." Gentle and nice sound. Soft and sweet, it calmed down the noisy crowd for a moment.

Four black horses of divine steeds are parked in the street, and embroidered ribbons flutter around the soft sedan chair decorated with white rattan. The embroidery is very good, but how is the embroidery: a black fork? A tall, serious middle-aged man got out of the sedan chair first. The black eyes as sharp as an eagle are terrifying. He stretched out his hand and helped out the plain-clothed woman in the sedan chair, which was an incredibly beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman smiled, her soft embroidered shoes touched the ground silently, and she let go of her husband's supporting hand. She looked at Xi'er with clear eyes like autumn water, and slowly stepped forward to untie the rope between her wrists.

There was a shrill gasp from the crowd, "Oh my God. It's a black fork forest. ”

As if hearing the most vicious curse, everyone turned white with fright, and many onlookers ran away, and those who did not retreat took several steps back. There was a frightened silence in the crowd, and there was fear in every pair of eyes

and curiosity. After all, the black fork forest is outside, and the wind review is very bad. When Manshu wanted to pass, he was also scared for a long time.

Xi'er had also heard many legends about the Black Fork Forest, but she couldn't associate those terrible rumors with the picturesque beautiful woman in front of her.

The tall middle-aged man frowned. "Mercy Star, don't talk about it." The tone is gentle, and it seems to contain infinite pampering.

The beautiful woman with cloudy temples smiled mischievously and turned her head to look at her husband: "If we accept this girl as a righteous daughter, won't we become that guy's parents-in-law?" ”

Well! It was rare for her to see Songhua so anxious, and asked them to help save people, saying that this girl was arrested because he was involved. But he was afraid that he would come forward directly and link it with the Ge family's bloody case, and he would miss the plan of the demon farm in the second village of Manshu Daru, so he asked them to help with another person.

Pixing feels like there's a drama here! pulled the black fork forest lord to come forward in person to come and see Xi'er. It also happened to alleviate the sadness of Black Fork Lin for hosting the poor mother's case.

Seeing that Xi'er was so beautiful and a bit like Manshu, Lianxing was very satisfied, so he bought her back. But Songhua is tender or what, he just doesn't appreciate it, and says that someone wants to buy a killer. He felt that he needed help, and he wanted to go once, and it was inconvenient to take care of the girl, so he asked Heichalin to take him in.

When the star heard this, how could this be done, so she asked Manshu for help. When Manshu heard this, Songhua could make a pile with others. What a good thing! Gotta help! So he took over the killer's job. By the way, I also relieved the Wei family's mood of messing up.

The murderer wants to kill the concubine of a certain county, but it is the county of the black armor that leads the mother's family! Manshu returned to his hometown to have fun with the current Black Commander.

It's just that this murderer is going to Huozhou to kill people. She had to go on a business trip to Huozhou, but the mercenaries here in Dizhou would make her a little concerned, and she didn't really want to leave, what should she do?

Hey, someone is looking for her to compete!

She thought of a way to let this person who wanted to compete go to Huozhou on her behalf!

This time, another story was created.

This story can begin from the concubine's point of view.

The concubine sat under the window and thought:

There was a cloud of sunlight curled up on my lap, soft as a sleepy cat.

There was a moonlight sleeping in my heart. There was one man, moonshine that was so good when I left him. He said he would come to me, but when will this person come? ）

He finally touched the county palace in order to kill someone. He was going to kill a strange woman, for a strange spiritual cultivator.

Three days ago he had found the cultivator, who was said to have a thin sword that flew like a stream of ice-blue moonlight.

A magic knife, a suitable opponent. His blood was burning.

"But I can't compete with you, because you dare to fight. I can't fight anymore.

I'm going to save my life and kill someone.

However, the more people dare not fight hard, the easier it is to die under the knife.

So I can't compete with you right now. ”

The cultivator was sincere, but he still forced the cultivator to take out the knife. He's fast, and he lives up to his youth.

He did not live up to his youth, but he lost this spiritual cultivator.

He had no choice but to kill individuals for the cultivators.

The county palace is too big. When he was about to find it, he saw a flock of butterflies. So many butterflies, silently floating and sinking in the soft fragrance.

Behind the butterfly wings, under the prison window, he saw a woman, with her eyes down, and a cloud of sunlight sleeping on her lap.

The story flashes back to the concubine's memories: "Why do you hate me? "There was one man who was so angry.

No, she's not hating, she just doesn't like it. Does a person have the right to insist on what he likes and dislikes?

"I have the country in my hands!"

What's the use of the country, when you can't be happy? All she needs for her happiness is a piece of moonlight. Where is this moonlight, the gnosis does not know?

"Too willful, you woman!"

Ignorant of life, what does her willfulness have to do with him? ――If you are not satisfied with her, why don't you let her go?

This person should be a hero, right? Such willfulness and pride also despise the willfulness and pride of others.

The moonlight poured into the window lattice, crouching at her feet, and the icy tenderness hid a quiet murderous intention.

When the man moved too close to her with too vigorous movements, her fingertips touched the knife of the yellow horse bone.

The blood gushed out a little hot, and she sighed.

She cherished the pale and hard knife, which could never be washed off after it had been tainted by something. (To be continued.) )