Chapter Seventy-One

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In front of him was a sparse darkness with a glimmer of light, Wen Qing moved his fingers, but his wrist couldn't move with it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info She had just woken up from her daze, her lips were gagged by something, and she was probably lying on the straw now, in a curled position.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ I tell you, don't be too rough with her. She is a scholar, and her heart is also arrogant, but she is blind and falls in love with a foolish father. But that doesn't mean she'll be subservient, and if we want to get her heart, we have to think long-term. ā€

Wen Qing vaguely heard someone talking, but he didn't hear the specific content.

Immediately after, the door creaked open, and the soft cloth insoles stomped on the ground, making a rustling sound.

Wen Qing's heart was stunned, and he quietly crept quietly.

She heard footsteps approaching, it should be a man, the heavy stride was the opposite of the lightness of a woman.

Don't......

She opened her eyes, and even though there was only darkness in front of her, she lowered her head and slammed it hard in one direction.

Knocked the man's kneecap by mistake.

Wen Qing endured dizziness, listened to the man's cry in pain, and vigorously spit out the stuffed things in his mouth. As soon as the fishy smell left her mouth, Wen Qing immediately felt a burst of relief, but she didn't dare to relax, and only said coldly: "Who are you?" What are you doing? ā€

The man was furious, grabbed her long hair, and dragged her head forward. The sudden violence made Wen Qing lose her center of gravity, and she was involuntarily pulled over and thrown heavily on the ground.

The man tore her clothes directly, and the warm palm had a disgusting smell, and Wen Qing bumped into it again, but it was empty.

She bit her lip so hard that a hot sensation welled up in her throat and her mouth was sweet.

Wen Qingcai let out a low breath, and the man's palm landed on her face.

She was a little stunned by this slap. With a hiss, the coolness hit, she didn't have to look to know her miserable situation, did she really want to be buried here today?

Wen Qing closed his eyes and said softly, "As long as you don't kill me today, I will definitely seek revenge on you." ā€

The man's laughter was rough, but his deep voice was not at all pleasant, with a sandy texture, no different from the voice of a male duck.

He said in a deep voice, "That's not up to you. If you are obedient, we will have a long time to come. If you don't obey, I can take your life. ā€

Wen Qing was surprisingly calm, she sneered, and when the man touched her belly pocket tie, she said lightly: "My father-in-law is the son of the Admiral of Youzhou, if you want to die, you can try it." ā€

The man's hand was beaten.

Wen Qing had seen a news before. The girl was dragged on a busy street, and she desperately said that her father was a member of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, although it did not deter the traffickers, but several people stood up and stopped the criminals from continuing to drag.

In this way, it is the same.

The origin of Wang Zhuangyuan is a mystery. His appearance and temperament are first-class, and he must be the son of a gorgeous family. It's just that whose son-in-law is lost, but no one comes to look for it?

That's right, how difficult is it to find an exact person in the country? What's more, Baisha Town is already remote, and their Wenjia Village is a place where birds don't lay eggs.

Wen Qing didn't feel the man's next move, and thought that the man was shocked by her intimidation, but he didn't want the sound of breaking through the air, under a warm coat hood.

Wen Qing was stunned, who is it?

"Come in and untie all the ropes from her."

It's a man's voice.

It seems to be soft, but with his unique lazy atmosphere, revealing a trace of calmness in the improper.

Wen Qing had never heard this voice, and she was sure that she had never seen this person either.

Zhang Rong stood trembling to the side, trembling up and down, like messy noodles in the wind, lined with that paper-like complexion, it seemed that she was really afraid.

Wen Qing hugged the man's coat, walked to the corner and put on his clothes, and then walked over again.

When the man held a sword, the blade was sharp, the sword body was shiny, and when it stood straight on a person's neck, she vaguely saw the blood-colored rainbow light flowing from the sword.

Nie Frame moved his sword closer to the man's neck by half an inch.

Zhang Rong was so sick that she hurriedly knelt down and fell to the ground to beg him for mercy.

"Steward, I know it's wrong! Please spare us, we didn't mean to! ā€

Nie Frame sneered: "If you don't have the intention, how can you lure her here?" And stun her, tie her here, and wait for this man to humiliate? Zhang Rong, even if you admit your mistake, I won't let you go. ā€

Zhang Rong's face was extremely ugly, she thought of something, hurriedly looked at Xu Chengjia, and even kowtowed to her.

"Wen Qing, we know that we are wrong, please forgive us!"

Wen Qing was silent. From Fang Cai to now, Zhang Rong has not appeared for a moment. This man is in cahoots with her, and he wants to confuse himself, how can she forgive him?

"Steward Zhang, let me ask you, is he your father-in-law?"

Zhang Rong glanced at the man sitting on the ground shivering, there was already a large wet area under him, and his pale face and pale lips all revealed his fear.

Zhang Rong gritted her teeth and said, "He is not my father-in-law." ā€

The man shouted out in a rough voice: "Zhang Rong, biaozi is ruthless, it's you!" ā€

Zhang Rong raised her hand and gave him a slap, "You shut up for me!" If it weren't for you, how would I have been abandoned? ā€

"Is it my fault?" The man seemed to have heard some big joke, and immediately laughed, and with a smile he took away all his expressions, and his face looked very hideous.

"Zhang Rong, three years ago, it was Lao Tzu who hooked up with you first. Lao Tzu is still not happy with your broken shoes, I wanted to play a little and leave, but I didn't want you to be pregnant, and said that it was a boy. It turned out to be a fart boy! You, like your daughter, are money losers! ā€

Wen Qing's gaze slid over the man's distorted face and landed on Zhang Rong's red and purple face. In fact, Zhang Rong looks good, but she looks a little old because of the too deep city.

Nie Frame didn't plan to listen to their mutual revelations, he said lightly: "Zhang Rong, are you going to the yamen to surrender?" Or am I in charge of you? ā€

Zhang Rong took a step back. She didn't know that Nie Frame was such a person, he was both male and female, often indulged in restaurants and dance halls, and rarely appeared in the dye shop. She only thought he was a listing manager, so she dared to work against Chen He, and even designed it step by step. But I didn't want Nie Frame to break into the door today, holding the sword in his hand, and when he saw her for the first time, the sword body slashed over and slapped her straight to the other side.

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