Tang Qu led Song Zong out of the room, and after a struggle, he heard an urgent call from the front of the courtyard: "Xiaoqu! Has anyone been saved? Someone from outside the house came with a large number of soldiers, as if they were fighting with the soldiers outside the house... We need to go! Don't reveal your identity. ”

Without exception, Song Zong also heard the call outside, so he smiled coldly and said, "It turns out that he is not Ning Nan's worrying person!" Let me see who else wants to force my Song Sect to death! ”

As he spoke, he snatched the courtyard door and walked out.

Tang Qu subconsciously gave up the girl in the house, ran out of the courtyard, knocked out Song Zong's knife with a sword, and protected him in front of his son-in-law. Song Zong was furious and was about to rush up.

Tang Qu immediately pushed the wooden wheel chair and quickly evacuated towards the place where they had sneaked in.

He ran fast, and Song Zong didn't chase a few steps before he saw him run out of the wooden door on the side.

Listening to the rumbling sound outside, Song Zong froze, continued to return to the courtyard, and rushed to the house.

Jiang Chengjia was pulling his clothes and wanted to run out, but before he left the house, he saw Song Zong returning, and the despair in his heart arose.

Song Zong violently put her still in bed again.

The repeated impacts had made Jiang Chengjia have no strength to struggle, she was desperately protecting her stomach, and her body was full of bruises and red marks and wounds. Her pink robe had long been torn to shreds, her middle garment and underwear had almost lost their concealing effect, and her snow-white skin was completely exposed to the air, making Song Zong's eyes even more red.

Seeing that she had no strength to struggle, Song Zong smiled lewdly: "Jiang family! No one will come to your rescue today! You must be mine! After taking me to enjoy it, I will take you down to the Yellow Spring with me! ”

He kissed Jiang Chengjia frantically on the chest around his neck.

And the woman under him couldn't bear it anymore, and she who had never cried, finally cried, and kept screaming: "Get out!" Don't touch me! ”

She continued to struggle, even if she lost all her strength.

Until the man riding on her suddenly stiffened, staring at her with a pair of copper bell eyes, staring at her below; until the hot blood in his chest rushed to Jiang Chengjia's face; It wasn't until he was picked under the bed with a sword that Jiang Chengjia gradually stopped crying, and the whole person quickly sat up from the bed, then wrapped the bedding around himself, shrunk in the corner and trembled wildly.

Ning Nan stood in front of the bed at this moment, looking at the trembling woman in the corner with a pale face, and her heart was as painful as a knife.

He knelt on the couch cautiously, approached Jiang Chengjia step by step, and whispered, "Ah Luo... Don't be afraid, I'm coming... I'm coming. ”

Jiang Chengjia trembled violently, raised his eyes in fear and looked at Ning Nan, his eyes that were open red were soaked with tears at the moment.

She kept her mouth shut and ducked into the corner.

Seeing this, Ning Nan's body couldn't help but shake, and her face showed annoyance, and she stopped a meter away from her.

Jiang Chengjia has never been so scared and desperate as he is today. This despair was different from when she had learned of the death of a mortal body, a despair that was imprinted in her heart and she was powerless to fight.

She was really afraid, afraid that she would lose a child again, that she would face the future with a mutilated and unclean body.

She only felt that the blood on her neck and face was extremely disgusting.

She tried to wipe the blood on her face and the saliva left by Song Zong on her neck, but the more she wiped it, the more disgusting she felt.

Ning Nanwu watched her suddenly grab the horn and rub it violently on herself, so she panicked: "Ah Luo... Arlo, what's wrong with you? ”

Jiang Chengjia stared at her a little uncontrollably, her whole lips were trembling constantly, she stood up, knelt in front of Ning Nanwei, and said a little crazy: "Water... I want water! I'm going to bathe! Bath! Bathing...."

Ning Nanwei had never seen her so irrational and at a loss, so she hurriedly said, "Okay! Good! I have people boil water for the soup pool! ”

He rushed out of the house and yelled at Ye Zhen, who was cleaning up the courtyard outside: "Ye Zhen, go get water, boil water, and find a bucket!" ”

Ye Zhen got the order and hurriedly rushed out of the yard to find the barrel.

Ning Nan returned to the house, continued to lie on the side of the couch, and said gently: "Soon... Soon, the water soon came... Ah Luo, don't worry, I'm here, I won't leave. ”

Jiang Chengjia stared at him, and tears welled up like a spring.

She looked at herself so embarrassed, looked at Ning Nan's worried face, and collapsed a little. She shrank in the corner and cried silently, not daring to cry, and her whole body trembled desperately.

Seeing her like this, Ning Nan was worried and felt painful.

He stood up, carried Song Zong, who was already dead, and dragged him out of the door, and then carefully closed the door.

Ji Xianzhi had just finished dealing with the outside affairs and ran towards this house, and Qian Shan came with him.

As soon as the two entered the courtyard, they saw Song Zong, who was completely dead, staring at his eyes, his mouth open, and blood foaming between his mouth and nose, lying motionless on the ground.

Ji Xianzhi was shocked: "The lord... What's going on? Song Zong... He's dead. ”

Ning Nanwei kept staring at Song Zong, and the sword in his hand was about to move.

His eyes were about to crack and red, full of resentment and irrepressible anger.

Before Ji Xianzhi could continue to ask, Ning Nanwu took the sword in his hand and slashed wildly towards Song Zong. Daxia Chinese Network

The two people at the door were shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to stop them.

Ji Xianzhi looked at him like this, and said with some fear: "Lord... What's going on? What's wrong? ”

He couldn't stop Ning Nan from worrying, and Qian Shan didn't dare to approach this man with a thick violent killing intent all over his body at this moment, and watched him stab several swords into Song Zong's body.

It was as if he was venting his anger. Ning Nan was worried about fighting with the Guangxin City Defense Army, and he also suffered a lot of injuries, and after a while, he knelt down in front of the door exhausted.

Ji Xianzhi hurriedly squatted down and supported the crumbling Ning Nanwu

It seems to be guilt and chagrin, as if self-blame and pain. Ning Nan hung his head worriedly, his heart couldn't help but hurt, as long as he thought of Jiang Chengjia's appearance, he was full of guilt and sadness.

If it weren't for him, maybe Jiang Chengjia wouldn't have suffered as much as he is now.

If it weren't for his carelessness, if he hadn't told him again and again that Jiang Chengjia had deceived him, how could she have suffered everything.

Qian Shan tentatively asked on the side: "Lord.... What's going on? What about the female monarch? Where is the Lady? Has the lord found a female monarch? ”

She was most anxious about Jiang Chengjia's condition at the moment, and she couldn't care about how tired Ning Nan was at the moment, so she asked anxiously.

Ning Nan looked at her worriedly, and said weakly: "She is in the house." ”

Qian Shan then looked up at the closed room, and the next moment, immediately snatched the door in.

Ning Nan supported himself, staring at the unrecognizable corpse of Song Zong on the ground, which had already been cut down by him, and said coldly: "Uncle Ji, I want you, immediately prepare for punishment!" I want him to be divided into five horses! ”

Although Ji Xianzhi didn't know what was going on, he could see that Ning Nan was out of control like this, and when he saw Jiang Chengjia in the house, and then looked at Song Zong's disheveled clothes, bare chest and legs, he knew what was probably going on.

He immediately nodded and said, "Huh... The old slave will do it. ”

Just as he was about to leave, Ning Nanwu grabbed him again and said, "A few days ago... The group of dead soldiers and the people of the Water Pavilion who assassinated me... Are there any living mouths left? ”

Ji Xianzhi nodded and said, "Yes..."

Ning Nan gasped and said, "Go... They were taken into the torture chamber, carefully interrogated, and traced for their whereabouts. ”

Ji Xianzhi said helplessly: "My lord... No... Determined that it was the female monarch who did it? ”

Just now, he broke into the house, and the image of Song Zong squirming on Jiang Chengjia's body always lingered in Ning Nanwei's mind. He couldn't hear what Ji Xianzhi said, he just yelled out of control: "Go!" ”

Ji Xianzhi was taken aback by him, and hurriedly nodded and said, "The old slave will go." ”

Ning Nan sat on the ground weakly, watching Ji Xianzhi drag Song Zong's body out of the courtyard.

A bright red trail of blood left on the dirt floor.

Qian Shan entered the room, and at first glance, she saw Jiang Chengjia hiding in the corner with injuries on the corners of her mouth and cheeks, and immediately rushed over and said in a panic: "Aunt... Girl... You are, what's wrong? ”

When Jiang Chengjia heard the familiar voice, he immediately looked up and saw Qianshan sitting at the head of the bed, so he cried out loud: "Qianshan? Qianshan.... Qianshan! ”

She called several times in a row, wrapped in the quilt and threw herself towards Qianshan.

Qian Shan stretched out her arms and was a little helpless to protect her, holding her always trembling body and anxiously asked, "What's wrong?" What's going on? ”

The futon slid off Jiang Chengjia's shoulder, and Qian Shan saw the bruises and bruises all over her body and the blood stains printed on the futon, and her chest ached like a thousand arrows piercing her heart.

"Who did it... Who? Qianshan asked in a trembling voice, containing an unquenchable anger.

Jiang Chengjia shook his head, shed tears, leaned on her shoulder and said, "No one... Nobody... Don't mention it, Qianshan..."

Qian Shan was unwilling to continue to ask, "Is it Song Zong?" Girl... You tell me, isn't it Song Zong!? ”

Jiang Chengjia covered his ears, his lips turned pale and said in pain: "Don't ask, Qianshan, don't ask." ”

When Qian Shan saw her like this, tears fell from her eyes. She hugged the frightened Jiang Chengjia into her arms, and comforted her with a sour nose: "Okay... Good... The slave and maid stopped asking. ”

But she already knew at this moment that this matter was done by Song Zong, otherwise Ning Nanwu would not have slashed Song Zong's body out of control like that.

Song Zong! It's not an exaggeration!

Qian Shan clenched her fists, her eyes red.

After a while, Ye Zhen boiled hot water, found a big wooden barrel, and found a room with good sealing, so he hurriedly came to the small courtyard to call Ning Nan worried.

"My lord... The water is ready. ”

Heard Ye Zhen's call.

Ning Nan, who was still depressed, hurriedly stood up at this moment, hurriedly rushed into the room, carefully leaned over to Qianshan and Jiang Chengjia and said, "Ah Luo... The water is ready... Shall I carry you? ”