025, I have also thought about a hundred

After the door was closed and the surroundings were completely darkened, Murong Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

She propped herself up with her elbows, rubbed it against the haystack on the side, wiped off the filth from the tips of the hair on her forehead, and the sharp pain in her back was pulled by the large movement, Murong Yu trembled a little, because of the soaking of blood, her clothes stuck to the wound, adding a little tingling.

This night is difficult, hunger is secondary, the important thing is that she has not moistened her throat since she drank that glass of water this morning, the air in the house is not good, I don't know if it is because it is located in the tuyere, it is extra cold at night.

Can't lie down, can only lie on the stomach, hands and legs numb, because they are tied, can only rely on the side to relieve one or two, toss a night basically did not sleep, sleepy to the extreme, barely able to fall asleep past a stick of incense, and then the strong sleepiness passed, the wound behind the swelling and pain plus thirst panic, or wake up.

In the second half of the night, her fingers were stiff, her whole body was cold, her teeth were bumping badly, Murong Yu curled up and hugged herself, her head was smoking, her eyes were burning half-squinted, she knew that she must have been inflamed by the wound and caused the fever, the heat came out, and the weirdness in her body would quickly repair such a pain and discomfort, but the process was still difficult.

When the fever subsided, the sky was bright, and this time the fever lasted for half an hour, which was not too unbearable compared to the pain of Liluo Poison earlier.

The wound behind him had also scabbed, and I thought I could finally rest, but who knew that after a while when my eyes were closed, Su's mother pushed the door open with someone, thinking that it was just time to have breakfast.

She walked in quickly, glanced at Murong Yu, and sneered: "It's a big fate, and it's like nothing to fight like this." ”

Murong Yu licked her lips and half-lowered her eyes, without meaning to speak.

didn't hear the begging for mercy, Su's mother's anger became strong, she laughed angrily, glanced at Murong Yu's bloody back, through her clothes, she could only see the blackened blood, and she couldn't see what the wound on her back looked like, but with such blood, she could imagine it with a little brain.

She only said yesterday that she was not in a hurry to pick up customers, and she would wait until she was more obedient.

Today, I don't know why I changed my mind again, I snapped my fingers, and a few strong men came up and lifted Murong Yu from the ground, she smiled, like a poisonous snake: "Don't bother, feel free to clean the wound, change into clean clothes and send it." ”

Murong Yu raised her eyes suddenly, and when she looked at Mother Su's face, she knew that she was serious, and she was going to break her body immediately, whether this was Murong Fu's meaning or Aunt Chen's instigation and reminder Murong Yu didn't know, she bit the tip of her tongue, and the moment she was dragged out of the room, the moment the light hit, and the moment she subconsciously closed her eyes, Murong Yu was still relieved.

When she was in Xiliang, she studied many ways to die, but she always stopped at the last step.

She is also afraid of pain, but also confused, must admit that the last moment when she really wants to end herself, she is indeed weak and afraid, she doesn't know whether those so-called 'deaths' can really free her, or just in exchange for pain, and then soberly wait for the body to heal itself.

In her early years, she would think almost every day that it was better to die.

All that is left for her in this world is endless pain and loneliness, whether she lives or dies, she will not be shocked by a speck of dust.

But she still has too many things to ask, too many mysteries to solve, too many hatreds to let go, and too many revenge to revenge.

She can't die.

Broke down and cried, desperate to give up, these hands never grabbed anything, and the only thing that could hold the heart that finally stood firm was her life.

It's not time to die.

Even in such a desperate situation, Murong Yu still let go of her teeth, if she bit down, if she couldn't die, Murong Yu couldn't afford the consequences of transient shock caused by blood loss.

Leaving the Changning Palace and going to Bian Jing, she took this step and will never stop again.

When she wiped her wounds and changed her clothes, she loosened the tie, and then pulled her wrists tightly from left to right, her eyes were extremely round, and she looked fierce and would kill you if she dared to resist.

Several tall women were impatient, and when they pulled Murong Yu's clothes roughly, the weak wounds that had just scabbed were torn open, blood flowed wantonly, and her back was rubbed indiscriminately, and her rough fingers were smeared with medicinal powder, wandering on her back.

Bandages were wrapped at will, which was considered to have stopped the bleeding, and the new clothes were extremely colorful, and the hair was tied with a long belt, which was considered okay.

The hand was tied again, and from beginning to end, Murong Yu didn't have any extra movements, as if a doll was being towed, and when she was pushed out of the door again, she saw that Su's mother was looking at herself, and the corners of her mouth were hooked into a smile.

"What are you laughing at?!" Su's mother was upset by Murong Yu, she raised her hand to fight, and remembered that she was going to pick up guests, so she put down her hand, "Smile more if you can laugh at this time, and after a while, there will be a time for you to cry!" ”

As he spoke, he escorted her to the corner of the backyard, which was becoming more and more deserted and remote.

Dressed like this, Murong Yu could not have imagined that the person who was arranged for her was definitely not the powerful man in this Bian Jing.

Not to mention the powerful, but if you are a guest, you will not want an incomprehensible woman with injuries all over her body.

There is no lower limit to being vicious, Murong Yu can be regarded as a thorough insight and has learned.

In the deserted courtyard behind here sat a warehouse of exhaust gases, which looked even more dilapidated than the room where she was being held.

Su's mother took the lead to push the door, and there was a flaming candle burning inside, and in addition, there was a thick layer of haystack on the ground.

There is not even a soft bed, and lying on such a haystack must have hurt to the heart.

Murong Yu was pulled in, and on the haystack sat a ragged, dirty, foul-smelling man, who was taking off one of his shoes and shaking his legs, his dark skin was full of grease and dirt, his mouth was grinning and his yellow teeth were picking at the gap between his teeth with his little nail shell.

As soon as he saw Murong Yu, his eyes lit up, and he stood up with a lewd smile: "Ouch, you can be regarded as here... ”