In fact, it is not like this, how the changes in Beijing are not yet in front of us. It's just that people with sharp edges and corners often hurt themselves more. Xue Ling couldn't see the expressions of the other two people in the room, but he could guess that he was probably looking at himself like a fool. The best cowhide was tanned, and several strands were twisted into one, and the wild horse with the greatest strength on the atom could not break free. She's in Pingcheng, and she's seen a lot of this thing. With the sharpness of peace, I can probably try it, but if I want to cut it with this porcelain piece, it is estimated that it will take a day or two to grind. What's more, she will not shy away from it, and she will show it generously in front of the two, and she will definitely not have a chance to hide it and grind it slowly.

I grabbed it too quickly just now, and a trace of red marks had already appeared in my palm. I heard the footsteps of the Hu man pause slightly, and then came to the front in a blink of an eye. Xue Ling instantly closed his five fingers and pinched the outline of the porcelain piece. When it was opened again, the sharp line had been pinched into the tips of two fingers, touching the left wrist, and in the blink of an eye, the ground was scarlet.

The most vulnerable person in this room turned out to be human.

She heard the bearded man shouting something, but her hand movements did not pause in the slightest. The strip of black cloth on his eyes was unsolved, but it was Mrs. Su who smiled skillfully.

"When I was younger than you, I knew that those who seek death in front of you cannot be saved." On paper, I finally felt shallow, but at that time, I was just annoyed that Su Jiru had set herself up, and now I use it myself, so I know that this is true. Most of the people who seek death in front of you can't be saved.

He died twice, the first time in front of Tuoba Mill, and he had to save him. This time, I don't know who the people behind the scenes are, and I am not sure, which can be called a big gamble. Although it was only a thin piece of porcelain, the wrist of the person was fragile, and she had the heart to force the person out, the strength was both accurate and ruthless, and the good cowhide rope was soaked in blood. But I don't know if it's because people are hurt a lot, the pain is much weaker, and I only feel a little dizzy for a while, but there is no imaginary severe pain.

The Hu man was shocked, just as Xue Ling thought. He thought it was weird, thinking that Xue Ling was going to cut the rope with a porcelain piece, but he didn't expect to see this Han woman hurt himself in a blink of an eye. Since ancient times, Hu and Han have been different, and he has many dislikes. But the little prince explained before leaving, this Han woman has dealings with Xianbei, so she must watch it carefully, and before leaving, she turned around and told her not to get hurt. If you really die, your own responsibility is small, and the future of the Qiang people is big.

He hurriedly stepped forward to help Xue Ling, and shouted at the woman who delivered the food to send something to stop the bleeding. I have also heard some rumors about the Han woman Zhenlie. Therefore, he has been eating and drinking well these days, lest something happen, which is good.

Xue Ling doesn't like others to touch him, let alone Hu Ren, but this will be helpless. Be delicate, be delicate, not delicate, and pretend to be delicate. fell into the arms of the Hu man and said, "I can't leave, but it's easy to die, let your master come out." She didn't know if this person could understand Chinese, but there was nothing else she could do. Repeating the phrase over and over again, he struggled desperately to keep the man from touching his hand.

The grievance was pretended, and she didn't feel half aggrieved when she hit this idea, and her heart was full of resentment. Since that person dared to tie her up, even if she died, she would drag that person out, kill if she could, and kill if she couldn't, so she would recognize her face first and kill her in the next life. Not in the next life, in the next life, in the next life, until you succeed.

But this will take action, and suddenly it will be full of bitterness. Three years seems to be a step-by-step operation, but in fact, it has been upside down from beginning to end. It seems that there is no one thing that is satisfactory. saved Song Cang, and lost his freedom for two and a half years. burned Anseong, but instead of stirring up the slightest wind and waves, a large number of innocent people died. Qi Qingyi's fetus was not saved, and Huo Yunsheng did not die. traveled thousands of miles to catch up with Tuoba Milling, but was trapped here and couldn't go back. The fake intention overlapped, and the tears dripped down with the blood between the wrists. In the end, the words were no longer clear in his mouth, only a slight murmur remained. Losing the strength of the threat, on the contrary, there is a sense of begging for mercy.

The Hu man had already pulled two pieces of clothing for Xue Ling to wrap, and directly untied the cowhide rope and tied it. He saw that Xue Ling had lost too much blood, and he was not afraid that she would run away for a while. After dealing with it, he still threw Xue Ling back on the bed and went out in embarrassment.

The coming and going of the prince should not be something that he, a subordinate, should ask after him. So Shi Qi didn't come back in the past few days, and he didn't go over the clock to investigate. What's more, this is Xianbei land, and the little prince has repeatedly explained not to leak the rumors, so as not to be arrested by Tuoba Milling who knows that the Qiang tribe has arrested someone. But now that this Han woman is looking for death, he has to deliver a message.

I can't tell if he is loyal or stupid in this kind of thinking. Shi Heng was concerned about etiquette, and he didn't leave the palace. But Shi Qi doesn't like Xianbei, and it's strange that he hasn't seen anyone in the past few days. The bearded man didn't even notice it, and he dragged on for more than a few days.

The shackles on his wrists have been untied, and the strip of cloth on his eyes is naturally nothing. But Xue Ling didn't take it down. She did lose a lot of blood, but whether she really wanted to die was always counted. Although this will feel powerless, it may not be impossible to hold on.

It's just that people are so ruthless that they use themselves as bait, and the fish is not hooked, how can they be willing to withdraw the net? The woman who delivered the food had already cleaned up the mess on the ground and withdrew, and the blood on the ground had not been cleaned, and the fishy smell had persisted for a long time. Xue Ling curled up in the corner of the bed, hugging his knees, still touching the pain between the bowls in the dark.

The bleeding had stopped, she hadn't even fainted, and it was much better than expected. I can rest assured that I can leave myself in the house, and I must not have any sharp weapons to stay here, so I am disappointed to set off for Beijing in the guise of my daughter. I haven't washed it for three or four days, and there are still some hairpin rings in my hair. I touched it with my hand, picked up the longest one, and slowly pulled it off and felt it, it seemed to be silvery, softer, but still sharp.

There was a creak at the door, and Xue Ling quickly stuffed the hairpin under the pillow. He turned his face slightly, but he didn't speak.

It was the Hu man who came, he untied Xue Ling, lest others come and make a mess, thinking that Xue Ling would not eat, so he sent some more. His letter was handed out, but he didn't know when the little prince would reply. This Han woman still has to be well raised.

Seeing that Xue Ling hadn't taken off the strip of cloth, he was a little surprised. Afraid that Xue Ling really didn't want to live, he put down what he was doing and shouted stiffly: "I won't kill you." ”

Xue Ling wanted to sigh again and listen to this tune. Even if this person can understand Chinese, it is estimated that there are only a few sentences. Get rid of the situation of letting the mermaid flesh, and always calm down in your head. Since she is injured, she always has to replenish her strength, otherwise she will not be able to do anything when people come. If people don't come, they will have to work hard to go. But this will not be too easy to move, otherwise you will probably have to be tied up again. So she pretended to struggle a few times, but she never got out of bed.

I think the Hu man was impatient, and walked to the bed with his things. Xue Ling only felt that there was heat on his face, and his hand followed it, and it felt soft, like a steamed bun. This thing is a rarity here. After a pause, she put it in her mouth and took a bite.

It's really a steamed bun, and it's much better than Jingzhong's craftsmanship.