Chapter 332: The Secret of Death

"Childe!" Book Feather's voice.

"I say!" Xiao Xuande's shout.

Wen Nian's movements paused, and the long sword instantly entered the sheath.

Wen Nian motioned for Ji Yu to wait, and his angular and narrow eyes stared at Xiao Xuande: "I'll only give you one chance." ”

"She, she's in Juqianyuan." After speaking, he coughed up blood and trembled: "I don't want to die......"

Hearing Juqianyuan, Wen Nian was already pale, and even the last trace of blood faded in an instant. He directly pressed the hilt of the sword heavily on the wound on Xiao Xuande's leg, and Xiao Xuande screamed in pain.

Only then did Ju Yu say: "Childe, someone just said that someone has already left the house with the princess." ”

Wen Nian took the hilt of the sword away, it seemed that Xiao Xuande was not lying, he swept the corner of Xiao Xuande's eyes with a cold light: "You better pray that she is okay." ”

Wen Nian turned around and left, and he couldn't delay for a moment.

"Y-Are you telling the truth?!" Xiao Xuande tried his best to ask the last sentence, but he didn't get a response. All that remained in the room was the heavy smell of blood and his panicked shock.

At the moment when Wen Nian's sword was about to fall, it was true that he didn't want to die, and more importantly, it was the secret that Wen Nian told him, even he didn't know, but Wen Nian knew! He didn't want to die like that. Xiao Xuande would rather it be a lie told by Wen Nian in order to trap his words, but he knew that it would not be......

Wen Nian didn't bother to tell such a lie that would be easily exposed, he would rather kill Xiao Xuande with a sword.

The Linchuan Mansion was in chaos, but Xiao Xuande's heart was no longer in the mansion.

Outside the palace of Linchuan Wangfu.

Wen Nian turned over and got on the horse, his cold face was more indifferent and tense than before, the horse whip was held in the palm of his knuckle knuckles, with a whip sound, the black hair flew in the night, the white clothes were like snow, and in the night they were like meteors passing in Jiankang City, and the unruly young man who fell from the sky actually understood the feeling of fear tonight.

Shu Yu and Rong Yu rode behind him, constantly flicking their horsewhips frantically to barely keep up.

……

The rope on Yu Yao's body was untied, something was stuffed in her mouth, and the three of them dragged her out and threw her into the cold courtyard.

Yu Yao suddenly lost her fear at this moment.

The last time she was beaten was in the palace, and she had never been so frightened at that time, she was isolated, wronged, and miserable.

But this time, it will be more dangerous than last time, and maybe there will be no chance to go back, but she can accept it calmly. She thought she was desperate, but when she closed her eyes, a person appeared in front of her.

"I'll take care of you."

"Don't be afraid."

"Come with me."

Whether you can save yourself or not, it seems to be enough.

At this time, several family members came up and forcibly pulled Yu Yao up, and at the same time, two wooden sticks came from behind Yu Yao's legs, and the intense pain spread all over her body, and she fell to her knees uncontrollably.

They forced her to kneel.

The girls here could not be beaten with sticks, and could not dance when they were seriously injured, so they skillfully changed the long whips and brought a bucket of water to soak them.

Yu Yao slowly closed her eyes.

The whip swept through the courtyard sky, making a piercing and sharp wind sound, and slammed into Yu Yao's back, her whole body rushed forward, her mouth was gagged, she only gasped desperately, a strong dull pain accompanied by skin tearing, Yu Yao's fingers bent and clasped the ground, only a low whimper came out of her nose, and soon disappeared into the night with the wind.