He Mengxi woke up and found himself in a horse pit.

Hurriedly looked at his costume, it was an ancient dress, covered with soft armor, and the soft armor was stained with blood.

At this time, she felt pain, elbows, and legs, a burning pain, pain into the bone marrow.

Although her mind was in turmoil, she understood her situation.

She, crossed.

But why crossed, she can't remember.

The vague memory seems to be related to the time shuttle.

She didn't have time to think about it, her instinct drove her to save herself as soon as possible.

However, it was too late.

There was a shout, deafening.

She looked up, and the trap was surrounded by soldiers in ancient costumes with knives, bright and dazzling sharp weapons facing her, all fierce and vicious, staring, as if they had a deep hatred with her.

She was captured.

Moreover, she was not treated kindly.

All the people gritted their teeth when they saw her.

"Revenge"

"Avenge the king's ruler"

Many people were shouting.

In fact, she is ignorant, she has just crossed over, and she doesn't know if she has come to BC or AD.

I don't know my age, my looks, or even my identity.

She was tied up very roughly, grabbed by the hair and raised her head, and poured an unknown liquid that was so bitter that she retched.

It's not over, she was picked up, punched and kicked, and vented her anger by those who shouted for revenge.

She has no ability to resist, although she won a black belt in taekwondo and a champion in martial arts in her previous life, but now, she is in pain and weak, and she can't do anything at all.

She couldn't sit still, her mind was racing, she was looking for a way to save herself.

The brain flashback, and in the body he occupied, there seemed to be a residual memory of the owner.

She was in a mess of fists and feet, desperately searching for the remaining memories.

Her name is Chen Meiyu, she is the princess of Chen Guo, this time in the southern expedition, she went to war with her father and brother, and won battles in a row.

Until her father was seriously ill, until the opposing camp kept scolding and fighting, until she couldn't bear it anymore and went out to war.

As a result, she was lured into a trap pit, which was a trap set by the enemy for her.

She was tricked.

The leg was injured and could not stand, and it was impossible to escape.

The fate of the ancient prisoner of war was very tragic, and she was still a woman.

Chen Meiyu knew how the enemy would treat the female captive, and she couldn't bear that kind of abuse.

Instead of being caught, toyed and humiliated by those soldiers, it is better to cut yourself off and save your clean body.

Chen Meiyu made a quick decision and was willing to gamble and lose.

This time it was her fault, she had to bear it, she pulled out her knife and committed suicide, when He Mengxi crossed.

And He Mengxi occupied her body in a daze, He Mengxi's crossing was for rebirth, she didn't want to die.

Her brain turned, and she returned to reality, and the soldiers, tearing at her, and the abuse continued.

Bloodstained soft armor was ripped off, and dresses were torn.

Slaps, fists, and slaps in the face.

Her hair was grabbed and she was dragged back and forth on the ground by laughing soldiers.

Someone also deliberately kicked the wound in her leg.

She held back at first, but a kick to the wound made her scream out loud and involuntarily.

This is how the world greeted her?

She suddenly felt that Chen Meiyu's decision was right, and it was better to die than to be humiliated like this.

Just when she was in utter despair and utter despair, she burst into the air like a thunderclap.

"Stop!"

All at once the heavens and the earth were silent, the soldiers stopped, she was thrown into the dust, she had no strength, she was paralyzed to the ground, and at this time, she was a lamb to be slaughtered, and she did not even have the strength to cry.

"Go back, what a system!" The man snorted.

One by one, the soldiers suddenly changed their faces, fell silent, and retreated silently.

Only five or six people remained on the training ground.

"General!" A non-commissioned officer with a beard on his face respectfully saluted a young man in a purple robe.

"Hmm!" A cold snort.

"She has killed so many of us, and the king,...... What do you think about it? The bearded man asked.

The young general glanced coldly at Chen Meiyu, who was paralyzed on the ground.

"You guys, deal with her!"

He Mengxi, who was still quite conscious, snorted in despair when he heard this.

Is this going to put her to death, she was executed as soon as she crossed over, and she was also ...... It's so wronged.

She struggled to look up at the man who had given the order.

She wanted to take a look, who was going to kill her, who was it, and made her hard-won crossing a joke.

A majestic man, standing with his hands in his hands, his back to her, dark purple brocade robe, ornate ornamentation, shrouded in a halo of indifference.

The sun was dazzling, and she smelled death.

She closed her gaze and sighed secretly, give up, this time it was for nothing.

The man didn't even bother to look at her, and walked away in disgust, the light footsteps, to He Mengxi's ears, were the voice of death.

With a wave of her hand, she was immediately lifted up and dragged to a thatched hut.

She closed her eyes, and she decided to bear the death.

Once she loses the courage to live, she loses her spirit, and this is her state at this time.

"Leader, let her die like this, it's a pity, she's the princess of Chen Guo!" An obscene voice puffed her eardrums.

"What do you want?" The bearded man asked.

"Our brothers have played with her enough, and it's not too late to kill her!" The lewd voice grinned.

The beard was a little disdainful: "What do you mean?" ”

He asked the people around him, and there was a chorus of echoes.

"Okay"

"Sooner or later, he's a dead man."

The bearded man snorted, "...... Well, just keep quiet and let the general know, and you're going to die. ”

"I know that the leader is a good person, Xiaohu, you go to the door to guard the ......, rest assured, you have your share ......!"

A chaotic sound of footsteps went away, the beard walked away, and Xiaohu went to the door to guard.

Although death was already predicted, what He Mengxi never expected was that he would suffer more terrible humiliation before he died.

It's really unlucky, this crossing is too unsuccessful, it's unlucky enough to cross into the trap pit, it's sad enough to be captured, and now it's going to be violated by a bottomless line.

Chen Meiyu's decision is too right, it is better to die in the trap.

At this time, He Mengxi regretted not being at the beginning.

In extreme despair, He Mengxi was framed, dragged and tied to a wooden shelf by several rough big hands.

The wound on her leg was painful and numb, and she opened her eyes one last time to see the world.

It's sunny outside, but it's eerie inside, this is hell, and there are five imps in front of you.

She screamed miserably and lost consciousness.