This kind of praise made Fang Ye's neck run cold, but he was used to following Ma Gang majesticly, and he didn't take such a threat to heart. He has been calling for wind and rain in Dawoyuan for many years, and he has long recognized a truth, there is only one master!

Fang Ye wanted to sneer at each other, but Ma Cheng had already turned his horse's head and left quickly. Outside the Wuzhu room, Eagle Frost and others were there. Seeing Ma Cheng coming in a hurry, he wanted to speak and stopped. Ma Cheng only glanced at him, and ran straight in without stopping for a moment.

Wuzhu lay on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, as if she was asleep. But his face was bloodless, and his hair was unkempt. Ma Cheng suppressed his anger, his breathing slowed, and he sat down next to him lightly, lifting the corner of the thin quilt.

Even in the dim light, she could still see clearly what she had just experienced, and there were bruises everywhere on her originally smooth and fair skin.

Ma Cheng's breathing was short, and he hurriedly covered her with the quilt again, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and he felt like a brazier under his buttocks, and he bounced up in an instant.

It was this result that was expected, and seeing it with his own eyes still made him a little at a loss. For a while, hatred and regret didn't know that it was that emotion that took over, making him want to rush out and kill people, but also want to hold people in his arms and appease them.

For a while, there was some inadversity.

Yingshuang and the others were outside, and they didn't hear any sounds like smashing things, so they exchanged glances and left one after another.

Ma Cheng's cronies stayed outside the door, not daring to leave or enter, and only after a long time did they dare to ask: "Childe, do you want to ask for a doctor?" ”

This sentence finally woke Ma Cheng, he turned around and walked to the bed again, and lifted the quilt with one hand.

As if feeling the cold, Wuzhu's body shrank and was about to wake up.

Ma Cheng's breathing was depressed, and his pupils were dilated. It's not that he hasn't had other women, but he's never taken pleasure in being abused. If the scars in front of him were on other people's bodies, he might not be indifferent, but at this time, it was on Wuzhu, who he was most distressed about. For a while, his eyes were hot, and his hands holding the quilt were bruised.

He wants to kill, he has to kill!

"Childe......" The cronies shouted again, "Someone from the patriarch's side came to spread the word, saying, "The relatives are shocked, and the intuition of Ma Cheng is already on the verge of an outbreak, so I am afraid that it will be the barrel of oil poured on the fire." "What you did before, he remembers, it's interest ......"

However, it was still quiet inside, and there was no expected thunderstorm. After waiting for a while, the cronies couldn't figure out what the master inside was going to do.

Ma Cheng didn't even hear what he said, at this time, there was a fierce confrontation going on in his mind, and a tyrannical emotion was clamoring for him to make a decision immediately, for the sake of today's humiliation and the old grudges of the past, and reason was sparing no effort to persuade him, to let him endure again, everything was under control, and it wouldn't be long before he could completely overthrow the beast sitting on his head as a prestige!

What the two emotions have in common is that the person must die, the difference is only sooner or later.

There was a dead silence in the room, and the coldness exuded from Ma Cheng's body seemed to be really felt, Wuzhu slowly opened his eyes, and when his eyes gradually became clear, the back on the side came into view.

Seeing him, Wuzhu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, at least compared to that person, this person was always more familiar.

Ma Cheng turned around and saw that she was about to pull something to cover her body, her expression was indifferent, there was no pain and nothing else.

"I'll avenge you." A few cold and hard words spit out of Ma Cheng's mouth.

The corners of Wuzhu's eyes jumped, and her eyes rolled, not looking at him. The other end of the thin quilt that covered half of his body was still in his hand, and she wanted to pull it back.

No response?

Ma Cheng stared at her.

How a normal woman would react when she encountered such a situation, he probably thought about it. Even though Northland women are usually regarded as playthings, and the concept of chastity is not very strong, they should not be so indifferent. If you get bitten by a dog, you should shed a few tears, right?

Wuzhu seemed to feel the gaze staring at him getting stronger, yes, it was like being bitten by a dog, is there a big difference between being bitten by this dog and another dog? Is the one who bites first sovereign?

After a wave of indignation, Wuzhu calmed down for a moment, no, this "mouth" can't be in vain, she still has something to do!

She shifted slightly, facing inward, and straightened the quilt as if she were going to lie down again.

Ma Cheng stepped forward a few steps, put his hands on her shoulders and let him face him, and was about to vent his dissatisfaction, when he saw the tears that flowed down her cheeks, as if she was frozen, and she couldn't move a finger.

She cried......

These days, since she was forcibly left behind by him, she has made trouble, escaped, and committed suicide, but she has not shed tears......

Ma Cheng's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and he pulled it twice from side to side. It hurts, but it allows him to find some traces of life.

Wuzhu didn't look at his eyes, twisted his face to the side, and didn't cooperate. "Let go of me, I'm going to sleep."

"I said, I'll avenge you!"

Wuzhu closed his eyes for a moment and blurted out: "That's your father......" and then trembled like a frightened person, "No, you're just like him, you're all beasts, you're all people who hurt me!" ”

As he spoke, he pushed him away, slowly lay down, as if he had touched a wound somewhere, and took a "hiss" breath.

Ma Cheng's eyes were full of bruises and purple traces on her body, Ma Gang's methods of dealing with women were full of tricks, and he had also heard a little, at this time, he really just wanted to slap dozens of ear scrapers on his face, and he accidentally didn't protect her for a while, so that she could suffer such a catastrophe.

"Find a doctor." Ma Cheng commanded outside.

Before the guards could agree, Wuzhu suddenly screamed: "Don't, don't!" ”

Ma Cheng bent down and held her down: "I don't know where you are injured, you will feel better if you find a doctor to use some medicine." ”

There was an indescribable fear and resentment in Wuzhu's eyes: "I don't want it, my messy body, how many people have seen it!" ”

This sentence inexplicably hit the softest part of Ma Cheng's heart, he let out a suppressed roar in his throat, hugged her with all his might, pressed his palm on her shoulder, and said in a low and suppressed voice: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I won't let anyone hurt you again!" ”

Uzhu didn't seem to understand, still pushing him, resisting him. "I don't want to see the doctor, I don't see anyone, I don't see anyone, you go, you go!"

Ma Cheng whimpered, let go of her and strode away, and after going out, he closed the door tightly, and looked down without knowing what he was thinking.

The cronies tentatively said: "Childe? ”

Ma Cheng turned around and slowly raised his head, his chest heaving, obviously suppressing his emotions.

"Go to the gate of the palace to guard, see Helan Qin and Yingqiu, and ask them to wait for me in Helan Mansion."

The cronies didn't dare to ask more, so they were ordered to leave, and just a few steps after they walked out, they saw the eagle coming.

Ma Cheng walked straight towards her, and Ying Xuan felt a little uneasy in his heart. Wuzhu's matter, the effort to walk here from the gate was enough for her to understand what was happening. The point is that she promised Ma Cheng to help guard Wuzhu, and she can't escape the blame for such a thing.

"I'm sorry ......"

"Come out with me!"

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