Bending his hand and patting it, there were two more crisp sounds, Wang Yao opened his mouth wide and wanted to scream in pain, but his mouth was tightly stuffed by his underwear.

"Don't you like to cut off your hand? Today I'm going to let you cut it off. Zhao Xiangling snorted coldly, raised his leg and stepped on it, and Wang Yao's leg, which happened to be not thorough, made another crisp sound and broke.

Cold sweat broke out, Wang Yao couldn't understand how Zhao Xiangling got out, how could she attack herself in such a situation!

The hand is broken, the medicine is indicated, and even the memory of the mother-in-law is useless, why? Forget it once, why do you miss so many times!

He would never figure it out, because Zhao Xiangling would never tell him.

She chuckled and leaned close to Wang Yao's ear, like a ghost: "I still remember one thing, I hate to be touched, of course, if you are not a man, it is another matter." ”

Hearing this, Wang Yao's brain, which was almost fainting in pain, immediately sobered up. His eyes widened and he saw the grim smile on Zhao Xiangling's snow-white face.

Every hair of his hair stood on end. But because the hole was sealed, he couldn't move for half a minute.

The underwear in his mouth told him not to call for help: even if he called for help, it was useless, he had already abandoned everyone, for the sake of the Spring Festival.

Bending the shackles, Zhao Xiangling kicked him under the bed, got up and lifted the bed slightly, pressed Wang Yao's high-spirited in a good position, stepped down, and used all his strength.

When the severe pain came, Wang Yao's eyes widened, his face suddenly turned like gold paper, cold sweat broke out, he whimpered, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

His vein is completely abolished.

Zhao Xiangling was exhausted and fell to his knees. She muttered: "You waste one hand, I waste one leg of yours, fair, very fair." ”

Although this leg is a deadly leg.

Afraid that someone would come in outside, Zhao Xiangling piled all the clothes on Wang Yao and buried him tightly.

Then she lay back on the bed, enduring the menacing pain.

Zhao Xiangling knew how she had won. A person who is cruel to himself will not lose.

The pill in the hairpin that was hidden in the flesh and blood could make her ignore her pain and ignore any medicinal effect for a short time, but its side effects were just as huge.

The original pain, coupled with ten times, erupted after half an hour. Therefore, she only had half an hour to solve Wang Yao.

As it turned out, she won the bet.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Xiangling felt the pain all over his body as if he had been run over by a grinder, as well as the medicinal properties of aphrodisiacs that fluctuated one after another.

ruthlessly, she raised the hairpin and pierced it into the side of her leg, and she bit her lip to prevent herself from exhaling in pain. Bloody, painful, kept her awake but couldn't hold on for long.

The outsiders are not far away, they may come back at any time, and if they lose consciousness, they are at the mercy of others.

Zhao Xiangling clearly knew that it was already the best situation for her to come this far, but it was not the end.

Wang Yao lying here, for her, it was by no means a good result. She needed someone to pick up the pieces.

Li Ruiqing, why haven't you come yet, you bastard!

Closing his eyes, Zhao Xiangling scolded Li Ruiqing again 10,000 times.

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In the palace, there was a hidden danger in a quiet scene, and the two figures hid in the bushes without all the guards, holding their breath.

According to Sun Wunian's identification, Li Ruiqing quickly determined the direction and opened the secret passage, and the two broke in directly without hesitation.

Seeing the secret way, Li Ruiqing could almost confirm that the gang that kidnapped Zhao Xiangling was Wang Yao.

Because the techniques and traces of this secret tunnel excavation are exactly the same as the one he saw before.

With a heavy sense of foreboding in his heart, Li Ruiqing quickened his pace.

At the end of the dark passage was a dry well under a dilapidated Zhuangzi, drilled out of the well, Li Ruiqing and Sun Wunian glanced at each other, and motioned for the two to act separately.

Signaling the signal, Li Ruiqing gathered his men and walked through the roof, looking for the most heavily guarded place.

According to common sense, the place where Zhao Xiangling is located should have the most dead soldiers.

But no. Not a single dead man. Not even the guards.

Li Ruiqing's heart fell to the bottom all of a sudden.

None of the guards said anything, he couldn't have known better.

He swept faster and faster, kicking open the eaves tiles with a light and fast motion, and immediately searched for the next house when he was sure that there was no one below, until he found the corpse of a mother-in-law and the smell of drugs in the air.

Confirmed. This is it.

Li Ruiqing jumped off the roof, heard no sound inside, and pushed the door to enter, but hesitated for a moment. He was afraid, but he couldn't be afraid.

It can't be any longer, not even for a breath.

Almost immediately, the moment he kicked the door open, Li Ruiqing saw Zhao Xiangling, who was curled up at the foot of the bed, covered in blood.

That's Your Majesty. Your Majesty, who has always been flying and domineering.

Crying and laughing as if there has never been a hurt majesty.

Even if it is highly poisonous, you must separate a superior majesty from him.

Li Ruiqing felt that she should have changed her problems a long time ago. Arrogant, willful, reckless, loves to bully people, laughs when he opens his mouth, and sings songs that have no shape.

But he suddenly felt that it was actually quite good, really good, better than her sitting in front of him with a lifeless, dejected head and a pale face.

The footsteps were very heavy, so heavy that Li Ruiqing felt that he couldn't walk, he clenched his fists and almost moved to Zhao Xiangling's side.

He squatted down and slowly hugged Zhao Xiangling.

As if sensing someone, Zhao Xiangling tried hard to open his eyes, saw that it was Li Ruiqing, and bent his lips and smiled: "You are finally here." ”

Li Ruiqing lowered his eyes, hid the look in his eyes, and brushed away the broken hair that was stained on his face by Zhao Xiangling's sweat: "I'm late." ”

Zhao Xiangling smiled, and his former delicate face was pale: "It's not too late." ”

Li Ruiqing didn't speak, just half-knelt, took off his clothes, and carefully wrapped Zhao Xiangling's exposed skin.

He saw the tooth mark on Zhao Xiangling's neck and understood what it was. With his eyes closed, his brain was still stained with blood.

There was blood everywhere.

On the bed, on the curtains, on the floor, on the clothes, everywhere!

What does this mean, Li Ruiqing doesn't want to know, he only has one thought now. Kill, kill them all!

Seeing his own blood stained on his white robe, and seeing the cold color on his face, Zhao Xiangling frowned: "Ruiqing, I think I may be a little dirty." ”

She knew that he hated it more than anything on his white robe. Not to mention so much blood.

Li Ruiqing lowered his head, and his cold color dissipated. He lowered his head and kissed Zhao Xiangling lightly on the forehead, and said softly: "No, it's clean." Your Majesty, go to sleep, and I'll do everything. ”

He could see what medicine Zhao Xiangling had used, and knew that she had already lost the slightest strength if she forcibly exerted force.

Hearing this, Zhao Xiangling was relieved, closed his eyes and fell asleep defenseless. This is the least guarded place, and he can always give himself the greatest peace of mind.

Picking up Zhao Xiangling, Li Ruiqing got up and met Sun Wunian's eyes. The latter's shock could no longer be suppressed, and it was clearly written on the face.

Li Ruiqing's face was as pale as clear water, and only his lips were pale.

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