Xiao Yao said: "Li Jinghua did about half of it for chastity and fame, and half for her uncle and herself to avoid harm." The young master is laughing at this? ”

The young master looked up at the slender figure who had not entered the corner of the alleyway, and said in his heart: Xiao Yao, this time, you can't see it as clearly as me-

A woman's appearance is much more important than her life.

Without a beautiful face, she can't marry someone, or she can't marry a good person, that's a really fatal thing, and the most important thing is her ugly reputation, which will accompany her for the rest of her life.

Therefore, if others encounter this kind of thing, the more beautiful they are, the more they will choose to commit suicide between disfigurement and suicide.

Li Jinghua chose disfigurement, which shows that she doesn't care about her ugly reputation. An ugly reputation can be more painful for a woman than a reputation for unchastity.

How can a person who doesn't care about the reputation of ugliness deliberately leave a reputation for chastity on the populace?

Moreover, with Li Jinghua's skills, he can subdue the ghosts. After subduing the ghosts, why worry about those rabble losing their leaders and not scattering birds and beasts?

The young master frowned: Why did Li Jinghua disfigure himself? Could it be that she has a unique aesthetic and has to be deliberately disfigured?

"It's that I think too much......" The young master shook his head: Maybe Li Jinghua is young, although he is a practitioner, but when he is in a panic, he can only choose to harm himself.

However, this woman is really a fierce one.

Like her dad! No matter how much you try to win over, you will remain neutral...... It's like a stubborn cow!

When people were competing to praise Li Jinghua's reputation as a martyr, Li Jinghua was in a small hospital in the town, and the silence of Ye Xisheng's suppressed black face, as well as Wu Jinfeng's crying, made his head full of black lines.

"Jinghua, you're crying out in pain! You are so silent, it makes my aunt feel uncomfortable. Wu Jinfeng cried for a long time, twitching and twitching.

"It hurts, it hurts." Li Jinghua agreed, grinning and saying a word, because his expression was too big, and he was holding the injury on the left side of his face, and he couldn't help frowning.

Pain, for her, I don't know how many years ago.

Long-term training and tasks, bumps and injuries are common. I still remember that she broke her left hand when she was training at the age of ten, and she also cried bitterly at that time, but in exchange for a severe beating from the instructor.

From then on, she understood that she would not cry out even if she died of pain, except in the case of deliberately making people sympathetic. Especially at this moment, her not shouting, not crying, but even more pitiful to Ye Xisheng and Wu Jinfeng.

"Silly boy, what are you doing here?" Wu Jinfeng didn't mention anything that made Li Jinghua cry out in pain, but urged the doctor who treated Li Jinghua's wounds to come: "You should be lighter." ”

"It's light enough." The old doctor kept a solemn face, gave Li Jinghua medicine, and bandaged it, and the long strip of cloth started from the left side of Li Jinghua's face, bypassed the chin, and then around the back of the head......

Looking at the little girl in front of him who didn't make a sound, the old doctor was quite shocked: "You really made such a strain?" ”

Li Jinghua nodded.

"What did you hurt?"

"Weigh the hook." Ye Xisheng thought of Li Jinghua's self-harm at that time, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Weigh the hook?" The old doctor looked at Li Jinghua, who was sitting calmly and quietly, his face was pale with pain, and his hands were clenched but he didn't say a word, and he gasped: There are many people who use sharp weapons to self-harm, but they use hooks to self-harm, but they are the first time he has seen them in decades of medical practice.