Still holding a bone fan in his hand, Mo Yichen was like a handsome boy, staring at the jade beads, "Do you still like the gift I gave you?" ”

Yuzhu didn't speak, she wanted to open her mouth, but she only spit out a mouthful of blood.

And her mouth was empty, and the tongue had already been ruthlessly cut off because the men thought it was too noisy.

Her eyes were bloodshot with anger, and Yuzhu bit her lower lip so hard that she almost bit off a piece of flesh.

"Hehehe, Yuzhu, hate Mu Huanyan if you hate, your master is incompetent, so he can't protect you. It was Mu Huanyan who hurt you. Mo Yichen sneered, his figure retreated, and he quietly blended into the darkness.

No, it's not, it's not!

Yuzhu angrily wanted to let Mo Yichen come back, but unexpectedly, the man's palm in front of her waved over and slapped her hard.

Syllable!

Half of her face was crooked, and Yuzhu's delicate skin was covered with hot slap marks, but she held back and didn't say a word.

"Damn slut, scream, you can make a sound without a tongue, you call Lao Tzu!" At this moment, the man who was torturing Yuzhu was even more ruthless, allowing the ground to be covered with blood, still pinching Yuzhu's neck.

Raising the twisted arm, Yuzhu endured the severe pain and took the man's hand.

Then, gently, with a hint of obedience, he brought the man's hand to his lips.

When the men saw this, the corners of their mouths were full of evil smiles.

"Dead girl, you finally know how to please men?" Before the man finished speaking, Yuzhu's eyes were full of viciousness, and he took a hard bite and bit off one of his fingers.

"Ahhh The man let out a terrible scream, jumped up from the spot, and roared angrily, "Slut, you dare to bite me, hit me, beat her to death!" ”

More than a dozen men flew over like evil wolves, punching and kicking at Yuzhu.

All over the body was smashed, especially the back of the head, and he was hit hard.

Clearly felt the warm blood flowing down from the top of his head, and Yuzhu fell to the ground in pieces, tears silently running through his eyes.

She didn't want to die yet......

At the very least, at least look at the young lady again......

"Yuzhu!!"

A heart-rending call came, the door of the hall was ruthlessly smashed, and the desolate moonlight spilled in, making Yuzhu recognize the person who rushed in at once.

Even with the light on her back, she could still see Mu Huanyan's pale face clearly.

Mu Huan's pale little face was full of panic and helplessness, an expression that Yuzhu had never seen before.

Seeing Mu Huanyan rushing over, Yuzhu finally relieved.

Fortunately, Mo Yichen lied to her, but fortunately, Miss is really fine.

Her wish has also come true.

A miserable smile appeared on the face of the beaten blue nose and swollen face, and Yuzhu's trembling fingers gently hooked Mu Huanyan's.

Then, obediently closed his eyes.

"Yuzhu, don't be afraid. I'll take you home, and we'll go home. In a panic, she took out all the pills on her body and stuffed them into Yuzhu's mouth, Mu Huanyan broke her mouth, only to find that Yuzhu's tongue had been cut off.

The pale and fragile human being, who had been tortured into an inhuman form, was lying peacefully in her arms at the moment, stunned and breathless.

The temperature slipped away from Yuzhu's body little by little, making Mu Huanyan tremble even more.