Chapter 50: A Thousand Miles of Dreams (41)
Zhao Ji, who was kneeling on the ground, never looked up, deeply immersed in his sadness, and the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls kneeling beside him also cried low one by one, although the tears kept flowing, but they didn't dare to make a sound.
"Zhao Ji, my patience is limited, do you agree or not!" Wan Yan Sheng's voice was like frost.
Zhao Ji did not react.
After Yan Sheng was furious, he walked down from the seat and kicked at Zhao Ji, how could Lan Xi let him succeed, before he kicked Zhao Ji, he had leg cramps and couldn't move.
Several attendants hurriedly came up to help, and Wan Yan Sheng limped back to his seat angrily.
"Zhao Ji, do you think there is nothing I can do if you don't agree?" Wan Yan Sheng's voice suddenly became obscene.
Glancing at a samurai beside him, he saw that the samurai suddenly grabbed a girl's shirt and tore it off, and the girl's body was suddenly exposed, so frightened that the girl hurriedly covered her chest.
"Father, save me!" The girl was so frightened that she cried and begged Zhao Ji again and again.
Zhao Ji raised his head suddenly, killing intent burst out in his eyes, his eyes were covered with bright red bloodshots, and his fists were oozing bloodshot because they were clenched too tightly. However, when he saw Yan Sheng's cynical eyes, these angers gradually disintegrated, and finally he hung his head down heavily, and said in an undetectable tone: "I, no, the minister agrees!" ”
Wan Yansheng smiled proudly and glanced at the attendant beside him.
The waiter took a plate and put it in front of Zhao Ji.
Lan Xi was already trembling with anger, she didn't understand why Zhao Ji was so cowardly and incompetent now, and she was unwilling to protect her daughter and let others bully!
I saw Zhao Ji pick up the brush tremblingly with a pair of hands covered with scars and dirt, and after a short pause, he wrote on the paper: Chen Ji was ordered to summon 6 ministers and daughters to give the inner clan as women, and expressed his gratitude.
Because his hands were too shaky, even the thin gold body of the past had changed shape, and he couldn't tell who did it.
After writing, Zhao Ji's whole person was like a deflated ball, and he couldn't straighten up anymore.
The girls were already numb from crying, looking at their father like strangers, Zhao Ji didn't even have the courage to look up, he lowered his head stiffly, and the whole person seemed to have lost his life.
"Take it down!" After Yan Sheng's order, Zhao Ji and the girls were taken out of the tent separately, and the girls' cries along the way gradually became inaudible, and they didn't know where they were taken, but Zhao Ji didn't even turn back once, like a walking corpse.
After returning to the pit, Zhao Huan kept asking Zhao Ji, "Father, father, what did you do just now?" Why do I hear a lot of people crying, why do I seem to hear the voice of the eleventh sister, father, you speak! ”
But Zhao Ji never said a word, looked up at the sky, and kept seeing the sun setting in the west and the moon rising on the mountain.
Lan Xi just kept hiding in the air, watching him in a daze until a day and night passed.
"Feng Ming, what the hell are you thinking?" In the quiet night, there was silence everywhere, and a cool voice came to Zhao Ji's ears.
Zhao Ji's whole body trembled, and he hurriedly stood up to find the owner of the voice, but unfortunately because he stood too hard, he hit his head on the iron railing, and the whole person curled up together in pain, trembling constantly.
Zhao Huan was about to wake up because he was alarmed by the sound, but he was shot away by Lan Xi's soul power and fell into a coma again.
Lan Xi saw that Zhao Ji was very painful, and he couldn't bear it, and another soul power shot out to soothe Zhao Ji's physical and soul pain.
The pain in his body was relieved, and Zhao Ji couldn't wait to shout: "Ximeng, is it you?" Is that you? ”
Lan Xi sighed and showed his form, "It's me!" ”
Zhao Ji burst into tears with excitement, and his voice changed tone, "Ximeng, why did you come, I waited so hard for you!" "A face full of filth and wrinkles, the muscles of which were constantly shaking with excitement.
"Don't get excited, Feng Ming, didn't I come to see you? I didn't know you were suffering such a sin! "Lan Xi's eyes are red.
When Zhao Ji heard this, he suddenly turned his back again, "Ximeng, you go quickly, it's very dangerous here, and people like me are not worth your risk!" "Reading a book and finding the latest chapters by yourself? You're out, WeChat attention Beauty editor helps you find books! It's really a good book to flirt with girls!