The sky gradually darkened, the sky was full of dark clouds, and the wind was constantly whimpering. The next moment, big drops of cold rain crackled down, and bewitching splashes bloomed on the surface of the lake. He Angelica stared out of the cabin window, the dark and crystal lake seemed to be able to swallow everything.

Will this storm and the raging lake, the lake of night that has swallowed countless lives, swallow her too?

She couldn't think more, and when she left the warm nest, she realized that she was still the useless and weak woman who couldn't protect the person she wanted to protect, and how could she be strong and self-reliant; She can't let go of every good fate in the world, how can she see it openly, how can she talk about enlightenment? Such a gloomy and cold mood met her unexpectedly all the time.

Today is the middle of the night on the fourth day of the fourth month of April, the fourth day of her kidnapping by the Snow Owl Thirteen. During this period, she had seen mint, Jinjia and Yinyi, and was abducted with Qing'er to a dark barge, but when she was anesthetized by a stranger alone and bought with both silver and goods, she could no longer continue to protect Qing'er and them, and they could not redeem her. Even if you are reluctant to give up, when the situation is stronger than others, you have to settle for your own life.

Her mute disease has not been cured - in fact, it has not been cured, the abductor just sighs that a stunning person is a mute, and how much money she has lost - she has no need to worry about her except to call Qing'er in ventriloquism, and she can not do more.

The person who bought her was Guan Mo, tonight was the first night she was resold, the anesthetic in her limbs had only faded by less than thirty percent, her hands and feet were wooden and she couldn't use her strength, she seemed to be unable to do anything except lie down and think hard. However, in the face of the evil eyes of Guan Moqi, who came to see her, she had always been calm, and she panicked in her heart, and she had a sense of powerlessness.

This green and yellow sailing boat, drifting in a swelling lake, from dusk to evening, He Angelica can only be motionless at the mercy of others. The only thing to be thankful for is that Guan Mo is a wealthy son who pays attention to pomp and extravagance, and now he has bought the woman he wants to buy the most in recent years at a high price, but he is not like an ordinary anxious ghost in the world, and he didn't put up his sails and hurriedly parked in the harbor.

For her, Guan Mo is still extremely patient. First, he sent three of his personal maids over, served her restrained movement to bathe in fragrant soup, drained the water from her hair, and steamed her four-foot green silk with plum blossom incense, combed it smoothly and pulled it well. When the night came, as if to torment her patience, he set up a game of wine and gambling in the front hall, and played it with great joy, but locked her in the delicate embroidery room in the deepest part of the cabin, and let her suffer herself slowly.

No matter how patient he is, no matter how much he grinds her fright, and breaks her will, he still can't wait long. She knows that, too.

The three pretty maids all served in the front hall, only a deaf old mother sat in front of the stove to put the fire together, He Angelica lay on the couch weakly, looking at the felt carpet and brocade wrapped on the canopy wall of the indoor cabin, and said sarcastically, she and herself are a couple, a deaf and a mute, and they save each other's trouble, heh.

On the table in front of him was a bowl of almond porridge with green stems, which looked soft and sticky, which was very suitable for the spleen and stomach, with two pickles and a glass of sake next to it. At this time, the anesthetic she inhaled had gradually faded by thirty percent, thinking about where she would get the strength to not eat, and only with the strength could she find a way to escape, no matter how bad it was, she should be a full ghost. So she didn't alarm the old woman who was sitting on her back, and struggled to sit up and eat by herself.

The taste of the porridge is very delicious, just look at the appearance is a bowl of vegetarian porridge, she tastes it until she eats it, and the base of the porridge is actually the "Jiuzhen Dew" that has been entered. Nine treasures, bird's nest, deer tendon, yellow lip jiao, shark fin, white fungus, anchovy, wide belly, fish lips, skirt these nine kinds, after cooking, only the essence is left, with a new thick silk instead of gauze, filter out the rest of the dregs. Three catties of nine treasures, the finished product is only a small cup of nine treasures, and to boil a bowl of porridge, but it takes at least half a pot of nine treasures to simmer slowly to produce a bowl of soft porridge. Therefore, this porridge is probably more expensive and nourishing than the flowing water feast of the three tables.

Guan Mo greeted her with such a bowl of porridge, and the degree of attention can be imagined; But he didn't let the girl serve her to eat, and he didn't even send an eyeliner to take a look, she didn't eat this bowl of expensive porridge. On the contrary, it shows that Guan Mo is a person who knows her very well, knowing that her temper is hard and stubborn, the more people serve her carefully, the more rebellious she is, and the more unattended she is, the more comfortable she is, and she expects that she wants to eat to recover her strength, and then she will try to plan, that is, she will swallow it in a big gulp if she is only given a bowl of porridge, not to mention such a delicious porridge that replenishes her body.

After a while, she ate the bowl of almond Jiuzhen dew porridge, and also raised her head and drank the cup of sake, only to understand why the porridge should be accompanied by wine, it turned out to dissolve Jiuzhen's greasyness. After eating, her strength was immediately regained, and she began to unload the panes of the cabin wholeheartedly. Because the old mother was deaf and sat with her back to her, she was relieved and bold to pick up the window.

Anyway, she has an excellent water ability that can't drown in ice water, even if she jumps off the boat, she can swim in the water for three days on the lake where there is no boat shadow in front and behind. With a bowl of porridge in her stomach, she doesn't have to eat, save herself first, and then try to save Qing'er and them.

However, people are not as good as heaven, although the bowl of porridge nourishes yin and cleanses and gives her strength, I don't know what kind of rausch aphrodisiac is added to it. When the medicinal properties gradually rose to the lower abdomen and burned a wave of false fire, she understood that Guan Mo had not been in a hurry to be willing, he didn't like Mu Meiren who had no strength and no interest, so he wanted to let her recover her strength and then fiddle with her.

Her cheeks flushed, she gasped, and shook the pane under her hand with all her might, trying to jump into the cold water of the lake at night to cure the antidote, or just do it? She didn't believe that God had let her go through so many tribulations, but he only gave her a loss in the hands of Guan Mo's lewd people.

"Bang, bang, bang", just as she was shaking the pane under her hand and her hand was red and bruised, a giant male palm leaned over from behind, resting on her chest and kneading, making her gasp. It's Guan Mo, he must be pretending to be gambling outside, but in fact, he is pinching the time in his heart.

Sure enough, after Guan Mo, who was stained with alcohol all over her body, overwhelmed her, a pair of giant palms went up and down her hands, licking her snow neck wantonly with her lips and teeth, and laughed: "Candle night in the cave room, life is a little Dengke, I will be proud tonight." ”

He Angelica looked at the deaf mother sitting with her back in a panic, she hadn't even turned her head to look! Guan Mo, this shameless prodigal! What to do? What hole cards does she have in her hand? Should she use her ventriloquist to speak and negotiate conditions with Guan Mo, who has a lot of color? Or is it that the hero doesn't suffer from the loss, endure this time first, and then try to take revenge in the future......

Her struggles were weak and weak, and they did nothing to stop Guan Mo except to make him amuse and add to his fun, and at this moment, the smoldering and blazing flames were already burning more and more in her body. Could it be that today she can only ...... Consciousness dissipated, and the teeth bit out the blood from their lower lip, and the pain did not bring back their senses...... Therefore, she has no other way to live except to lose herself to the thief, but only if she lives, the hope of Qing'er and the others being rescued is greater......

"Click!"

Suddenly, there was a change in the cabin, it was the deaf old mother who suddenly pulled out a steel knife with a length of a ruler, and in a flash, she stabbed Guan Mo in the back, and laughed wildly: "Adulterous thief!" Give back my daughter's life! "It turned out to be a bitter lord who had been harmed by Guan Mo's daughter.

Guan Mo is embracing a beauty, going around when he is having fun, the reason why he keeps his mother to serve in the house is just to get excited, who knew that this kind of change would happen? Fortunately, no matter how ruthless the old mother's strength is, it is limited, and he is a master of protecting the body. The old mother stabbed her, turned around and ran out of the outer room, Guan Mo just wanted to catch her, and it was good to scrape the work with three knives and five blades, so he threw away the half-disconnected beauty on the couch at the moment, and covered his back with one hand to chase the assassin.

He Angelica struggled to sit up, not to run away at this time, but when? The crisis had sparked her potential, and this time she shook it twice, and the dead pane was shaken open. She was delighted and did not hesitate, took a big breath, and jumped out of the window into the cold and dark waters. Despite her mental preparation, she was still stimulated enough, and barely swam a few dozen feet, far away from the green and yellow sailboat, and her left calf began to cramp.

She gritted her teeth and grabbed her calf hard, forcing it to fight for some breath with the pain. Although it didn't work very well, he insisted on treading water in the end and didn't sink down.

There is a way to count three steps and take one step, when she is in the cabin, she can't just think about one jump ship without a follow-up plan, then she might as well stay on the ship and be Guan Mo's confiner. Now, her destination is to anchor at the water's edge, and she won't be able to paddle on her own, so what she needs to do now is ......

"Whoa—whoa—whoa—"

Suddenly, a soft whistle sounded in the air, a sound that sounded very familiar to her, the sound of a feather arrow breaking through the air. Accompanied by this voice, there was also a threat from Guan Mo: "If I can't get you, it's useless for me to keep you, you either beg for mercy yourself, or be the soul of my arrow, whether you want to die or live, it depends on whether you cherish your life." Obviously, it was Guan Mo on the ship who was furious when he found out that she had escaped, and he wanted to use this method to find her, and he could not find it and kill her.

However, Guan Mo's viciousness didn't stop there, he couldn't hear from He Angelica, he sneered again, and shouted at Fang Yuanyili: "You are so cold and jade, you want to die to save your name, of course I can understand you." But don't forget, I know the contact information of the kidnapping boat, and it is very easy to buy another woman on the ship. If you don't want to pay your debts, I'll have to buy someone else to vent my unhappiness - I can vaguely see that among the more than 20 girls, there are also my cousin and her maid, haha! ”

He Angelica scolded Guan Mo in his heart, no matter how naughty Qing'er is, he can get into trouble again, and he is also his own cousin, he can talk about her in cold blood like a stranger, and there is no duty in his words, which is really chilling.

She avoided the rain of arrows while gritting her teeth and insisting on paddling, Guan Mo didn't know about her becoming dumb, thinking that she was just awkward and ignored him, so even if she really wanted to surrender and beg for mercy now, she couldn't make a loud voice in ventriloquism. It's really a dead end in ambush on all sides, how to dismantle it?

The rain of arrows above her head became more and more dense, and one of them grazed her shoulder in a thrilling way, bringing a hot pain, and Guan Mo's shouts were sometimes close and sometimes far away, but they never stopped. Until half an hour later, she was exhausted, but Guan Mo had not exhausted his lust and patience, and he had the posture of seeing people dead and corpses, even if the fishnet salvaged her corpse, she would have to practice it once - is it really heaven to kill her?

Just when she was physically and mentally exhausted, wondering whether to simply let go of herself, a powerful force restrained her and pulled her into a strong chest. Fear made her body stiffen immediately, and the big rough palm covered her snort, cutting off her remaining breathing. The power that came from that person was so powerful that it made her timid.

In the next moment, the grip was released. The big hands turned from strong to gentle touch, and she trembled, only at the mercy of the man, and turned around to look into a pair of bottomless black eyes.

In the darkness, there was a beast-like alertness in those sparkling eyes.