Hu Zong was also happy when he saw his wife's actions like this, and he felt really happy to torture this woman like this.

"See, this is the person you can't forget, if he really has a spirit, I don't know if he will be so heartbroken when he looks at you like this now?" Hu Zong was abusing Jiang Ping'er while insulting him.

Jiang Ping'er is speechless now, not only because of the scars all over her body, but also because of what she is doing now, she really just wants to die.

After more than half an hour, Hu Zong, who had vented all his dissatisfaction, let Jiang Ping'er go, looking at Jiang Ping'er, who was completely paralyzed on the ground, Hu Zong showed a cruel smile on his face, and then pulled her hair up again, and whispered in her ear.

"Remember, tonight is just the beginning, from tomorrow onwards, your father-in-law will definitely take good care of you, and then every day will be here with you to have a good ride in the clouds!"

Jiang Ping'er slowly turned her head over, looked at Hu Zong with red eyes, and said weakly, "Kill me, please kill me!"

"Hahahaha!" Hu Zong looked at Jiang Ping'er like this, and laughed very heartily, "It's useless to beg me, your family is reluctant, but it can't make you too sad, so..."

As Hu Zong spoke, he stretched out his foot with a cruel smile, and trampled on the token thrown by the eldest woman to the ground with one kick, and stepped on it in front of Jiang Ping'er.

This scene completely blinded Jiang Ping'er, a poor woman, who stared blankly at the shattering of the place in front of her, and began to tremble from her lips to her shoulders to her whole body.

"Why?" Jiang Ping'er raised her head and waited viciously for the man in front of her, her teeth biting her lips bloody, and she could see that she was trying her best to endure it, "The slave family has given you everything, what else do you want?"

"My Hu Zong's woman, I can't think about other men, it's a dead person, she can't!" Hu Zong left such a sentence, and then snorted coldly and walked out directly.

There was only one silly girl left in this firewood room, looking at the broken spirit position stupidly, and a woman with a sneer on her face.

"Is this kind of heartbreak still good?" The lady with a sneer on her face walked to Jiang Ping'er's side, and then sneered and said this to him, her tone was full of coldness.

"Why!" Jiang Ping'er looked at her with a pale face, expressionless, and her eyes glazed, "I have no grievances with you, why do you want to frame me like this?"

"Why? If it weren't for you, I would be Hu Zong's wife, a real wife!" Your wife's eyes seemed to have a flame burning, "I was his wife who was marrying Mingmedia, although he often beat and scolded me, but I also had a lot of food and clothing!"

But everything has changed since you came, I can't have children, it's just that, he doesn't look at me now, what he does every day is what only those slaves do, cooking and laundry, everything is done by me, why, you are a concubine!

Why does he spoil you so much, isn't it because you, a fox, can seduce men? Now I'm going to show him what kind of woman he loves day and night is!"

"Hehe... Hehe...."Jiang Ping'er listened to the big woman say these words, she didn't even know what she should say, what she should express, she didn't know where she was wrong to make this woman have this thought.

"What are you laughing at?" The eldest woman was even more angry when she saw Jiang Ping'er still laughing, and then slapped her in the face, "You fox and look at it, I will definitely concoct you, as for tonight, you are here to reflect and reflect!"

After finishing speaking, the eldest woman left the firewood room directly, and the outside was full of ghosts, and the husband and wife were not afraid of this woman running away, and they did not even lock the door of the firewood room.

After gasping for a while, Jiang Ping'er, who had a little strength, stood up with difficulty, and then picked up the dress that had been torn and put it on her body with difficulty.

She doesn't have even a tear now, and she tries hard to put her dress on herself, she doesn't plan to continue to live in humiliation now, but even if she dies, she can't be so embarrassed, otherwise she is afraid that when she meets her eldest brother Zhou Chang, she will not have the face to see him.

Now Jiang Ping'er's body is not painful, and there is no place that is not uncomfortable.

But Jiang Ping'er still used all her strength, tried hard to dress herself up again, and then picked up the broken tokens piece by piece and put them into her arms, and just walked out with the token fragments and walked into the courtyard.

And the shadow that no one could see in the firewood room, the expression on his face fluctuated more and more, but his eyes still didn't have any brilliance, just kept following behind Jiang Ping'er.

Perhaps this has slowly become an instinct of his.

Jiang Ping'er walked out of the firewood room, then walked into the courtyard, and walked into the courtyard gate.

"Brother Zhou Chang, you and I have no chance in this life, if the slave family has the next life, I hope to know you again!" Jiang Ping'er muttered to herself and opened the courtyard door without hesitation.

At the moment when the courtyard door opened, the yin wind and ghost aura outside seemed to be much more violent in an instant, and even standing in the courtyard was a little cold, Jiang Ping'er's sideburns also began to shake.

Looking at the dark night sky, Jiang Ping'er suddenly moved the corners of her mouth, showed a cold smile, reached into her arms and took out a relatively sharp piece of wood and cut a hole directly on her wrist, and then it was bloody and flowed down her wrist.

Maybe it was the ghosts outside who felt the blood of this woman, and suddenly the sky became a little surging, and that kind of oppression was felt by an ordinary woman like Jiang Ping'er.

"Hu Zong, Liu Lin, the two of you will definitely be punished!" Jiang Ping'er laughed bitterly, then stepped out with one foot, walked out of the protected courtyard directly, and then appeared outside full of yin wind and ghosts.

"Huh~" At this moment, it seemed that the sky had moved, and all kinds of ghosts rushed directly towards Jiang Ping'er, and the blood on her wrist no longer flowed down her wrist, but floated out very strangely, and the flow of blood also accelerated a lot.

"Ah~" Jiang Ping'er, who gritted her teeth, couldn't help but let out a low roar, this pain made her extremely uncomfortable.

The current Jiang Ping'er is like the original drama Zhicai, all kinds of yin wind ghosts and ghosts rushed into her body from her wounds, and then made her extremely hideous and terrifying.

The shadow that had been following her finally struggled at this point, and the struggle on his face grew bigger and bigger.

Jiang Ping'er is not a drama Zhicai, she does not have as many talismans as Xi Zhicai, nor does she have as many means as Xi Zhicai, under this degree of ghost erosion, Jiang Ping'er will soon have blurred flesh and blood, and her consciousness is also very blurred.

At this time, the phantom who had been struggling all the time finally changed his face, opened his mouth, and roared, a vague "Ping'er"!

But unfortunately, Jiang Ping'er couldn't hear this voice, and she couldn't see this shadow yet.

Not far from here, there is a small mound, and at this time two guys dressed in black and with a lantern are standing there watching the play, watching the play here.

"Street patrolman, what is ruthless to see now!" Xi Zhicai lit a lantern with a faint blue light, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth to Zhang Xiaodao on the side.

Zhang Xiaodao looked at Jiang Ping'er, who was being tortured, and couldn't help but change his face constantly, "See, the adult's heart is really not ordinary fierce, but I don't know why you chose this woman, she is also a poor woman!"

"Maybe it's because she's suitable!" Xi Zhicai still looked like he was smiling at the corners of his mouth, "She has a tough mind, soft on the outside and strong on the inside, although she is no longer a virgin, she has a lot of yin qi on her body, and the most important thing is that she is pregnant in her womb!"

"Hiss....." Zhang Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Xi Zhicai on the side in shock, "What did you just say?

"Of course, if she is pregnant, she should not be less than a month, this time is when her yin qi is at its peak!" Xi Zhicai said indifferently, "This moonlight is thick and yin is in full bloom, pregnant and the resentment in the chest, and then the blood is the lead, it is a good opportunity for him to turn into a ghost!"

"Powerful ghosts...."Zhang Xiaodao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "You actually want her to turn into a powerful ghost, I thought it was to let them kill each other, or..."

"It's really good to think about it, no matter how Hu Zong says it, he is also a man who has practiced many young people's martial arts, even if he is careless, how can two women deal with it, and let alone such a stupid thing as drugged, how do you think the two women are more familiar with this aspect than Hu Zong, the head snake?"

Zhang Xiaodao was also silent after hearing this, and he also knew that what Xi Zhicai had just said was very right, and those two women really had no way to kill Hu Zong.

"How did the adults make this woman angry? and... How can you be sure that the eldest woman will be so jealous?"

"This woman's clothes are not very good, but they are better than the eldest woman, and she has a new silver bracelet in her left hand, but the eldest woman has no accessories, and there is something wrong between them.

Let's talk about the news you gave me, that woman had a childhood sweetheart who was beaten to death by Hu Zong, and this woman still has a faint incense on her body, which is the incense used to worship ghosts, this kind of thing is very familiar to a certain family!

I just pretended not to know anything and reminded the lady of the two words, and the rest of the woman will naturally do it for me!"

After Zhang Xiaodao listened, he couldn't help but feel the cold rising from the bottom of his heart.