readx;? And in that kind of wind and snow, the only thing that is still stretching freely in the dark night is the scolding from the mouths of the ladies and women of the outer city, and the unbearable words that scream out, a string of strings piercing my heart, and a section of broken soul, which makes me desperate. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the following moment, it can be said that in the blink of an eye, it was also in the midst of a big turn in my thoughts, that I suddenly felt that the flesh and bones that were being pulled in all directions hung down from the high position of the wind and snow in the air, and hung straight down, so that my blood was like a blood leaving my body, and I was in a daze!

After my body was thrown the ice, my whole body was almost shattered, and I could hardly feel anything other than the indescribable pain inside and outside my body. In retrospect, I still hold a grudge against the cruelty of so many of their city ladies and women, so I was completely disappointed in them after I was thrown to the ground so badly. The gap in my soul also fell from the peak of high enthusiasm to the abyss, the bottom. My original longing to find solace in the depths of the crowd of the ladies and ladies of the city and to relieve their loneliness turned into a utopian dream, to despair. At the same time, the desire I had to rescue the ladies and women of the city when I went out of the house and downstairs from the top of the Pavilion of the Hospitality Garden was also in vain, and I could not talk about it. It was at that time that I couldn't think about continuing to insist on rescuing those city ladies and women who were in the snowstorm and the cold, and I regretted it a little.

But what I regret even more is that in addition to being dizzy and soft as mud, while the ladies and ladies of the city are insulting and laughing at me more and more coldly, my body gradually changed from the scattered pain of being dismembered and separated, to the pain of condensation, and the pain condensed, and soon condensed in my whole body, making me feel that I was full of pain, and I felt lucky, luckily I realized that my body was still intact in the dense pain inside and outside my body, and I woke up, and realized that my body was still complete, because the range of pain was all over my head to toe, and I vaguely felt that I was not broken, not really broken。 But what really made me regret it deeply was that after I slowly realized that I had been thrown so hard and my consciousness recovered, and I recovered more and more clearly, I realized that I was really thrown down, and I was also thrown to the ground, on the cold and hard surface, in the snow, but my body did not completely hit the ground, or my body did not land at all, but the middle of the body was extremely bent downward, bent, or bent, the bottom of the bent part deeply touched the surface, and the ice and snow covered the surface of the ground, and the rest of my body may have been broken, or it should be bent by inertia, as if it had changed shape, becoming like a big spider that has been standing on all fours, unable to move. As I regained consciousness more and more clearly, I found that the outer parts of my body had been thrown the knees of the city ladies who were so frozen that they were helping hard, or above the knee bones, and my already painful body could not move an inch of distance when I tried my best to move, as if my body was thrown down too hard by the city ladies and women on the periphery, and I was completely stuck, and my body was stuck there.

At that time, my situation can be described as miserable and deplorable, to the extreme. In the pain and suffering at that moment, I couldn't tell whether it was the cold brought to me by the freezing and the cold, or the injuries left by the women of the city, I couldn't care about anything at that moment, not a dilemma, but I was completely powerless to resist, so I could only put life and death out of the way, and wait for death.

However, what I could not have imagined was that in such a desperate situation, the only last glimmer of longing I had, the slightest iron-hearted waiting for death, could not wait for peace!

First of all, in addition to my short wait, the women of the dense city around me became more and more unanimous and more united and strong howls, loud cheers and exclamations, and their aggressive suspicion and dissatisfaction, as well as the expectation of the next change in my situation and the brewing of deep destruction for me, all of which flowed vividly from their tones.

I felt terrible at that time, and my heart was full of repentance, regret, regret that I had arrived in the Garden of Grace, regret that I was soft-hearted, regret that I had participated in the Flower Stepping Festival, regret that I had met them! In the midst of such hardship and suffering, in the drowned out by the shrill laughter of the crowd, I thought of liberation, desperately longed for liberation, longed for myself to be able to escape from the sea of suffering, and even felt that as long as I could get rid of them, from the encirclement of the ladies and women of Kaesong, I would rather be frozen to death in the sea of wind and fog that was not covered in the slightest, the hardest, the hardest, and become the thickest, the most crystalline, the ugliest ice corpse in the whole snowy world.

At that time, I didn't have that much time to think deeply. I was very conscious, extremely sober. I think the ladies and ladies of the city outside should be the same because of my arrival. As they were screaming strangely, suddenly someone stretched out a stubborn devil's arm, and with its cold and infinite fingers, it grabbed the messy long hair on the side of my head that was even more messy and blew by the cold wind that suddenly fell down, and pulled me high with force. I tried to move my frozen and stiff body upwards and upwards with all the strength of the clawed arm in all my pain, trying to move my frozen and stiff broken body upwards and upwards to alleviate the sharp pain in my scalp that had been pulled out of my head, but it turned out to be almost to no avail, and perhaps because the woman's arm above my head was too fast and too stiff, and more so condescendingly, that it was as if it were condescendingly pulling my long hair and thin body so easily that even my indulgent efforts and stubborn submissions could not relieve the sharp pain in the scalp that was pulled out of my head, and I could not help but cry out in painMy cry was sharp and rapid, high outward, to the sky, instantly overshadowing the howling cold wind in the middle of the night, but unexpectedly it followed more excessively, more violently, it can be described as a neat and uniform siege, a group attack!

There was no doubt that the crowd would attack again and that it was a short, high-pitched scream of pain, a roar of self. The roar caused my position in the darkness to be unmistakably exposed, and a large circle of city ladies and women around them fought at me once again! I first felt the extremely ferocious lifting of my long hair and frozen body in the air, followed by the massive pumping of the head and face of his other arm into my face, followed by a circle of frozen women around me, and the ruthless fist and palm exchange of the surrounding women, attacking with impunity, in no direction, in any position, fiercely and more tragically, leaving me defenseless, unprepared, and the enemy on my belly and back! I felt more and more severe pain in my body as I was beaten, and my heart was extremely disappointed and painful, and I struggled with the sound of the wind and snow howling mixed with the wanton screams of the merciless women like devils outside me, and I endured more and more sober suffering, and I endured unprecedented suffering. I couldn't tell how many tears I had, how many wounds I had, and my wounds were bleeding and frozen, and I guessed I must have been scarred and scarred all over the place. I know that they are all jealous of me, and they should all resent me, and they can indulge in revenge in the dark night when they can't see their fingers, let out their anger, vent their dissatisfaction, vent the injustice they have accumulated over the past few days, and even vent their hatred for me, including the resentment they may have towards the Pang City Lord...... I bear all of this alone.

Gradually, it can be said that I felt in a very short time what life is worse than death, and I continued to forget myself very quickly, I seemed to be frying in purgatory, the voices in my ears were mixed with chaos, I was like a fish between knives and meat to be slaughtered, and I was moving towards death without stopping.

I thought that would be enough. I thought that would be the end of it. I imagined that after what I had experienced, I would be able to resolve and write off the enmity I had with the ladies of the city before I left the world, and I would have no more indebtedness in my heart. So, I continued to indulge them almost without resistance, and I did not complain.

However, I didn't think of it, it was just the beginning.

Immediately after that, in the midst of the encirclement and saturation attack that I was gradually accustoming to, I hung my head extremely low, trying my best to cover my key parts, especially when I closed my eyes tightly and wrinkled my forehead, and gritted my teeth to endure, suddenly there was a faint glimmer of light in front of my head, a small ball of light that even if it felt very close, it was still very faint in front of my closed eyes, briefly and very quickly! In an inadvertent moment when I was extremely surprised and hurriedly opened my eyes, I suddenly felt that something was covering the top of my head, and then I was dragged down fiercely, strangled, as if it was a circle, and it seemed to be a ring, and soon the top of my head was strangled from top to bottom, and the range of my headache was strangled, piece by piece, a little bit of sharp and unbearable pain! I knew that it was the bleeding and freezing of the wound on my head that had been beaten by the ladies and women of the city, and that I had been scraped off the layers of blood by something that had been put on my head by something, and the wounds were scraped and gave me new pain. (To be continued.) )