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In Qiao Xiaojing's opinion, it is not a small victory to make people like demons fearful, and then their bodies tremble and their lips tremble.

Qiao Xiaojing, who was extremely helpless and helpless, understood better than anyone else that in the midst of the demons, how limited her strength was, and resistance could only bring more and more pain, only this ugly face was now the only weapon she could use against this group of demons.

For the wicked wife of the owner of the small wooden building, an extremely ugly Qiao Xiaojing is her disaster, she can't bear to look at Qiao Xiaojing's neck above, the deformed face, there is flesh on one side, but the white bones are exposed on the other, and there is oil constantly oozing out, oh my God, what can such a face bring?

And the head, which is only half a scalp, is like a scoop with a scoop of water, and it is also uneven, like a garlic that has not matured...... How can you ask for such a person, and what is the use of such a person, not only is it not worth a few pieces of silver, but it will also become a burden, this is a great disaster!

"Unless she is blind, even if she is asked to beg for food, the dog will not let her go......" The wicked woman often muttered to herself alone, and even when she dreamed at night, she would mumble these words.

Of course, Qiao Xiaojing became extremely ugly, this is something that the wicked woman absolutely does not want to see, it is not that she has good thoughts and can't bear to see Qiao Xiaojing become like this, but the reason why she wants to keep Qiao Xiaojing's life is very simple, that is, she wants to use Qiao Xiaojing to bring her a steady stream of wealth, and now how can Qiao Xiaojing help her realize her dream--- unless the world is really blind, otherwise who is willing to pay gold and silver for Qiao Xiaojing.

Just think about it, Qiao Xiaojing's heart has become so distorted, since ancient times, no woman is willing to let herself become extremely ugly, no woman wants to see everyone she meets flock to avoid because of her ugliness, no woman will use her ugliness as a weapon to protect herself and avoid injury, and of course, no woman will feel happy because of her ugliness. However, Qiao Xiaojing is exactly like this!

What a wretched man, how much torture he endured, how much pain he endured, how much he suffered, how much he had to have such a state of mind!

Driven by such a heart, Qiao Xiaojing was a little afraid to see Lang Zhong, she was afraid that Lang Zhong would cure her injuries and make her a healthy person, and she was afraid that Lang Zhong would make her ugliness disappear and make her a beautiful person.

Because if once she recovers her health, she does not know how many whips or sticks are waiting for her, and how much physical torture she will have to endure, and once she has beauty, she does not know how many disasters and troubles she will bring to herself, and she does not know how many inhuman ** she will have to lick......

Qiao Xiaojing's worries are not unreasonable, the reason why she has such worries is all because she is obsessed with what she has seen and heard in those days, how much trauma the life there has caused to her soul, maybe only she knows.

Now Qiao Xiaojing was quietly staying in this room full of blood and making her cranky.

Since removing the dead skin on the frontal bone, and also removing the blood wrapped in the dead skin, Qiao Xiaojing feels much more comfortable, although there is a contraction and itching sensation on the top of her head from time to time, it is indeed a burst of heart-deep coolness, which can keep Qiao Xiaojing's head awake at all times.

Qiao Xiaojing thinks from time to time: "I seem to have disappointed those who have ill intentions, my ugly appearance is just like their ugly heart, they harbor evil intentions, work scheming, always thinking about how to calculate others, how to put others to death and then quickly, so they lose their human nature, forget the difference between humans and animals, are mad, do whatever they want, in order to achieve ulterior purposes, they are clever in covering up, hiding themselves in places where the sun does not shine." ”

Thinking of this, Qiao Xiaojing actually had a smile on her face, and she muttered to herself in her heart: "How pitiful, what a pitiful thing, their hearts can never feel the warmth of the sun, the moisture of nature and the fragrance of the air, they are always in the company of darkness and filth, how can they feel the joy and happiness that real people can feel? They seem to have the power to kill and take away, but relying on power to fight for power just reflects the incomparable humility in their hearts." The heart of the wicked is not strong at all, so why should a strong heart speak with a sword and a spear in the face of the weak?"

It is true that the heart is the most powerful.

Qiao Xiaojing then thought: "I am ugly, my head is like a deformed ball of meat, maybe uglier than many birds and beasts, but birds and beasts never hide in the shadows and forget to fly because they are ugly, not to mention that I am still a person with a soul, and I am scarred and full of hatred?"

Qiao Xiaojing thought so, clenched her fists, and knocked the head of the bed a few times.

The wicked woman was obviously unwilling for Qiao Xiaojing to go on like this, he was unwilling for Qiao Xiaojing to be so ugly, and there was no use value like this.

She dragged Lang Zhong, who had used a big needle to sew Qiao Xiaojing's forehead scalp, and then used a butcher knife to cut off the flesh and skin on Qiao Xiaojing's forehead, and came to Qiao Xiaojing, carrying Qiao Xiaojing's head like a meat ball, shaking Qiao Xiaojing's head constantly, pointing at Qiao Xiaojing's door with the other hand, and questioning Lang Zhong who was standing opposite.

This Jianghu Langzhong obviously came prepared, and he responded quickly, with a posture of not to be outdone, his hands kept gesturing, and the stars flew wildly.

The two of them said that the public was reasonable, and the mother said that the mother-in-law was reasonable, and they kept arguing, and Qiao Xiaojing's head kept shaking in the hands of the wicked woman.

After a quarter of an hour, Qiao Xiaojing felt that her forehead was wet, and soon this feeling moved down to her eyelids, and Qiao Xiaojing, who was already dizzy, saw that everything in front of her was blood-red, including Lang Zhong, and the blood seemed to flow from Lang Zhong's spread out fingers, forming several exquisite "blood curtains".

The wet thing moved into Qiao Xiaojing's nostrils and mouth, and she realized that it was blood, blood flowing from the top of her head--- and in the process of shaking her head, wisps of blood were sprinkled on the ground and walls on both sides of the bed.

Qiao Xiaojing is not afraid of bloodshed, let alone bloodshed, she is afraid of the dizziness that life is worse than death.

Qiao Xiaojing really couldn't wait for the moment when this wicked woman stopped, judging from the analysis of the content of the quarrel between the two of them, their quarrel would not end in a short time, at least until before dinner, Qiao Xiaojing screamed heartbreakingly.

Although Qiao Xiaojing's mournful screams far overshadowed the quarrel between the wicked woman and Lang Zhong, the two of them had completely entered a state of quarrel, and their thoughts were highly concentrated, so they didn't even hear Qiao Xiaojing's shouts, and they continued to quarrel with the two of them as always.

Qiao Xiaojing was not bad, and sure enough, the quarrel between the wicked woman and Lang Zhong lasted until dinner.

Their voices were hoarse, their lips were cracked several times, and their hands were swinging mechanically until the slave came in and invited them to dinner, and they stopped, gasping for breath.

After settling down, the wicked woman realized that the room had become a red world, and that she was still clutching a handful of hair at the end of her hair, and at the end of the hair was a bloody piece of flesh, and the blood was dripping to the ground.

Your wicked woman has money, and the greedy man is most afraid of seeing money, and it just so happens that the two sit together, and they take advantage of the opportunity to eat together, and they all come to an agreement for the sake of the silver.

After dinner, Lang Zhong came to Qiao Xiaojing's room again with a medicine box and a cloth bag, and Qiao Xiaojing was tied up while she was still in dizziness.

Life and death are common, this Lang Zhong has seen a lot, and when he saw the stunned Qiao Xiaojing, he was unusually calm, unhurriedly took out the things in the cloth bag one by one, and placed them neatly at the head of Qiao Xiaojing's bed.

While selecting the right tool from his objects, Lang Zhong held the tool and gestured on Qiao Xiaojing's forehead, and finally he chose the sharp knife that he picked up first.

This man is very calm and never in a hurry.

He determined the position of the knife, and then used the knife along his forehead, and a bloodstained ring appeared on Qiao Xiaojing's head, which was preliminary work, but it also paved the way for follow-up work.

Lieutenant Lang put down the sharp knife and found a knife for skinning dogs from his tools, which was smaller and easy to use. He began to move from the ring, pulling the meat skin with one hand, and skillfully controlling the running strength and trajectory of the knife with the other hand, the knife that peeled the dog skin moved dexterously between Qiao Xiaojing's skin and bones, neither touching the bones nor destroying the flesh skin, and the craftsmanship was no less exquisite than that of Ku Ding who relieved the cattle for Wen Huijun.

The flesh on Qiao Xiaojing's head slowly peeled off, revealing a white skull.

The flesh on Qiao Xiaojing's head was uncovered more and more, revealing more and more white skulls, and the capillaries were clearly visible.

The flesh skin on the ring of Qiao Xiaojing's head was almost completely revealed, and the capillaries were staggered and clearly visible. The place where the scalp is uncovered is white at first, and gradually has a faint blood color.

The flesh skin on the ring of Qiao Xiaojing's head was all uncovered, and only the top of the head was white, and the rest of the place was covered with blood.

Qiao Xiaojing's scalp was like a piece of dead bark in Lang Zhong's hand, swinging weakly.

Blood oozed from Qiao Xiaojing's head, blood was pouring down her head, and her head was more like a ball of flesh that had been skinned.

Lang Zhong walked up to the wicked woman and began to talk about the price, and the two argued again, but fortunately they finally reached an agreement. Lang Zhong threw the scalp in his hand on the ground, took out a small cloth bag from the cloth bag, took out a smaller cloth bag from the small cloth bag, and took out a small box from this smaller cloth bag.

"It's a bit reluctant to get this from the west at a high price, but who calls me compassionate?"

Lang Zhong took out something similar to a piece of meat from the potion in the small box, smeared something like mud, and then pressed it on Qiao Xiaojing's head.

After a long time, Lang found that the edge of the skin was already tightly connected to Qiao Xiaojing's head, and then he let go of his hand.

"Wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful! It's a pity that such a handsome woman has become a nun!" The wicked woman looked at Qiao Xiaojing left and right, with a long-lost smile on her face.

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