She held her breath and wanted to pretend to pray silently, but suddenly she was twisted by two people, robbed the package, and the figure on the other side of the bridge was echoed, freeing up the rope to bind her body, no matter how she struggled and shouted, she still carried her into the Liu family compound.

As soon as she went out, she ordered six big men to go out through the back door and go around to the three intersections around her, and to prevent her from escaping before her. Now Liu Pinhua slapped Xia Juhua who was tied back, and shouted, What a slut, I was almost coaxed by you.

Several family members pushed her into Liu Pinhua's room and left, Liu Pinhua closed the door again, and lowered her voice and said, as long as you change your mind, I will immediately loosen the rope for you.

Less nonsense. She said coldly, she had already put her heart on her head, and hit her head on Liu Pinhua's chest, and he leaned in pain and almost fell to the ground. Liu Pinhua gasped and untied a cow belt and whipped her wildly, she passed out, blood stained across her forehead, and her hair was disheveled. Liu Pinhua saw her lying on the ground, and had a beastly attack, so she untied the rope for her tremblingly, took off her clothes and hugged her to the bed......

Xia Juhua woke up, feeling completely naked, knowing that her body had been ruined by him, she suddenly couldn't hold back her shame and anger, her hands stuck Liu Pinhua's throat, and she was beaten violently. After all, women can't beat men, and Liu Pinhua in the middle of the worry was beaten awake, so he came to a "carp fight", but pressed Xia Juhua under his body, and picked up a big fist in a stew bowl and slammed her head and face.

The face had been beaten to a drowsy and bloody stain, and before it could slow down, it was hit by a fatal punch, fatally bleeding from her seven orifices, and her head and face were like a blood ball, drowning in the thick smell of blood. The red-eyed Liu Pinhua stood up, flew up and kicked her off the edge of the bed, with a "bang" sound, followed by a banging sound of five watches. Later generations have a poem about the misfortune of Xia Chrysanthemum, a single martyr: Remembering Qin'e

The world is astringent, and the wintering chrysanthemums are unique,

Du Fangze, martyrdom chastity, catalyzing residual snow.

Selling the property for silver chips, the heart of the husband suffers,

Suffering suffering, there are few evils around, and hatred is difficult to escape.

At that moment, Liu Pinhua lifted a bed of blood-spattered sheets and threw them off the edge of the bed, then covered the quilt cushion and slept until the brightness, turned over and got out of bed, and touched the Xia chrysanthemum spread under the edge of the bed was already stiff, and her death silently announced the end of his forced marriage farce. He was about to discuss with his family and prepare to collect the body to hide his tracks, when suddenly the sound of horses' hooves sounded in his ears.

He put on a little dress, ran straight to the gate of the courtyard, only to see a red horse running from the north road, and when he looked closely, he recognized that the old man on horseback was Wang Zimin, who had taught him a lesson last time.

Yes, Wang Zimin rushed back to Shaxian County last night for about four watches, nowhere to ask, until the fifth watch dawn, I heard that yesterday a young master riding a white horse took away a young woman who begged for silver, he concluded that the young woman was Xia Juhua, and the impression of Liu Pinhua had a white horse, so he drove to ask.

At this moment, Wang Zimin recognized Liu Pinhua at a glance before he arrived at Liu's courtyard, and a hairy black mole at the root of his left ear was a sign of confirmation, so he shouted, Young Master Liu, the old man asked you about someone.

Who? No one from my house has ever been there. When Liu Pinhua saw him asking, she was so frightened that her soul was not possessed, and she pretended to lie calmly. But his face didn't obey the call, and he was blue and white for a while, but he saw the flaws.

Okay, I'll go in and search, if there is no one, it will be fine with you, if there is someone, you know how powerful my prince is min.

My house is not a vegetable garden gate, and outsiders can't just enter it. Mr. Wang is a knowledgeable person, don't you understand this? Liu Pinhua was flustered and threw out a sentence unnaturally.

Wang Zimin ignored him, but made a "goshawk wings" from the horse, flew to the front door, as if there was something pulling his mind, you see that he didn't go anywhere else, just walked to the wing room in the middle hall, and when he entered the room, he saw a female corpse lying on the ground, and suddenly his heart was like pressing a stone, he leaned over to wipe the blood on the female corpse's face, and recognized that the deceased was Xia Juhua. He carried the corpse, his eyes blurred with tears, raised his sleeves and brushed it up, and shouted, Liu Pinhua, you can't escape the blame for killing the people's daughter.

The winter sun climbed up the southeast corner of the sky in blood, and the cold wind was still raging through the cracks in the courtyard wall, and the slightest flutter hit a stunned face. Wang Zimin stepped into the courtyard and looked around, but he didn't see Liu Pinhua, he put the body on the ground and yelled at a family member, where is the young master hiding? The family first wanted to resist, but as soon as their hands moved, they were painfully held in an iron pincer-like fist by Wang Zimin, thinking that he was a beater, and he didn't dare to lie, so he told the truth, and the young master fled north on a white horse.

Ah—the prince cried out in indignation, and jumped out of the courtyard door, stepped on the horse's back, and caught it in the belly, and before he could whip it, the horse took his head and galloped away.

On the north road, the dust is rolling and the sound of horses' hooves is sounding. In less than half an hour, in a narrow valley with detours, Wang Zimin discovered Liu Pinhua's whereabouts and chased after him.

Liu Pinhua wanted to fly to the county seat and use silver to invite a few beaters to deal with Wang Zimin, but Wang Zimin chased after him from behind, so he fled to the mountain, but entered a narrow valley, close to a steep cliff, he couldn't enter, wanted to retreat to the enemy, he turned his horse's head and prepared to have a life-and-death struggle with Wang Zimin. He quickly pulled out two short swords from his waist and threw them at Wang Zimin, who was approaching with flying horses.

Wang Zimin's internal strength is amazing, luck, the two short swords thrown out within a meter like hitting a shield, rebounding, he cleverly bit the blade of a short sword, and then took the handle of another sword with one hand, and threw it back, not biased, a sword hit his right palm, and another sword hit the back of his left palm, and the blood collapsed his arrogance like a falling bud.

Liu Pinhua jumped off the horse in pain and tried to escape, but Wang Zimin, who rushed over, grabbed his two arms like a chicken, and pointed at his throat again, he was weak and numb for a while, and he fell to the ground unsteadily. Wang Zimin tore off a thick kudzu vine on the cliff, pushed him onto the back of the red horse, tied his feet forward and his head back to the tail of the horse's back, and led the white horse, stepped on the red horse, ran out of the narrow valley, and stopped in front of Liu's courtyard.

Liu Dakun pounced on Wang Zimin with a big knife in his hand, and the red horse hissed with a long "bang", and his front legs scraped up a cloud of dust and bent in the void, making a leaping momentum. Wang Zimin made a "backhand smash" action, and the big knife magically came into his hand, and Liu Dakun fell to the ground and was almost trampled by the horse's hooves.

Wang Zimin shouted, it is the merit of the old man that your son killed the people's daughter and was arrested and surrendered, and today I saw that you were so old that I spared you, if you want to act recklessly, you will never let go of the old man's hands again. Everyone originally planned to help the master, but seeing that Wang Zimin's martial arts were so powerful, they retreated.

Some stuck out their tongues and turned to the side, some wanted to pick up the master but didn't dare to pull it away, dozens of pairs of eyes moved from the female corpse in the courtyard to Liu Pinhua, whose tail of the red horse was tied upside down, his wounded hands were still bleeding, and the dripping blood threw his ferocity on the road of revenge trampled on.