The familiar faces of her relatives in the house flashed in her eyes one by one.

Zhao Ranxi trembled, but her throat was so dry that she couldn't speak.

"Miss Zhao shouldn't know, we are in the north, and Yongdinghou has always wanted to play a game, but it didn't work."

Li Qianyin's fluttering voice was like a poisoned dagger, slashing at her heart.

"As a concubine, you can fulfill this wish for Ling Zun—"

She saw the person holding the knife in his hand, and a cold light reflected it, and it was placed on her aunt's neck, slowly rubbing it.

"For every dozen I count, they kill one until the girl wants to."

Li Qianyin glanced at Yongding Hou, who was trampled under her feet, patted the man's face with a sword, and raised her thin eyebrows:

"Let Master Hou count."

Yongdinghou lay straight on the ground, staring blankly at the ceiling, no different from a dead man.

"Huh."

Seeing that he was pretending to be dead, the girl raised her foot against the man's chin and pressed hard.

The person under his feet was in pain, and his mouth opened unconsciously with an "ah".

A trace of fierceness crossed Li Qianyin's eyes, and the tip of the sword turned, directly stuck into the other party's mouth, and landed above his tongue.

"If Master Hou doesn't want to speak, he won't have to speak in the future."

Yongding Hou let out a muffled cry from his mouth, and he didn't dare to move, for fear that this girl like Shura Yaksha would accidentally cut off his tongue and be almost incontinent with fright.

"One ......"

"Two ......"

"Be louder, Miss Zhao can't hear me."

"Three!"

Yongding Hou held the sword in his mouth, and tried his best to open his mouth and shout the numbers, but the corners of his lips were still cut due to violent trembling.

"Li Qianyin!!"

Zhao Ranxi almost gritted her teeth, grabbed her hair and pulled violently.

"Ten ......"

Yongdinghou closed his eyes in despair.

With a "swish", the woman's crying and begging for mercy stopped abruptly and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Go on."

The girl's voice was cold.

"Eleventh ......"

Zhao Ranxi covered her ears, trying not to hear this ghostly murmur again.

But the Gu worm was planted in her body.

Even with your ears covered and your eyes closed, your heart can hear and see.

She grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth since she was a child, when has she been so humiliated!

These sisters and sisters, aunts and aunts, have never been too kind to her on weekdays.

Although Zhao Ranxi felt ashamed in her heart, she didn't feel that the lives of these people were more important than the dignity under her knees.

"Does Miss Zhao also have ten thousand taels of gold under her knees? It is more important than human life. ”

Li Qianyin didn't expect that she could still stand still when she watched her relatives who had been with her since childhood die in front of her, and she couldn't help but say sarcastically.

She has been a larity since she was a child, and she is both talented and beautiful.

She is the concubine of the Marquis of Yongding, whose status is comparable to that of a princess of a small country!

She is the phoenix of men!

Zhao Ranxi muttered in his mouth, and the repetition became louder and louder, as if he could convince himself in this way and cover up the cries of the tragic death of his relatives.

"Ranran!"

She shuddered, and her whole body was full of excitement, and her whole person woke up as if she had been broken by a bucket of ice water in front of her.

"Ranran!"

"Live well."

"Mother's ......"

She whispered.

The Gu worm in her abdomen writhed disobediently, her ears "buzzed", and she couldn't hear clearly.

I only saw that the woman, who had aged a lot overnight, was dragged out, her mouth was open and closed, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

Someone kicked the woman in the knee and made her kneel.

Then he pulled her by the hair and forced her to expose her dry neck.

"Don't! No! Mother!! ”

After all, it was poked into the soft underbelly.

Zhao Ranxi's legs were weak and she lay on the ground.

"Li Qianyin, are you satisfied with seeing me like this?"

"Since you hate me, why don't you just kill me? Why do you trample me on me again and again? ”

She buried her head in her arms in despair, tears streaming backwards and dripping to the ground.

"Doesn't Miss Zhao regard face as more important than her own life?"

Li Qianyin pulled out the sword that was hanging in the mouth of the Marquis of Yongding and put it on the ground.

"I'm very happy to see Miss Zhao like this."

She smiled lightly and briskly.

"Demons."

Zhao Ranxi scolded angrily in a low voice.

Li Qianyin hooked the corners of her mouth, and did not refute, but continued to urge:

"Don't lie there like a corpse. Get moving, climb two steps and see. ”

She frowned, her tone starting to be a little impatient.

"I remember that there was a showman on the street, and if you crawl over, you will definitely be able to rob him of his job, and he will have something to eat in the future."

The famous concubine of the Yongding Hou family in the eastern capital, with the hands that had played the Feiquan Qin given by the prince himself, propped herself up, knelt on the ground and moved.

"What's wrong with this woman!"

Another exclamation rang out from all around.

Some people also took the opportunity to say evilly:

"Almost every time she goes on the street, she has to catch a few unlucky people to humiliate and scold, and now she is like a dog, haha, retribution."

"That's it, who called her a noble lady of the Hou Mansion to bully the weak and bully us ordinary people every day, she really deserves it!"

I don't know who took the head, and a hard object smashed on her head.

She grunted in pain, and when she reached out, it was a foul-smelling egg, with a disgusting color, running down her jet-black hair and staining her hands everywhere.

Zhao Ranxi only felt her stomach rolling, but suddenly saw her mother struggling under the knife, so she had to rub the dirt on her hands on the ground a few times, resisted retching, and continued to crawl forward.

Li Qianyin, if you want to use this method to humiliate me and force me to commit suicide, I will not do what you wish!

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, I will hang you on the streets in the future!

Thinking of this, a strong hatred burst out of her eyes, supporting her to continue walking through the rotten leaves and filth thrown by the people around her.

"I'm overestimating you."

Li Qianyin picked up the sword and carefully wiped the disgusting saliva on it.

"Miss Zhao is still a soft-hearted person in the end, and if she wants to take revenge and become a big thing, she still can't have a weakness."

Zhao Ranxi was shocked: She can actually hear what I think in my heart!

As if in response to her, Li Qianyin actually patiently explained to her.

"This mirror butterfly can not only be imaged for thousands of miles, but the person who controls the Gu can feel the five senses of the person who eats the Gu and think what he thinks-however, this Gu can only be planted on people like the girl who don't know martial arts, if the other party is a person who practices martial arts, it can only have the effect of passing on the word."

"I didn't know that you were a little orphan girl and still had such a ability."

"Miss Zhao doesn't know a lot, wait until hell turns into a ghost, and then find a chance to ask me in person."

"Huh," her knee was rubbed off by the rubble on the ground, and the blood dragged to the ground, making two long red marks.

She looked up.

Not far away was a juggling man.

In order to attract the audience, the man put a boulder on his chest and smashed it down.

But the regulars of the past have gathered around Zhao Ranxi, who is covered with dirt, and pointed up and down like watching a play.

It's coming, less than ten steps away.

Almost there.

A terrible scream rang in his ears.