Chapter 403 Punishment
Ren Qi was surprised, grabbed Jingmo's collar, slapped him, and slapped his face, his lips, which were originally swollen into a slit, suddenly vomited out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and there were two broken teeth mixed with the blood.
Then came the raindrop of punches and kicks, without stopping.
Jingmo was already unable to move, and fell into the dust, wailing low and painful, his body occasionally twitching and struggling twice, like a dying man.
Qu Lian was anxious, she knew the methods of the cypress, once she became suspicious, he would never stop if she didn't ask about being ugly, she kept kowtowing, blood mixed with dust snaked down from her forehead, and she looked particularly sad.
People can always stimulate the greatest instinct in despair, Qu Lian Lingtai flew around, and blurted out eagerly: "Young master, young master, Jingmo, Jingmo doesn't know what happened tonight, he, how he, how to betray the young master." ”
There was silence for a while, only the sound of Renqi's punches and kicks, and Qu Lian's non-stop kowtow, Jingmo's wailing and moaning were a few points lower, obviously unable to bear it.
Juan Bai got up slowly, slowly walked to Qu Lian, and pinched her chin with a cruel smile: "Could it be that your mouth is so tight, and you haven't revealed anything to him." ”
Qu Lian's face turned pale, and she almost wanted to cry: "No, no, my subordinates are loyal to the young master, and they are always tight-lipped and never leak anything." ”
Juan Bai's eyebrows jumped, and he looked sideways at Jingmo, who was dying of beating, so he waved his hand and told Renqi to stop. He knew that this person's cultivation was low, cowardly, and he didn't have such a big courage to betray anything, and he had such a move now, but he just wanted to make an example of Qu Lian and make a raft for Qu Lian, so that she would not dare to betray her.
Thinking of this section, Juan Bai moved his eyes to look at Qu Lian, although this woman is married to a wife, she is still delicate and fresh like a little girl who has not come out of the pavilion, gentle and gorgeous, Chu Chu is moving, compared to those female disciples in the sect with special appearances, not too much, it really aroused his interest.
His hand slowly moved from Qu Lian's chin to his face, and whispered thoughtfully: "This son is not unreasonable, it's just that I will believe you once and let him go." ”
The hand was hot on her cheek, Qu Lian shook her spirit, straightened her back stiffly, and said tremblingly: "Subordinate, thank you for the great grace of the young master." ”
Juan Bai laughed: "This son believes you this time, but you have to show some sincerity, so that this son can continue to believe in you." ”
Qu Lian's eyes widened, and she looked at Juan Bai inexplicably, not understanding for a moment what his words meant.
Curly Bai's hand slowly rubbed on Qu Lian's face, his breathing gradually became a little rough, looked at her white neck, and snorted: "These days, you will follow Ben Gongzi and be a bed-warming maid, as for him." He pointed at Jingmo with his backhand, and said with a grim smile: "Just ask him to serve on the side." ”
Qu Lian collapsed to the ground in an instant, shook her head heavily and cried: "Subordinate, subordinate." ”
Juan Bai raised his chin slightly at Renqi, and Renqi knowingly clamped Jingmo's neck and hung him in the air: "What, don't you want to." ”
Qu Lian was terrified, watching Jingmo's hands and feet struggle hard, gradually softening and weak, she burst into tears slowly, and finally couldn't speak.
At this moment, Jingmo exhausted his whole body
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strength, struggling from the throat with a sentence: "Answer, answer, promise him." ”
These words are like thunder, splitting on Qu Lian's heart, her heart is like ashes, it turns out that the so-called love is as deep as the sea, it is all her wishful thinking, in order to save his life, he can give up everything, give up love, give up her, give up everyone's lives, her heart is like a wither, and she nodded with tears in her eyes: "Subordinate, obey." ”
Juan Bai looked up to the sky and laughed proudly, waved his hand, and as soon as Renqi let go, Jingmo fell heavily into the dust.
Qu Lian curled up in despair, until this time, she didn't know how humble and worthless she, the so-called head of the Qu family, was not worth mentioning, in Juan Bai's eyes, she and the dead soldiers of the Qu family outside, were all the same fate, she suddenly thought of her father, there was a trace of respect, I don't know how he supported the huge Qu family with his own strength, I don't know if he has also suffered such humiliation.
After despairing for a long time, a gray-robed man walked over quickly, bowed down and said, "Young master, the apse is all cleaned up, and the young master can rest." ”
Hearing this, Qu Lian came back to her senses, and only then did she really realize that this matter was true, and she really had no way to escape, she shivered fiercely, and her body curled up even more.
Juan Bai has always had a habit, the more frightened the woman was, the more interesting he felt, he glanced at Qu Lian playfully, and then walked straight to the apse, and coldly ordered the gray-robed man: "Send her in." ”
The gray-robed man should claim yes, stretched out his hand, and despite Qu Lian's struggle, he hung the top of her head upside down on his shoulders and followed Curly Bai steadily.
And Renqi sneered and dragged Jingmo's back of the neck collar and followed together, dragging out a winding trace.
The front hall and the apse are only separated by a corridor, the thin moonlight is not sprinkled here, the whole corridor is pitch black, and the five fingers are not visible.
The night breeze here is also a little colder than elsewhere, cold to the bone, Qu Lian's apricot yellow thin silk skirt can't withstand the slightest wind, and the coolness is instantaneous.
This narrow road, only three or five steps away, but it seems to have completed the bumpy road of Qu Lian's life, she hung upside down on the shoulders of the gray-robed man, tears fell in the dark, it turned out that from the day she stabbed her father and sat on the position of the head of the Qu family, there was no turning back.
The apse, like the front hall, has been abandoned for a long time, but fortunately there is a bed, which is still complete, and the dust is cleaned, enough to rest for a while.
The gray-robed man threw Qu Lian onto the bed, while Renqi pressed Jingmo's shoulder and forced him to kneel beside the bed.
After a while, Qu Lian's hoarse cries and screams came from the apse, as well as the scolding and laughter of the curly cypress, tearing through the night void violently, like countless feathered crows, making a miserable wail.
In this long night, in the silence and deserted wilderness, the cry resounded for a long time before it finally quieted down.
The two of them, dressed in rags and supporting each other in embarrassment, staggered out of the apse and walked to the front hall, gathering the residual warmth of the extinguished fire, warming and cooling their bodies and minds.
Qu Lian's clothes had long been torn into strips of rags, and at this time she was wrapped in an uneven curtain, under which there was no good skin, and it was full of bruises and scars.
Her hair was in a loose bun, and her tears were curled up in the corner, all over
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Desperate, not a word.
Jingmo rushed over and hugged her shoulders, and kept coaxing: "Qu Lian, Qu Lian, it's all my fault, it's my uselessness, it's my uselessness, you, don't hate me, don't hate me, Qu Lian, just say something to me, you say something." ”
Qu Lian was stunned and speechless, but her heart was full of sadness, why is it so difficult, why is her father in charge of the Qu family, and he can be safe, but he has to suffer such humiliation, why, he is obviously stronger than her everywhere, more beautiful than her, higher than her cultivation, more favored than her, stronger than her, why can't he compete with her in everything.
She blinked slightly, her eyes turned slightly, and swept to Jingmo's tearful face, she only felt ridiculous, it was he who pushed himself out in order to save his life, and now doing this grief-stricken appearance will only make her hate even more, she pushed Jingmo away, her lips trembled fiercely, she cried, and roared hoarsely: "You go, you go, you gave up me first, you go away." ”
Jing Mo ignored Qu Lian's struggle, hugged her tightly, and her long tears slowly soaked through her clothes: "Qu Lian, Qu Lian, listen to me, my heart hurts more than you, but, but we have to live first, only by living, can we have a future life." ”
Qu Lian suddenly felt weak, stopped struggling, slowly leaned on Jingmo's body, and choked up: "Jingmo, we, what should we do." ”
Jing Mo gently stroked her long unkempt hair, carefully plucked the grass roots between the hair, and for the first time had the mind to plan carefully, and whispered: "Qu Lian, now we can't beat and run, we can only obey, Qu Lian, you and I must survive." ”
Although Qu Lian is the head of the Qu family, she also knows how to use scheming and means, but she is still that delicate lady in her bones, she has always been protected too well, she has never experienced waves, and now she is new to the rivers and lakes, and everything she has experienced is something she has never experienced before. ”
Jiang Li finished the aftermath of the Camellia Building, and led the disciples back to the inn slowly, just at the door of the inn to meet Jimo Qingqian, at that time, his face was as white as paper, and he had fallen into a drowsiness, but fortunately, Gansong and Fang Zhiwan helped him, so he could move back to the inn.
"Uncle Jimo, Uncle Jimo. Jiang Li hurriedly supported Jimo Qingqian, and exclaimed a few times in a row, but seeing that he didn't react at all, he immediately panicked, and he was about to go to find Jiang Mangni.
"Young Sect Master, don't worry, Master has already taken the Poison Avoidance Pill and protected his heart, so there is no need to invite the Sect Master. Gan Song hurriedly stopped Jiang Li and made a look.
Jiang Li smiled knowingly, and reached out to help Jimo Qingqian's hand on Fang Zhiwan's shoulder, "Miss Fang, I'm going upstairs in a while, or I'll come, you rest." ”
Seeing this tragic situation, the early organic spirit disciples rushed into the shallow room of Jimo, lit the lamp neatly, lit incense, and made the bed to boil water.
Several people placed Jimo Qingqian on the bed, Jiang Li blasted out all the disciples, leaving only Gansong to help, as for Fang Zhiwan, she went out step by step, she knew that Jimo Qingqian was injured on the shoulder, and she had to take off her clothes to deal with the wound, she was a girl, and it was inconvenient to stay here.
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