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Qianfang's women glanced at each other, nodded, and threw their daggers again. Dense daggers were thrown at Yueyong in a steady stream.

Yue Yong held the dagger in her hand, did not move an inch, and swung the dagger quickly, blocking the dagger that attacked her. However, even if her defense is watertight, her physical strength will not be able to keep up with it after a long time. Gradually, her movements began to slow down.

Bite!

A dagger knocked down Yue Yong's crested hairpin, her yellow hair scattered over her shawl, and a few strands of hair obscured her fair goose egg face, adding to the feeling of pity and sorrow.

"Chief, please give way!" the women of Qianfang couldn't bear it when they saw this, and pleaded.

Yue Yong was speechless, not moving, and the resolute gaze in her eyes showed her determination.

"Keep attacking!" the women of Qianfang endured their grief and threw their daggers again with a wave of their hands.

The same scenario is playing out again, with one side attacking non-stop and the other just passively defending.

Burst!

No matter how dense the wall is, there are times when the wind is ventilated. Even if Yue Yong's strength is not bad, but blindly defending, no matter how tight the defense is, there will be a moment when it is broken.

If she was a little careless, Yue Yong's left leg was hit. Blood splattered, Yue Yong couldn't help bending slightly, frowning slightly, her resolute face did not show a trace of retreat, facing the dense dagger, she continued to wave the dagger in her hand, resisting as much as possible.

Poof!

There is one, then two, then three, and then innumerable. In the blink of an eye, the dagger was inserted into Yue Yong's stomach, legs, and hands, and several daggers grazed her ears, the yellow silk slipped down, and the blood stained spread.

After a while, Yue Yong became a bloody person, blood gurgling down her hanging left hand, her legs slightly open and half-bent, and her smooth and flawless jade legs were stained with blood. The scattered yellow silk was stained with red blood and stuck to the delicate goose egg face.

Even so, Yue Yong still held the dagger, barely supporting her body, forcibly opening her eyes, and resolutely not taking a step back.

Faced with this situation, Yue Yong's heart did not fluctuate, half of her eyes were scattered, and her thoughts returned to the picture of the first time she saw the sun wheel.

That year, when Xia Huaixi, who was just seven years old, was taken to Taoyuan Township, her body was dirty, red and swollen and bruised, looking at this strange town with red lights and green wine, listening to the obscene words on the street, she was so frightened that she hugged her father's thighs tightly, and her tearful, pure and immaculate eyes were mixed with seven points of fear and three points of hope, expecting that this father who often abused her could take her out of here.

However, the man who was already addicted to gambling and drunk with red eyes ignored the weak Xia Huaixi at all, and ripped her away in disgust, muttering something about losing money and broom stars, but nodding at the strong man in front of him with a smile on his face.

After receiving the money from the strong man, the man was full of smiles, bowed down again and again, kicked Xia Huaixi at his feet, and walked away happily regardless of Xia Huaixi's cry.

Xia Huaixi cried so much that she desperately opened the big hand of the strong man, crying and clamoring to leave. However, she was a seven-year-old girl, and she was no match for a strong man! Despite her struggle, she was still taken into the attic.

Tired of crying, Xia Huaixi curled up in the corner of the room. The room had long been locked, and knowing that there was no hope of escape, she stared at the wall with empty eyes, and there were no more tears to shed.

For one day, two days, three days, Xia Huaixi maintained the same posture, staring at the wall blankly, ignoring the food around him.

"Oh! What a handsome little sister, so sad will break your body!" A delicate and crisp voice like a warbler came, and outside the room, a tall woman's figure reflected into the room.

Xia Huaixi looked up at the door of the room, and saw a woman with a beautiful twenty-eight flowers in her eyes. But seeing her melon seed thin face, delicate cherry red lips, Qiongqiong jade nose, thin willow eyebrows, affectionate Danfeng, affectionate smile, like the warm sun in winter, it is as warm as the warm sun in winter.

What a beautiful woman!

At first glance, Xia Huaixi sighed in his heart.

Sighing and sighing, Xia Huaixi just glanced at the woman in front of him, and then turned his head to look at the wall, like a sculpture.

"I have long heard that Qiuhua has a new little sister with a more stubborn temperament, who never sleeps, does not eat or drink, and now when I see it, it is really more stubborn than the rumors!" The woman disagreed, smiled slightly, and her beautiful face like a flower was full of sunshine.

Xia Huaixi turned a deaf ear.

The woman was not angry, "It's not good for your health if you don't eat or drink! Is my little sister unappetizing for the food here? My sister has cooked chicken thigh rice, let's eat it while it's hot!"

"Girls' families, it's not good to look good if there are scars on your body! Come, my sister has some gold sore medicine here. ”

The woman kept pulling the homely routine, however, let her tongue be like a lotus, Xia Huaixi was still like a sculpture.

The next day, the woman came to the room as yesterday, in addition to replacing the chicken leg rice that she hadn't eaten, she was still with Xia Huaixi. Just like yesterday, only the woman said throughout the whole process, Xia Huaixi was like a sculpture.

"Don't come! I don't want your food!"

On the third day, when the woman came, Xia Huaixi turned her head and said coldly.

"Oops! The little sister has finally spoken!" The woman was unmoved by Xia Huaixi's attitude, still smiling.

"I don't want to see you again!"

Actually, Xia Huaixi is still very grateful to the woman in front of her, in the past few days, only she has accompanied her and tirelessly teased herself. However, after experiencing such a thing, Xia Huaixi's heart has long been dead, and at this moment, she only hopes that she has never lived in this world.

"However, my sister really wants to see my sister!" the woman smiled like a flower, and her big bright eyes flashed, revealing a hint of mischievous beauty.

"It's just a dirty villain in a cage, what's there to see? Or do you think I'm funny like this?" Seeing the woman's warm smile like a warm sun, Xia Huaixi's heart moved, but he replied viciously.

Hearing this, ......the woman rarely put away her smile and was silent for a while before she said slowly: "If there are shackles in the heart, there are cages everywhere. If you have shackles, the earth is just a bigger cage for him!"

"You!" Xia Huaixi's heart was inexplicably touched, her immature face changed, and she began to look at the woman in front of her. Her intuition told her that the brightness of the woman in front of her was like a warm sun smile, hiding the weakness of that kind heart.

"You, what's your name!"

"Sister's name...... Well, let's call it Sister Rilun, that's what people on the street call Sister!" However, my sister told my sister my sister's name. As a return gift, my sister should also tell my sister my sister's name!"

"......" responded to the wheel of the sun with Xia Huaixi's sculptural silence.

"It's still as indifferent as ever!" Rilun's smile was like a spring breeze, and he didn't care about Xia Huaixi's attitude at all. "Wait another day, no, maybe today, my sister will be able to come out of here!"

(End of chapter)

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