On the wedding night of rebirth, he was kissed crazy by a paranoid boss

Cold Duzhou.

Mo Xin tried his best, but failed to force Si Ye out.

She waved the whip until her hands were tired.

Her eyes fell on Jiang He, who was covered in blood. There was almost no good skin all over his body, and he could still bear the pain.There was a flash of hostility in her eyes.

"You are all watching here, if there is any trouble, please notify me immediately."

If Si Ye didn't come out, she didn't need to continue to torture these people here. If she was tortured to death, she would have no leverage.

She is tired and wants to go back and rest.

"Also, give them this medicine."

She took out a few bottles of medicine, handed them to her subordinates, and instructed.

The medicinal effects of those teas can only last for one day at most, and they need to be supplemented with these medicines to continue to make them weak and let her slaughter them. "yes."

The men nodded respectfully.

Mo Xin left with a tired face.

Jiang He was thrown back to Fu Huo's side again.

"Hiss..." Jiang He took a light breath.

Fu Huo's red eyes stared at him immediately.

"Don't look at me like that." Jiang He was so painful that he almost lost consciousness, but he still teased him: "I'm so disfigured, it's so ugly."

No matter what time it is, you can still laugh!
Fu Huo was angry and anxious, but he couldn't say anything.

"Are you still angry with me?" Jiang He slowly closed his eyes, he was indeed tired and had no strength at all: "Don't be angry..."

Angry, he can't coax him.

It's so sad.

"Stop talking!" Fu Huo glared at him angrily, "Give me a good rest!"

Jiang He smiled again, the corners of his lips curled up subconsciously, but trembling with pain, he obediently closed his eyes to rest.

Fu Huo was next to him and didn't close his eyes all night.

Jiang He's blood was so scary that he was afraid that he would die if he was not careful.

Fortunately, after one night, Jiang He was still angry.

At dawn the next day, Mo Xin started to go crazy again.

"Si Ye, if you don't come out again, I'll kill one person a day!" After one night, Mo Xin's mood did not calm down, but became even crazier: "Isn't your precious daughter trying to ease the relationship between the Si family and Han Duzhou? I will kill all these Patriarchs!"

"You're sick! You hate others, why are you venting your anger on us!" The patriarchs were dumbfounded, did this woman have some serious illness, and used their lives to force others to come out? !

"It's just you! Catch him out!" Mo Xin had already lost her mind, she looked at the talking Patriarch and asked her subordinates to take him out.

Seeing Mo Xin wantonly killing others, Fu Huo clenched his fists and his veins bulged.

"Brother Pingtou, calm down." Jiang He's weak voice sounded.

Fu Huo quickly looked at him: "You're awake!"

Jiang He leaned against the pillar with difficulty and sat up. The wounds on his body had scabbed over and did not continue to bleed, but because the wounds were not treated, there was some pus.

He had no strength and his voice was low: "They used Madam Shi Wan's news to trick the boss into country A. It will take two days to get to country A from here. It’s been a day, and three more days will do.”

"Besides, my brother and Si Ye should still be near the Si family." Jiang He's voice was so hoarse, every word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, and he endured great pain every time he uttered a word.

"I know all this, just shut up!" Fu Huo angrily reprimanded in a low voice!

Jiang He forced a smile with difficulty: "Did you take the medicine last night?"

"Ghosts eat it!"

Although his men watched them finish eating and checked their mouths, he had a way of keeping them from seeing it.

Jiang He didn't eat either, because he was already half dead, and there was no need to eat this.

"Very good." Jiang He smiled. He originally wanted to say that his Pingtou brother is quite powerful, but he really didn't have the energy to make fun of him, "Then you will recover your strength in a few hours. With your ability, you can He ran out quietly. Don't worry about me, run away if you have the chance, and go find my brother and Master Si Ye."

"What are you running for?" Fu Huo glared at him.

"I can't run, but you can, Brother Pingtou."

"And I didn't stay here for you, Madam will definitely come to save us, don't be too nervous!"

They have experienced so much together, if they are still alive, what are they afraid of?
Could it really fall into the hands of a Moxin?

"This time is different."

The smile on Jiang He's face faded a bit.

This time is really different.

Mo Xin took advantage of Shi Jiunian's weakness - Shi Wan.

When encountering Shi Wan's affairs, Shi Jiunian would lose her mind, even if she knew it was a trap, she would jump into it.

Every time Jiang He said a word, he endured great pain, and his body trembled faintly. Fu Huo didn't want to talk to him any more, so he just kept silent.

Jiang He also slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Mo Xin had shot the forehead of a patriarch, and the patriarch fell to the ground with a dead face. Mo Xin was so disgusted that he was dragged down.

"Si Ye, I will kill someone every hour, if you don't show up, the next person I will kill will be someone from the Si family!"

All the Patriarchs looked at Mo Xin in shock, thinking that she was really sick, not only seriously ill.

How can they use their lives to force others out!
They also began to fear that they would be the next to be shot, and everyone began to feel insecure.

……

Fu Huo noticed that Jiang He's body was starting to feel hot.

He was injured too badly, and he was not bandaged, and the infection was bleeding. If this continues, he will die!
"Old smoker!" Fu Huo called him in a low voice, his tone was flustered like never before.

But Jiang He was delirious and unable to respond to his words, he could only mutter the words 'Brother Pingtou'.

Fu Huo was extremely anxious, no, Jiang He couldn't hold on any longer!

He must take him out immediately and give him medicine!

"It's an hour again." Mo Xin casually walked into the square, smiling broadly: "Next, who should I kill?" (End of this chapter)