The daughter-in-law is so charming, she crazily criticizes the king regent for taking her life

Chapter 17 Breaking His Leg

No one was found tonight, which made Shen Ange think a lot. For some reason, he was relieved that he was not seen in such a place.

But it didn't take long for Shen Ange to deny his own thoughts, what would he do to me, is it not enough for him to laugh at a good person?

She sighed unconsciously. This appearance fell into the eyes of others, that is, the girl who was bullied, sad because she couldn't get rid of the villain.

Zhao Zhiyin remembered how she looked around looking for people inside again, thinking that that person really bullied her, so he raised the curtain of the car and asked the guard beside him: "Where do people from Shuiyuntian usually live?"

The guard shook his head, Li Zhi replied: "Miss Zhao, people from Shui Yuntian generally live in the back streets."

I was overjoyed, now I should be able to find the person An Ge wanted.

"An Ge, did you hear, Shui Yuntian is not here, then go to the back street."

The carriage changed direction and stopped on the side of the street. Li Zhi led the way around and entered Shuiyun Tianhou Street. A group of people gradually walked in, and the air was filled with a damp smell and stench.

Li Zhi, who was accompanying him, said, "Miss, most of the people living here are beast slaves and stewards in the Yunjing Pavilion. To be on the safe side, please walk among us."

What the hell is this place!

The moonlight can't shine here at all, and there is a huge difference between the walls, only the faint light of the lanterns spreads on the ground, and I can barely see here.

The dirty stone steps were covered with moss and filled with unknown liquids, ruined walls, sewage flowing everywhere on the stone steps, there was nowhere to go, and mice ran past the stone steps from time to time.

Zhao Zhiyin pinched his nose: "What the hell kind of place is this! It's even darker and more rotten than the refugee camp outside the city!"

This is the last place, Shen Ange looked around intently.

Indeed, Shen Ange had seen the refugee camp, it was darker and more smelly than anywhere else, not only that, the air was not circulated.

Not in circulation...

Shen Ange took out the mask and put it on, and also told Zhao Zhiyin: "Put on the veil, it can somewhat block the smell, and you also wear the mask."

"Yes."

The long stone steps are like a road to hell, getting darker and darker as you go in, which has entered the residence.

The dilapidated house, the windows are not covered, and the whole picture can be seen at a glance. The people here seem to have lost their souls, wearing old clothes and moving numbly.

In front of them, a figure suddenly appeared, a thin figure appeared from a corner, and walked straight ahead to support the wall. Shen Ange and his group walked behind, as if they had noticed something, the figure in front sped up after taking a look back action.

It seems to be Gu Qing!
Shen Ange thought he was avoiding her group. After all, they were the only ones in this alley, and they really seemed to have malicious intentions, but not long after, three tall and strong masked men appeared to dispel her thoughts.

Li Zhi stopped in front of Shen Ange and said, "Miss, please slow down."

Three men jumped up and stepped across the walls on both sides to stop him.

Gu Qing was already injured, and her physical strength was far inferior to the three men in front of her. Seeing that the situation was not right, the guards protected Zhao Zhiyin and Shen Ange behind her.

"Both, please step back."

Zhao Zhiyin squeezed his sword tightly and said, "An Ge, what should we do now?"

Shen Ange held down her sword-drawing hand: "No hurry, let's take a look."

Before Shen Ange could explain clearly, there was a muffled groan in front of him, and the young man was kicked firmly in the chest, and his body fell into the air. When he landed, he rolled a few times, and the mask on his face fell off.

"Aren't you amazing? Disrupting the situation? Letting you go to the Colosseum is because the master thinks highly of you."

"Why isn't it awesome now?"

The young man moved slowly, probably due to his serious injuries. He stood up clutching his chest, was kicked away by a few people, fell into the sundries, spit out a mouthful of blood, and under the weak light, the dark clothes invaded his body. Dye a ball of imprint.

Subconsciously, Shen Ange closed his eyes, subconsciously refusing to keep his defeated appearance in his heart.

"Drag him here."

The strong man at the head told the others that pulling his collar was like dragging a dead dog.

Throwing him to the feet of the man who was speaking, the man raised his foot and used some strength to pin him firmly under his feet. The boy's face was stuck on the dirty ground, because his face was deformed due to his exertion.

The muddy water was left behind wrapped in blood, but it couldn't hide the young man's dark and angry eyes.

The strong man raised the weapon in his hand and muttered: "You like to run so much, then break your legs. In this life and the next life, you will crawl like a dog."

Seeing that he was about to hit his legs, Shen Ange's pupils flashed, and he subconsciously ordered to the guard: "What are you doing in a daze, do it!"

At this time, the strong man in front turned his head and saw that there was someone not far away, and the figure of the girl was out of place in this place.

Li Zhi lifted his sword and slashed, the strong man was surprised, before he could react in time, his wrist was scratched by the blade, the weapon fell to the ground, and the splashed water droplets reflected the cold light of the weapon.

Immediately, several other guards rushed out from behind Li Zhi, attacking like the other two. In the instant of confrontation, the time seemed to be stretched infinitely, Shen Ange watched with wide eyes.

The blow brought up the gust of wind, and the corners of his clothes were turned, Zhao Yitang protected Shen Ange and took a few steps back.

Seeing the incompatibility in hell, the boy in the distance raised his eyes to see clearly, but met the girl's eyes.

The situation was too tense, Shen Ange didn't pay attention to the boy's eyes and the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

The guards they brought were all trained. A few strong men wanted to escape when they were defeated, but they were afraid of leaving traces. They threw out their weapons and shot down the piles of debris blocking their sight, and fled over the wall.

The wind stopped, and in the low light, the stagnant water reflected the guard's face like a mirror.

Shen Ange came out from behind Zhao Zhiyin, held his breath, and looked at the motionless young man.

"Is he dead?" Shen Ange asked Li Zhi.

Li Zhi put the sword back into its sheath, squatted down and turned the boy over, breathed his breath.

The moment he met his gaze, Li Zhi subconsciously withdrew his hand, and the terrifying aura just now disappeared, as if it didn't exist.

This young man gave off an extremely dangerous feeling, but in the blink of an eye his aura seemed to be about to die at any moment.

"Miss Hui, he is still alive, but the injury is a little serious."

According to ordinary people, with this degree of injury, he should have been unable to hold on, or screamed for pain, but he didn't say a word as if he had lost his five senses.

Shen Ange breathed a sigh of relief, as long as no one died.

Zhao Zhiyin put the sword back into its sheath, sized up the young man and said, "An Ge, this is the person you want to seek revenge? It's all like this, do you want to beat him?"

The young man was lying on the ground with his head turned to her side, his eyes as black as deep pools stared at Shen Ange, staring at her unblinkingly, undercurrents surged.

Under the refraction of his eyes, Shen Ange couldn't move a step.

Zhao Zhiyin looked at her, Shen Ange's hands were tightly clenched, and memories of previous lives flashed in his mind again and again.

"An Ge? An Ge?"

After a long silence, Shen Ange sighed: "Li Zhi, do you have any wound medicine on you? Give it to him, let's go back home."

"Yes."

"No more beatings." He is like this now, if he makes trouble again, it will be different from him.

Shen Ange squatted down, looked at him carefully, his figure gradually overlapped with that of Gu Qing in the previous life, did he live such a miserable life before returning to the palace?

Shen Ange took the medicine from the guard, stuffed it into his hand and said, "You take this medicine, I can only help you here."

Shen Ange got up, and said something to him on the ground before leaving: "I hope we don't have a chance to see each other again in the future."

(End of this chapter)