The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

"If you don't have any money, you'll know if you search it." [26nbsp;]" Thinking about Jiang Sanguang's plucking, how could he let someone go there without asking for anything.

"No! The burden can be given to you." The two tremblingly handed out the burden.

The eyes of the big man with the scar became sly, and he stared at the two of them fiercely, and the young man said: "Boss, these two boys look good, with thin skin and tender flesh, they should be able to sell for a good price!"

These days, some rich men and wives love fair and clean men, and I heard that their taste is no worse than that of women.

"You...don't act recklessly, we are from Yangming Villa, my father is Fu Huairen..." Fu Yaxuan's whole body was shaking non-stop, it was in vain for her to be wise, at this juncture, she couldn't think of a way out.

The big guys laughed loudly when they heard this, and the big guy with the scar laughed and said, "Your father is Fu Huairen, I'm still Cui Yingyan."

"You...you, you are presumptuous!" Fu Yaxuan and Yun'er stepped back step by step...

"Brothers, search them!" The scarred man swung his sword and shouted.

A few big men smiled treacherously, and walked slowly towards Fu Yaxuan and Yun'er. They retreated step by step, and Yun'er kept pulling Fu Ya's sleeve: "Master...how...what to do..."

"Ah!" Yun'er screamed suddenly, tripping over a stone and falling to the ground.

"Rhyme!"

"Young master, hurry up and ignore me." Yun'er pushed Fu Yaxuan away.

"I'm not going, I want to go together."

"Leave it all." The black shadows of a few big men enveloped them, covering the golden light of the sun.

One one one one one one one one one one

The two closed their eyes and screamed in fright, but another miserable cry overshadowed their voices, making her startled, and subconsciously opened her eyes.

I saw that the big men who were about to pounce on them all fell to the ground, with a hole in the clothes on their chests, and bright red blood kept overflowing from the wounds.

For a moment, the screams echoed endlessly in the mountains. They didn't even react, let alone fight back. They immediately opened their eyes and fell to the ground, the blood on their bodies stained the loess red.

Fu Yaxuan stared blankly at the corpses in front of him, his face turned paler, and even his lips turned paler.

"Yaxuan, are you okay?" A familiar voice called out.

Fu Yaxuan didn't reply, just looked at the person in a daze, as if in a dream, Cui Moyao, why is he here?

He has lost a lot of weight, but his eyes are brighter and brighter, blurred by tears but still shining with gazing at him affectionately, with a deep affection that cannot be melted away.

"Yaxuan, are you okay?" He asked again, walked over to her and hugged her tightly.

Fu Yaxuan was hugged tightly by him and pressed against his chest, listening to the rhythmic heartbeat, he looked up at him, his thin face had melancholy eyes, and when he looked at her, the melancholy faded away The mist cleared, and her slightly misty eyes eroded her body, mind and soul with a gentle warmth like spring water.

She pushed him away suddenly, and stared at him stubbornly with misty eyes: "Don't touch me."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry for making you suffer, I'm sorry!" He hugged her and kept apologizing.

Fu Yaxuan slapped Cui Moyao forcefully, his reddish eyes glared at him angrily, his body trembled with anger: "Go, go, I don't want to see you!"

"Yaxuan, I miss you, and I miss you even in my dreams. After I arranged the imperial guards, I came to look for you immediately. Yaxuan..." Vaguely, he understood how deeply the person in front of him loved him , and how deeply he hurt her.

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