Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

Su Qianqian lay on the bed, she felt the light on her back.Naked, with a dull pain on the top, the newly grown skin is extremely delicate, she doesn't know what happened, but at this moment, Lance's words made her feel strongly uneasy.

"What do you want to do?" She thought she would not be afraid anymore, but when she saw him, she found that she was still afraid.

This person said he loved her, but everything he did was hurting her.

The man took out a few thin needles from the brocade box. The tips of the needles were extremely thin, and the whole needle was pinched between his fingers, almost showing a transparent texture.

Lance said: "When entering our gang, everyone has to go to the elder to get a tattoo, which represents his eternal surrender to our gang. From now on, as long as he wears that tattoo, then, whether it is life or death, his life, They all belong to our guild." He picked up the silver needle and looked at it carefully for a long time, "Everyone around me has tattoos, now, let me personally mark you as mine. From now on From now on, your life will only belong to me.”

What he didn't tell her was that for the wife of every patriarch of their family, the patriarch personally inscribed his own mark on his wife.That means that from now on, regardless of life, old age, sickness or death, he will take her as his wife.

In his whole life, from now on, he would like to have only her as a woman.

Lance reached out to hold her waist, and the silver needle dyed with red paint landed firmly on her back.

His hands were extremely steady, as if the painting had already been imprinted in his mind, every stitch, every thread, fell in just the right place, without missing a single point, and without a single redundant point.

As Lance's needle fell, Su Qianqian felt a pain that pierced into the bone marrow.

Her skin has just grown back, her scars have just fallen off, and now she is being pricked with needles, life is simply worse than death.

There was fine cold sweat on her forehead, and she almost seemed to be fished out of the water, but the other party concentrated on embroidering tattoos on her back, with a focused and single-minded expression.

She quickly fainted from the endless pain, and then woke up from the dense needle pricks. It was getting brighter, but this terrible torture seemed to never stop...

When the monstrous manjushahua finally pierced Su Qianqian's back completely, Su Qianqian's body almost collapsed.

When Lance proudly held the mirror to show her the tattoo on her back, her eyes stared at the mirror for a long time, and then fainted.

Early that morning, she developed a fever.

Lance knew that she had been terrified all night, coupled with the wind, and now she was sweating so much, she must have a fever, so he was not worried.

It was only in the afternoon that Su Qianqian still had a high fever and even fell into a coma, that Lance began to know that something was wrong.

Among the people he brought were those who were familiar with medical skills, so he went to the mountain to find a lot of herbal medicines for reducing fever that day, and poured them down for her after tormenting, but the fever became more and more intense, and there was almost no effect at all.

The wound on her foot has not healed, and with tens of thousands of needles on her back, the limit of a person's endurance has been reached that day. On the second night, not only can't the person wake up, even the breathing starts to become short .

Lance knew that he had done too much that night, so he found anti-inflammatory herbal medicine to apply to her, and at the same time poured her a lot of anti-fever herbal medicine. In the end, not only could she not swallow it, but instead Vomit as much as you want.