Rebirth from the Poison: The Sturdy Sixth Miss

The bandits were not built either, and the dignified Zuoxiang's mansion should be rich.

"This this……"

Murong Yi stuttered, she really didn't want to promise.

"No money? Kill."

The bandit leader winked at his subordinates again, so the little bandit holding a long knife came up again.

"Yes! I have!"

Murong Yi hurriedly said.

If she slowed down for a while, she would become a dead soul under the sword.She had a frightened expression on her face.

"Well, then write a letter to your family."

The bandit leader threw a piece of white cloth to Murong.

"How do you write without a pen?"

Murong Yi hated her, she really didn't want to write this letter.

"Blood book. This is shocking enough. Stop talking to my uncle, or you will be killed if you talk any more."

"..." Murong Yi didn't dare to hum again, but he didn't want to bleed himself.

Just kidding, she is the dignified wife of the left prime minister, how could she bleed?

So, after thinking about it, he turned to the girl and said, "Blood!"

"Ma'am...this?"

Ye'er didn't want to bleed, so she said to the other maids, "Dong'er, go ahead."

Dong'er is the youngest...

"Grandma's, mother-in-law."

When the bandit leader saw it, he swung the knife to Murong Yi's finger, and the blood flowed out immediately...

"Ah... blood... blood..."

Murong screamed in surprise.

"Write it quickly, or I will kill you."

"..."

Murong Yi didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly wrote the bloody letter with his broken finger.

"yours."

The bandit threw a white cloth to Dongfang Lian in the same way.

"Miss Ben is afraid of blood."

Dongfang Lian's face was pale, "Miss Ben will faint when she loses blood, how can I write a letter like this?"

"Hmph, you are the one to trouble."

The bandit was so mad that he had to throw a pen at Dongfang Lian.

"No...no ink..."

Dongfanglian whispered.

Seeing that Murong Yi had finished writing and his hand was still bleeding, the bandit grabbed Murong Yi's hand all of a sudden, "Mo!"

Dongfang Lian was about to faint from her injury, so Liu Er quickly supported her.

Dongfang Lian pulled herself together and wrote a letter with Murong Yi's blood on it. This letter was very long... the small words filled a piece of white cloth.

Looking at Dongfang Lian's virtue, Murong Yi knew that this cheap girl must have intentions.

The hatred in her heart, she was almost going to strangle Dongfang Lian to death, if there wasn't a bandit's knife pointing at her head all the time...

"Have you finished writing?"

Murong Yi roared, "Damn it, her hand is bleeding all the time, it hurts to death."

She has lived for decades and has never suffered such a crime.

"Not yet, mother? The daughter writes more carefully, so that the father will know the details of the daughter's kidnapping by the bandits, and then the daughter has to show affection to the father, so that he can pay the ransom faster."

"Hmph, do you really think that your father will save you? Your father doesn't have 100 million taels at all. You're thinking about it."

Murong Yi was so angry that he wanted to fight Dongfanglian.

Originally, Murong Yi suspected that these people were sent by Dongfang Lian, a lowly girl, but now it seems that he is not so sure about his previous suspicion.

"Oh, I'm going to write another one then."

Dongfang Lian smiled at the bandit leader, "Brother, what my mother said is that my father is not a corrupt official, and he has to pay my mother's ransom, which may not be so much money. But I know someone who definitely has the money, Besides, he is also willing to save me."

"Then, then you can write another one."

A ransom of one million taels is very cruel to bandits.Who knows if Murong Yi can receive the 100 million taels?