Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 1151 Cold-blooded monster
Xiao Yang's theory is that because He Miao is young and beautiful, he must have some fierce and effective means to protect himself when facing a group of wolves and tigers on the battlefield.

You can tell by looking at her weird and very useful equipment, a little more insidious tricks and vicious poisons are just right for her.

"It's you, it's you, it's you!" Xiao Yang was emotional and reeked of alcohol.

He Miao was pinched so hard that he rolled his eyes, and recklessly took the dagger and stabbed him everywhere as hard as he could.

Suddenly, Xiao Yang let go of his hand and wept bitterly in a low voice.

His voice was very small, whimpering, like a child who had been wronged and had nowhere to confide in, crying very pitifully.

He Miao regained her breath, he hadn't finished crying yet, through the faint starlight outside the window, she could vaguely see Xiao Yang covering his face and trembling all over.

He Miao thought about it, it was indeed miserable enough for people to get to his stage, and said, "Don't cry, I will try my best to detoxify you, but the premise is that you can't torture me."

She didn't mention the matter of asking Xiao Yang to let her go, because she knew he couldn't agree, so she might as well live on and take it slowly.

Xiao Yang ignored her, feeling like breaking a jar, crying so hard that he couldn't stop.

He Miao heard impatiently: "I said, didn't you save all the crying of the previous decades in this one time? It's so noisy."

This woman really has no mercy at all!It can't be called a woman at all!

Xiao Yang's heart was on fire, but he was not as sad as before. He wiped away his tears vigorously, and said in a hateful voice: "He Miaomiao, you can't be considered a woman, but a cold-blooded monster."

Not a woman?Cold-blooded monster?

He Miao thought about it for a while, then smiled: "You can say it's you, as long as you're happy. Do you want to do the deal I just mentioned?"

Xiao Yang got up and kicked her hard again: "You're dreaming! I'm going to starve you to death, so that you can't help but pull in your pants, trample all your self-esteem under your feet, and put your face and pride together Peel it off! Let you kneel down and beg me, beg me hard."

"Xiao Zizhao!" He Miao repeated with a smile: "Xiao Zizhao, I said you are the same as Wei Zizhao, that is the real monster."

Xiao Yang was silent for a moment, then turned and left.

The door was shut heavily, and the only bit of starlight was also cut off.

He Miao rubbed the painful place from being kicked by Xiao Yang, and grinned.

For a military general like Xiao Yang, one kick can break a human bone, but she miraculously survived, it was really his mercy.

She closed her eyes and rested, full of confidence that the business between her and Xiao Yang would definitely be concluded.

In a daze, he remembered the kind of poison Xiao Yang mentioned, and vaguely felt that it was probably the father's handwriting again.

"Oh... I really don't know whether I was tricked or saved by my father." She sighed and finally fell asleep.

For three days in a row, Xiao Yang didn't show up, and He Miao was so hungry that his eyes were dimmed, and the table legs were all chicken legs, and he was dying of thirst.

The most unbearable thing was that her body was numb and uncomfortable. She could only try to move and try her best to relieve it.

In a daze, there was a knock at the door, and Xiao Yang walked in.

Still in military uniform, he walked up to her and looked down at her, expressionless: "Are you hungry?"

He Miao didn't even have the strength to nod, but grinned, "You miscalculated, I didn't stain the clothes."

Xiao Yang didn't expect such a sentence to come, he squatted down and looked at her with a complicated expression: "You beg me for mercy."

He Miao shook her head: "No. I would rather die than seek."

A terrifying look of crying and laughing appeared on Xiao Yang's lips: "You have the backbone and confidence, you would rather die than bow your head, what about me? I have become a notorious running dog."

He Miao tried to open her eyes wide: "I can help you out."

"Relief?" Xiao Yang sneered, and slapped her hard on the head.

He Miao fell to the ground with a "gudong", completely dizzy.

Xiao Yang stared at her with hatred in his eyes.

He really hated him, hated Li Guoren for killing his father, ruining his face, and making him fall to this point, but he hated Wei Zizhao even more, and hated Jin Shang's incompetence even more.

Xiao Yang bent down, untied the net bag on He Miao's body, and searched for all the items on her body, even the handkerchief.

Touching the girl's soft body, his fingers stiffened.

"Tick, tick," the sound of water dripping, He Miao missed the sweetness of the spring water, and she opened her mouth like a baby bird, eagerly looking for water drops.

"Water... water..." she said.

The cool sweet spring flowed into her mouth, and she drank greedily.

The thirst was relieved, and the stomach and intestines convulsed again, with burning pain.

"Hungry, I'm hungry, Mariko, I'm hungry..."

She stretched out her hands and grabbed a hand. She held it tightly like a drowning person grabbing driftwood, and whispered, "I'm hungry, daddy, mommy..."

She was already so hungry that she didn't know anything, she just yelled indiscriminately.

Xiao Yang looked at her, frowning so much that he could pinch a mosquito to death, he pinched her mouth roughly, and poured rice juice into her mouth.

He Miao was choked and coughed violently. She soon got used to it. She swallowed and quickly finished a bowl of rice juice.

She fell asleep contentedly, but Xiao Yang was not satisfied.

He looked at the empty bowl in his hand, then at the sleepy He Miao, and threw the bowl angrily.

It is said that he wanted to torture this vicious woman for revenge, why did he serve her like his master?

Because he needs her to detoxify him, because he wants to use her to hit Wei Zizhao, and when he finishes these things, he will kill her, kill her hard!

Xiao Yang clenched his fists, pulled out four iron chains from the head of the bed and the feet of the bed, locked the seedlings, and went out with a grim expression.

He Miao immediately opened his eyes and looked at the roof quietly.

She couldn't quite understand what Xiao Yang was thinking, but detoxifying him was probably the only thing that could help her survive.

She was so hungry this time that she took a few days of feeding to recover.

In the past few days, Xiao Yang did not appear in front of her. Instead, a dumb woman waited on her, eating, drinking and harassing her every step of the way. A kind of poison was added to her diet.

She knew exactly what it was, the cartilage was loose, her limbs became weak after eating, and it was just a dream to escape.

She was afraid of losing track of time, so she left a scratch on the head of the bed with her nails every day.

On the tenth day, Xiao Yang came.

He didn't wear armor this time, but a homely black robe.

There is no embroidery pattern on the robe, it is simply cut and stitched.

He is tall and fit, with an imposing appearance, but it is a pity that he cannot see his face.

He Miao recalled his old face, felt a little bit embarrassed, and said, "I kept warning you not to catch up, but if you didn't believe me, look, you'll be at a loss, what I said is medicine."

Xiao Yang stared at her coldly, she curled her lips: "Prepare a pen and paper, I will write the prescription."

Xiao Yang didn't make a sound, but put his wrist in front of her.

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