Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 723 The pit is 135 meters deep and the first meeting (2)
As usual, there were words that Mo Jiu couldn't understand.

This feeling is very aggrieved, Mo Jiu lay on the felt like a dead pig, watching him explain something to the little girl, but he went out without even looking at her, Mo Jiu was so angry that he wanted to smash People... Of course, the premise is that she has the strength to smash people.

"Hey!" She opened her mouth like a crow, "I want to drink water. Thirsty!"

The little girl looked at her curiously, with stars shining in her eyes.

"Water?" She said in a low voice, imitating what Mo Jiu said.

Mo Jiu nodded slightly, moistened her dry lips, opened her mouth, and signaled that she wanted to drink water.

After staring at her blankly for a while, the little girl seemed to understand what she meant.But she waved her hand eagerly, pointed to her mouth, and then shook her head again, her mouth was still a string of "twittering" "foreign language", as if she was explaining something to her, but Mo Jiu could see going crazy.It's fine if you can't communicate with her, the little girl not only doesn't give her food or drink, but also specially adds a quilt for her, and puts it heavily on her body.

"I'll go!"

Mo Jiu was so hot that he rolled his eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice, "You guys...are you boring people?"

She resisted with all her strength, but the little girl didn't allow her to push the quilt away.

Even, half of her body lay down and pressed against her body to prevent her from being exposed to the slightest wind.

Mo Jiu really wanted to write the word "serve" in capital letters!

Originally, her body was thirsty and drinking, hot and stuffy, and a girl covered her with a thick quilt above her. This stuffy feeling made her sweat profusely, like a steamed bun being put in a steamer. Feeling dizzy from the heat, I slowly fell asleep.

When she woke up again, the quilt was gone, the fever subsided, and it was cool...but it was also dark.

Inside the tent, a dim oil lamp was lit.

In the light and shadow, there are a few tassels shaking indistinctly.

But there was no one in the tent except her.On the contrary, it was very lively outside the tent, a kind of noisy noise, as if some kind of banquet was being held.Roaring, shouting, laughing, singing, and the sound of the matouqin, one after another... The most terrible thing is that the smell of wine and roast lamb drifts in without interest, making Mo Jiu, who is hungry, want to swallow his tongue into the stomach.

How can you deal with prisoners like this?
I caught her here and didn't even give her any food, that's enough!

Mo Jiu moved her fingers, thinking that she could recover a little strength after resting for so long, but when she tried to get up again, she realized that the hope was full, but the reality was very skinny.I don't know what kind of medicine those scumbags fed her. Her whole body is like eating "Shixiang Cartilage Powder" in a martial arts novel. Apart from being conscious, she has no way to move her body at all.

It's fresh to imprison people like this!

Mo Jiu took a deep breath and kept rolling his eyes, missing Xiao Liulang very much.

If he was there, no one would bully her like this.

But the environment she is in now is clearly no longer on the border of Nanrong. Even if Xiao Liulang has a heart, he may not be able to cross the border to save her in a short time, right?
So, she still has to rely on herself to save herself.

Slowly organizing her thoughts, she probably understood.

If it's not Beimeng, it should be Ping country. Judging from the noisy voices and tents outside, it is very likely that it is Ping country. Those people seem to be boosting morale and carnival for the upcoming war...

But what does the confrontation between the two armies have to do with her, a vagrant?Is it because she is beautiful?
(End of this chapter)