Princess Runs Away On Wedding

Zheng Qi Niang did not know where to draw a sword, angry at them.

"If you go one step further, don't blame me for being rude."

Zhuo ran looked as if she could not see it, and her expression was cold as snow, "hands on."

No one who stands in his way is merciless.

The bodyguards swarmed on, mercilessly besieging.

No matter how good Zheng Qiniang's martial arts were, she couldn't hold so many people together. After a while, the sword fell to the ground.

The guards rushed into the house and searched around.

Zhuo ran stood in the dark yard, with a cold breath all over her body, freezing all around.

Zheng Qiniang was stunned and looked at the figure that was integrated with the night, and her heart was in a fit of colic, "are you crazy? For the sake of a little white girl, it's ridiculous to set up a teacher and mobilize the public. "

"Shut up." Zhuo Ran is upset in the heart, where is Xiaoya?

Outsiders can't enter the iron family. There is only one possibility, that is, the internal ghost.

The people who hate Xiaoya most are tieweiyu and Zheng Qiniang.

Xiaoya let Weiyu make a fool of herself in public, lose her face and wake him up from her dream.

And Zheng Qiniang is hate Xiaoya, Xiaoya robbed her of everything.

The man she wanted, the power she wanted, the love she wanted.

These two people are the most suspect, and the gap must be opened from them.

Zheng seven Niang envy fire attack heart, can't help low murmur, "hum, too late."

Zhuo Ran's ear moved, jumped up and grabbed her neck, "what? Say it again. "

Sure enough, this woman did a good job. Well, she's dead.

There was a tingling sensation coming from the throat. Zheng Qiniang's face was pale and she shook her head desperately. "I didn't say anything. You heard me wrong."

Zhuo Ran's eyes blazed with anger and hatred, bitch.

A slap in the past, hit her to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Somebody, take her down, send her to the water prison, open the water snake cage until she calls."

The famous water prison of the iron family is used to punish people who have committed serious crimes. It is the most terrible place in the world. You can go in horizontally and come out lying down.

Zheng Qiniang naturally knew these things. She was scared white and shivered all over her body, "tie Zhuo ran, you are really crazy. Wake up, for such a woman is not worth..."

Mu Jin Mo did not know when to come in, a handsome face cold as winter snow, braved the cold air, "iron Zhuo ran, you get out of the way, I come."

Zhuo ran quickly got out of the way, "OK, I'll give it to you."

Mu Prince's means have always been vicious, fell in his hands, not dead and disabled.

Mu Jin Mo did not say a word, holding Zheng Qiniang's neck, put a vermilion pill into it.

Zheng Qi Niang struggled desperately, but could not get rid of it. She could only swallow it down. Her pale face looked like a dead man's face in the moonlight, without a trace of vitality.

"What did you give me to eat?"

Mu Jin Mo drew up the corner of his mouth, revealing a cruel smile, "the poison of intestinal puncture and rotten stomach, you can enjoy it slowly. Come on, my childe will loosen your muscles and bones again."

When he pointed to the critical point, Zheng Qiniang's bones broke violently. She was burned in pain, her muscles and bones were disordered, and she screamed, "devil, you..."

What a cruel means. It's too hard.

"Yes or no?"

Mu Jin ink mouth with a faint smile, fell in the eyes of Zheng Qiniang, is the devil's smile, fear of the whole body straight shaking.

Although scared to death, Zheng Qiniang still shook his head with a stiff temper, "do not move."

As long as I think of Bai Xiaoya's downfall and misfortune in her life, she is full of strength and courage, and she is not afraid to die.

Mu Jin Mo suddenly picked up one of her thin white fingers and looked at it carefully, "it's a pity to cut off such a beautiful finger and feed it to the fish. Ah, but who let its owner disobey?"

[that's all for today, and we'll continue tomorrow. We'll continue the microblog voting campaign. Tie Zhuoren has the lead in the number of votes. 】