The Law of Hunting a Wife

In the groggy, Yutang felt that someone lifted his chin, and the oncoming rain made him gradually sober.

"The hall master of the Lingwu Saintess' Church, Master Yutang, is genuine and fair-minded." The ghost hand squeezed Yutang's chin, raised his face, and let the little female beast over there see clearly.

Qiqi looked at the cross with a thick bowl, the ragged Yutang was nailed to the wooden post with his arms stretched out like a crucified Jesus, and his feet were folded together and nailed to the wooden post by a long black nail. . With his head hanging down on his chest, his long hair like ink dangled, and from the crevices, he could see pale skin like paper.

The torrential rain washed over his broken body, and the blood oozing from the wound was wrapped in rain and dripped down, dripping from his toes along his torso and lower limbs, and fell to the ground. The puddle under his feet was all red, and I don't know how much blood shed in it.

After the cross, there is a large grass-green tent, and a tall figure sitting on a large black chair can be vaguely seen inside, with four people standing on each side of him.

Outside the tent, there was a team of nearly a hundred people, all black clothes and black trousers, enclosing the tent and the cross in a ring. At this time, Qiqi was opening his mouth, as long as he took a few steps forward, he was completely surrounded. As long as the other party's two sides are together, she is the filling in Yuanzi.

In, or not in?

When the ghost hand lifted Yutang's chin, his pale face was trembling and gradually opened his eyes. The ice-green eyes were misty at first, and then gradually clear. After meeting her gaze, the flashing light was so bright, and then quickly extinguished. When she realized that she was here alone, she felt anxious and panic.

"Go back! Go back!" His once charming voice became hoarse and rough from torture and pain.

The violent twisting and struggling caused more blood to flow out of the nailed hand and foot wound.

The ghost hand stretched out his hand to catch the blood dripping from his right palm, and turned his head to look at Yang Qiqi with a smile: "Oh~If this goes on, your hall master's blood is going to run out. Let me count... from this morning ten It's about o'clock. Until now, at five o'clock in the evening, he has rectified his blood for seven hours, and he has been soaked in the rain... I don't know how long he can last? It is a magnificent red-ranked senior. Toss."

"Qiqi, go back! I order you, go back!" For the first time, Yutang's feminine face showed a ruthless coldness towards Qiqi.

Yang Qiqi smiled lightly at him. Unusually firmly said: "I will not go back." Then, he glanced at the dark shadow in the tent and turned to the ghost hand: "How do you guys put the Lord Hall Master down? Do you want me to come over?"

The hand of the ghost hand holding Yutang's chin gradually hardened, and the skin under his finger began to turn blue. Yutang just stared at Qiqi as if not aware of anything.

There was still a smile on Qiqi's face, but Guishou still caught the trace of pity from her eyes. Even though she quickly converged by wiping the rain, he was sure that he had made no mistake just now. So, I got a little more certain about the next thing.

"So. Will you come over?" Guishou thought it was interesting to tease this little female beast.

He knew in his heart that once Yang Qiqi fell into the hands of the president, he would definitely become a forbidden existence, and the benefit he could get was to look up to her in a humble attitude. He is not reconciled, even if he can't get her, he will leave his mark in her heart. Even. It was a vicious, negative impression, and he wanted her to remember himself.

Qiqi was anxious. The face still remained calm: "I remember, in addition to the hall master, we have three hostages in your hands. It is not difficult for me to come over, but the three elders must be released. To restrain me, only the hall master An adult’s weight is enough."

Guishou looked at the person in the tent, and saw that the person made some gestures to both sides, and then two of them walked to the corner and came out with heavy objects.

After leaving the tent, it was clear that three people were mentioned. The clothes and figure of the three masters were arrested.

There are also many scars on their bodies. But it was much better than Yutang. At this time, all of them were in a coma, not knowing what drugs they were in. Still knocked unconscious.

One of the two human-raising males was wearing a ghost mask, and the other looked pretty good, but a little thin. The two of them brought the three elders all the way, their eyes fixed on Qiqi.

The man without the mask is amazing and obsessed, and he can't hide his eyes.

Such an expression is similar to the other people in black. Although being scanned by that kind of gaze and disgusting like being crawled by some mollusk, it can only be regarded as ignorance at the moment.

However, the gaze of that ghost face is very strange.

Nostalgia, guilt, joy, and obscure love? ? ? ?

This is definitely an illusion.

Qiqi met his eyes, feeling a little familiar, but couldn't remember the members of the Black Phoenix Club who had already known him.

The person met Qiqi's gaze, and the shattered light flashed inside, and then peace was restored. All previous emotions passed by like a breeze, leaving no trace.

The masters were thrown by them at her feet, the water splashed, but they didn't move.

While guarding the two of them, she squatted down to investigate them one by one. Fortunately, breathing is normal.

"What did you do to them? Why didn't you wake up?"

The thin male beast kept looking at her intently, and when she squatted down, he saw the boundless spring light at her neckline. He swallowed his saliva and said, "It's just a drug that these three old guys are too irritable. Please don't worry, little female beasts, they will wake up in a few hours. Now, the people have been released, you Is it time to follow us in?"

"Wait a minute." Qiqi raised her hand and made a gesture, and several figures appeared on her back. Five of them ran over, one carrying three masters one by one, and the other two behind.

"Marshal..." One of the male beasts behind the palace was the guardian beast of BeiQing. He glanced worriedly at Yutang on the cross, looked at Qiqi again, and stopped talking.

He always felt that Qiqi's plan was too risky, but the matter was already here, and he couldn't just watch the Lord Hall Master being killed. I can only pray that everything will go well.

"I'll be careful." Qiqi nodded at him and watched them quickly merge with the others before turning around the back of the mountain.

The thin male beast reached out his hand and made a please gesture, and then led the way with the ghost face.

Qiqi walked to the cross step by step, looking at the ice-green eyes from bottom to top. Yutang's eyes are beautiful. The shape of Shan Feng's eyes is wider than ordinary Shan Feng's eyes, with long curly eyelashes, so that when looking at people from top to bottom, it is naturally noble and cold.

Due to blood loss and long periods of cold water, his lip color was as thin as his skin color.

"My lord..." Qiqi choked in her voice, raised her arm, and stroked his cheek with her fingertips. Cold as jade.

Yutang knocked his eyes slightly, felt the light touch on her cheeks like butterfly wings, and enjoyed the warmth from her fingertips. After that, he said helplessly: "I would rather be overwhelmed and don't want you to take risks."

"I know." Qiqi gave him a soothing smile, then hugged his legs, and said to Guishou and the other two male beasts: "Please put the lord down."

Guishou touched his nose, and watched Qiqi's chest clinging to Yutang's legs and was squeezed out of her clothes, she couldn't help but envy Yutang. I wish it was him who was nailed to the cross now.

He muttered in his mouth, and with the thin male beast, he raised his hands to pinch the black nails in Yutang's palm. But the one on the sole of the foot was shot by the ghost face.

The ghost face fingers firmly clamped the black nails like iron tongs and pulled out, but the head of the bowed head rubbed against Qiqi's skirt, a young girl's fragrance mixed with the smell of soil and the smell of Yutang's body. The blood rushed into his nose at once.

He was so close to her, yet so far away.

Her appearance is always perfect. But in the past, she always had a cold temperament, saying that she was a woman, but she was more like a man dressed in a woman's skin.

but. She is still noble and perfect, but her temperament is very different from what he remembered. Charming and enchanting, just now when I looked at this Yutang, his eyes were so gentle that I hated to drown him.

Isn't it, this is the real her?

In the hard shell, is the sweet soft meat?

The three iron nails were pulled out almost at the same time, and Yutang's weight fell down. Qiqi moved his arms up, let his feet touch the ground, and hugged Yutang's waist instead.

His waist looks narrow, but it is very tough. It's somewhat similar to that of Ji Mo.

"Am I very heavy?" Yutang's limbs were nailed for too long, and now he has just put them down, and the blood is smooth. But it was unavoidable that it was painful and numb, and unable to exert strength for a while, so I had to rely on Qiqi to support the weight.

"A little bit, but I can."

Qiqi's height is very close to that of his previous life, with a full height of one meter and seven feet. However, facing the taller orcs, she is still petite and exquisite.

It's like now, she is holding Yutang's waist, Yutang bends slightly, her arms are folded on her back, she is completely contained in her arms. I watched, like a lover embracing.

Someone in the tent coughed heavily. The ghost hand couldn't see it, but when he heard the sound, he pulled Yutang up from Qiqi. Originally the action was rude, but seeing Qiqi's eyes crossed, he quickly eased the action, and put one of his arms behind his neck instead.

"Our president is waiting inside. I'll take him over for you."

Qiqi thought that Yutang's body temperature was extremely low, and she could not get any more rain, so she stopped talking nonsense with him, but walked into the tent faster than them~www.ltnovel.com~Yutang's soles were bloody, every time Landing is like stepping on the tip of a knife, and every time you lift your foot from a puddle, a blood red floats. But he didn't say a word, even the muscles on his face didn't tremble, he just looked at the back in front and smiled, that Limao was very intoxicating.

The light inside the tent was very dark, the rain hit the roof, and the sound was louder than outside. "Wow, it's like someone sprinkled soybeans on top of his head."

The inside of the canopy is very simple, there is nothing but the **** chair.

"Is there any lighting? It's too dark." Qiqi said to the human in the chair.

It was a tall beast wearing a black cloak, with a deep hat covering his entire face. Seventy-seven affirmed that this is the president of the Black Phoenix Club, and the coercion that has been cultivated for many years by those who have been at the top for a long time cannot be faked.

ps:

There are a lot of things today, but now it's the first one.

I will try my best to make the second update, but the time is not accurate. ()