Finally, I felt that there was nothing worse than now, so I took the pill and put it into my mouth.
The pills melt in the mouth.
"Wait for a stick of incense, and then look in the mirror."
The man's words fell, but when he saw his hand lifted, the incense was burning in the incense burner of Jiulong Ding.
A stick of incense, the room is so quiet that I can only hear my heart beating.
His hands agitated his sleeves.
Only staring at the incense burning out in the censer, neither of them communicated.
The last trace of incense burned out, steep, but see the man's hand again a Yang, Nangong Mengyao hands for no reason more than a round mirror.
She trembled her hands, bit her red lips, took a deep breath, and finally got up the courage to take off the hat and look at the mirror in her hand.
The burn on his face was gone. His face was beautiful. His hair was black and thick.
Although it was only a few inches long, she was very excited.
"You didn't lie to me."
Nangong Mengyao looks at the peerless beauty in the mirror excitedly, holding the mirror tightly with both hands, and her eyes are full of firmness,
Let's wait and see.
You raise on me, I will redouble the reward, so that you can not survive, can not die.
In this life, I can't bear to live
"You have a gorgeous face, but you still have a forbearance that you haven't learned." The voice of the man came.
Nangong Mengyao raised her eyes and looked into the dark: "after this, I know how to endure."
"Oh, known? Now let's see, how can you endure? "
Words fall, figures move.
The next moment, Nangong Mengyao but feel a tight waist, the next moment, people have been strong into.
"You... What are you doing?" Nangong Mengyao said with a tight face.
But the girdle that answered her was removed from her waist.
"You let me go..." Nangong Mengyao found out later that the man wanted to belittle her.
Immediately struggling to resist.
"Tut, is that your forbearance?"
"You let me go. I should be able to bear with shame. " Nangong Mengyao deliberately raises her voice in order to make herself feasible.
"Endure humiliation?" The man vomited a cold breath behind her ears, but his hand quickly removed her clothes.
Just for a moment, she was cool.
"No, I can do anything for you except my body. Please... "Nangong Mengyao knew that she was the fish on the chopping board.
Hands protect the chest, beautiful eyes full of tears, pitiful look to the man plead.
"Oh, I dream of marrying Helian jiuxiao?" The man in the mask sneered.
Words fall, directly bite on the face of the south palace month fall.
"Ah..."
The pain made her grin.
Don't give Nangong Mengyao another chance to beg for mercy. The next moment, all her cries for help are swallowed by men.
"No..."
Brutality, cruelty, ruthless plunder
Nangong Mengyao is lying on the cold floor, her tears falling silently.
Her dream is broken, and her dream of marrying the king of the owl can no longer be realized.
Not willing to
She is not reconciled!
I don't know how long later, the violent man finally got up and looked at Nangong Mengyao on the ground, with a cruel smile.
"Oh, with this ability, I dare to tell you that you are patient enough."
"You can't pass this pass."
"Come on, for you to continue..." the man's cruel and merciless voice.
"You... What do you want to do?" Nangong Mengyao's pale face looks at the four wretched men coming in.
However, the answer to her was that she was mercilessly insulted by the four
This day, for her, is a thought of heaven, a moment of hell.