When Lou liefeng saw Zhao Wanxi, her eyes turned red in a flash, and she was cold and bloodthirsty.

One side of the Lou Yunlin also see the clue, narrow eyes half squint: "father know this girl?"

He had already guessed that the beautiful woman in front of him was not an ordinary role. It seemed that he really expected.

"It's her He blinded feng'er. "

Lou liefeng's hand trembled slightly, and his anger reached the peak. He pinched Zhao Wanxi's neck with one hand, and his five fingers tightened her strength instantly.

Zhao Wanxi is controlled by Lou Yunlin and can't move. She can only bear the force from her neck. Her breathing is becoming more and more difficult. Her little face is becoming pigsty and her brain consciousness is becoming weaker and weaker. Is she really going to die like this?

Lou Yunlin's low voice said: "if you really can't save Fengdi, let this woman be buried with you."

The bottom of Lou liefeng's eyes suddenly flashed an aura. He suddenly thought of something, and his big palm suddenly released.

Suddenly breathing fresh air, Zhao Wanxi a fierce cough, Lou Yunlin eyes flash a doubt, don't understand why Lou liefeng suddenly let her go.

"Let someone send a letter to the seventh prince, let him take feng'er tomorrow morning in exchange for the girl's life."

Lou liefeng suddenly remembers that Leng junao has done everything to protect this girl. It must be unusual for him. If you can change feng'er with her life, it's worth keeping her alive for the time being!

"I'm afraid that general Lou's wishful thinking will come to nothing. Min Nu is just a little wet nurse. How can the seventh Prince care about my life, let alone the life of a condemned man in exchange."

Zhao Wanxi's lips sparked an intriguing smile, but Lou liefeng's smile suddenly became colder and more charming -

"give this little nanny to our general. There should be no mistake. When we save feng'er tomorrow, our general will reward her to all the soldiers one by one..."

His words instantly inspired the morale and a burst of voice.

As soon as Zhao Wanxi's heart was tight, she was once again tied up in a narrow room. This time, she was afraid that she would run away again. Four men were in the room at the same time.

The man with a long face looked very excited. He asked the little man next to him in a low voice, "you said that you will save the young man tomorrow. Will the general really give us a taste of this girl?"

The little man was also interested: "didn't you hear that she was a wet nurse? I've already had it tasted by others, but Such a beautiful woman, even the broken shoes are strong enough. "

"While we are tonight Think about how to play tomorrow... "

A few men's obscene laughter into the bottom of the ear, unbridled.

When Zhao Wanxi heard them say this in front of her own face, she blushed with anger. Of course, she couldn't just wait to die.

She was tied to a chair, and there were several porcelain cups on the table beside her. She even bumped into the chair, only to hear a loud clang, mixed with the crisp sound of broken porcelain cups.

"What the hell?"

"Cunt, you'd better be honest tonight. My brothers will be gentle to you tomorrow."

Big long face and small short man came forward at the same time, crudely lifted Zhao Wanxi up with the fallen chair, and gave her a fierce look.

At the moment when the chair was lifted, Zhao Wanxi quickly picked up a piece of broken porcelain with her hand tied behind her and hid it quietly in her palm.