Chapter 275

"Ancestors of Yingjia! I finally have a future in Yingjia!" the old lady held a string of sandalwood Buddha in her hand, folded her hands, closed her eyes and comforted her ancestors.

"Where is the master now? Come on, help me to have a look." the old lady was very excited and didn't know what to say.

"I watched the big boss go to his house against others. Don't hurry, madam. If the good thing of the big boss is broken, he will be very angry." the dog thought about it.

"What are you afraid of? As a mother-in-law, I can't go to see my future daughter-in-law! Take me to see it quickly!" the old lady taught me with a calm face.

"Old lady... The dog belt wanted to persuade again. Another black faced bandit ran in out of breath.

"Old... Old... Old lady is not well!" the bandit gasped. He was out of breath.

"What's the matter? Make it clear!" Feng Sanniang sat down at the lower end of the tea cup and heard the bandit tremble and say, "the leader is injured!"

The tea cup in the hand of "bang Dang" broke on the ground, and the tea splashed. He looked up at the black faced bandit and asked, "what's the matter, how did the big leader get hurt, and how do you serve the big leader on weekdays?"

Feng Sanniang's tone was a little harsh. She stood up and was about to go outside. The dog belt hurriedly stopped her and said, "don't be impatient, old lady! The big boss has rough skin and thick meat. A little injury can't die..."

The dark skinned bandit immediately became angry, "dog belt, you go and shed so much blood. Old lady, the leader shed a lot of blood, and the blood didn't stop!"

"Wang Qiang, take me to have a look." Feng Sanniang glared at the dog and hurried outside.

The bandit named Wang Qiang glared at the dog and quickly followed up. He left the dog alone to take a bandit and stood there in the wind. Did he say anything wrong? Originally, he was in charge of the family. He was so skinny! He also followed up to join the fun after touching his head.

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Ying FeiMo had a gold hairpin on his shoulder, and his arm was still bleeding out. Fortunately, his body was good, otherwise he could not stand if he bled like this.

"I treat you sincerely, sir. Since you are so ignorant of good and bad, don't blame me for not knowing how to pity and cherish jade." Ying FeiMo pulled out the gold hairpin on his shoulder and suddenly blood gushed out. He didn't care to stride towards the cold face.

Leng Qingyan's clothes were torn to pieces by Ying FeiMo, and half of the lotus root arm was scratched blue and purple. His head was swollen at the corner of the table because of the recent struggle. His hair was a little messy, tears were in the corners of his eyes, and there were traces of being bitten by Ying FeiMo at the corners of his mouth. His cold eyes looked at Ying FeiMo straight.

"Even if you kill me, I won't commit myself to you as a bandit." Leng Qingyan clenched his teeth and said.

The blood on Ying FeiMo's arm dripped all the way to the ground. The corner of his mouth hooked and strode forward to her. His fingers suddenly pinched her chin, forcing her to look at herself and asked, "little lady, do you want to die?"

"Bah!" Leng Qingyan spit on his handsome face, glared at him and said, "even if I die, I won't let you pollute me."

"Hahaha! If you want to die, you have to wait until I've had enough." Ying FeiMo laughed and took his cold face to his arms with his bloody arms. He looked at the stubborn woman in his arms with thick eyebrows and low eyes. He has played with many women. No woman has ever seen him and talked without changing her face.

The woman in front of him made his heart beat again after a long silence. He carried Leng Qingyan on his shoulder and threw her back into bed. He bullied her and pressed her down. He looked at her straight and said, "you toast yourself and don't punish yourself. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

"Stabbing!" the voice of the torn clothes was particularly loud. Leng Qingyan always stared at the bandit who was pressing himself.

Ying FeiMo looked at her body with low eyes. There was only the last line of defense left on her body. He looked at her coldly and fiercely, put his hand on the lotus colored belly pocket, gently picked out the troubling belly pocket belt with his fingertips, and just about to pull off the belly pocket, he heard a riot outside, frowned, quickly covered her with a quilt and walked outside.

Leng Qingyan's eyes widened, and the tears in her eyes finally fell down. She was not afraid, but she didn't want the bandit to see her timid appearance. She was the imperial concubine of the emperor. She was once a powerful man in the back palace. Even if she fell into the hands of the bandits, she didn't let the bandits underestimate herself.

"Aung, listen to me. I cut the wound myself accidentally..."

"What are you listening to? Are you stupid to think of your aunt? Your wound was stabbed by a woman's hairpin. I must kill that little hoof today. Dare to hurt my son, Feng Sanniang. Get out of the way..."

"Aung, she really didn't do it. I did it myself. I made it when I was playing with the sword just now. How can a little woman hurt me? Don't worry. Go back quickly. The dog takes Wang Qiang and send the old lady back quickly."

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After a long time, the disturbance outside finally stopped. Then the door was kicked open. The wooden door, which was not very strong, flew directly into the house.

"Little hoof, you come out and dare to hurt my son. Feng Sanniang is going to pick up your fox's subcutaneous wine today!" Feng Sanniang howled and walked in without anyone paying attention to her.

"Aung, it really has nothing to do with her!" Ying FeiMo walked in behind Feng Sanniang, the blood on his arm was still flowing, and his face was a little weak.

With the last word, she fell down. Feng Sanniang cried out anxiously, "call the doctor! Go and call the doctor!"

Wang Qiang followed in and hurried to ask doctor Wang in the stronghold.

"Old lady, what about the girl inside?" the dog asked, looking at the grieving Feng Sanniang.

"Send her to the cave in the back mountain. If my son doesn't wake up, give her a living sacrifice." Feng Sanniang said gnashing her teeth.

"Yes!" with a promise, the dog picked up Leng Qingyan and resisted out with the quilt.

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In the Houshan cave, there was a gust of cloudy wind, and the cry of mice came from time to time. Leng Qingyan's clothes were changed by a bandit woman named Zhang ma. Zhang Ma was very kind and talkative.

Zhang Ma and Leng Qingyan talked a lot about things in the stronghold. In addition to the big boss and Feng Sanniang, Duanmu Fenghua almost told Leng Qingyan everything. She liked to say Leng Qingyan, so she listened to her quietly.

Leng Qingyan is not a talkative person. She has been in the cave for half a month and has never spoken more than three words with people here. This cave is similar to the cold palace. People work here, but the work here is a little different. Chopping firewood, boiling water and cooking for bandits are more torture than punishment, For Leng Qingyan, she never knew how the food was cooked and how people could do such a job.