Chapter 223

Ruan Xiaomian's eyelids were already heavy, and his eyelashes, which were soaked with sweat, flickered twice, and finally closed his eyes slowly.

She's not breathing well. She's getting weaker and weaker.

The cold blade against her cheek, let her spirit instantly wake up some, a bone chilling from the blade there spread, in her body running.

Ruan Xiaomian is shaking all over her body, and her legs are even weaker. If it were not for the chains hanging on her, she would have fallen down.

The basement door opened and two people came in.

"Why isn't it over yet?"

The man who spoke with sunglasses and spoke English was obviously impatient.

Ruan Xiaomian's body is tottering, like a butterfly wet by rain, how can't flap its wings.

The fierce pain of being cut spread on her face, and the big tears rolled down from her forehead. When they flowed through her cheek, Ruan Xiaomian's knife edge along nuna's cheek penetrated into her bloody wound.

Pain!

When the pain reaches the extreme, Ruan Xiaomian feels his scalp is numb and hot, and his consciousness is getting weaker and weaker.

Even so, nuna didn't hear a plea for mercy.

"What's the rush?" Nuna tightly clenched the saber in her hand, and locked Ruan Xiaomian's blood stained right face with cruel eyes, and said to the man who had just spoken.

She looked at Ruan Xiaomian's pale face. There was no blood at all. Her hair was wet with sweat.

Nuna knows that Ruan Xiaomian must be very painful, but this woman is holding on.

Sure enough, there is a seed.

Even so, she did not say a word, only uneven and trembling breath came out.

"Ruan Xiaomian, you're really tough enough. Go on. I'll torture you bit by bit. I'll see when you can stick to it."

Nuna roared excitedly, with a frenzy in her voice.

Ruan Xiaomian's trembling eyelashes slowly raised, some hazy eyes fell on nuna's crazy face.

A crazy woman.

Oh!

Ruan Xiaomian chuckled, laughing scornfully.

"No wonder nanjue doesn't like you..."

At last, she made a voice, and when she opened her mouth, her voice became very weak, as if a veil over her throat filtered out her voice.

Sweat was still falling, dripping on her clothes, wet through her chest, dripping on the ground, splashing a small spray.

Her whole body, every cell is shouting, they are in pain.

Ruan Xiaomian likes a lyric: you can knock me down, but don't even think about me begging for mercy.

What's more, the person in front of her is nuna, and she won't beg for mercy from this woman.

She just thought the woman was ridiculous, pathetic and pathetic.

"If I were a man, I wouldn't like a crazy woman."

In a word, Ruan Xiaomian said intermittently, as if to say a word, the next word will no longer have the strength to say it.

Looking up, she could not shake the chain, but she could not shake the chain.

"Nuna, even if I die, the marquis will not take a fancy to you."

"Ruan Xiaomian, you want to die!"

Nuna is completely enraged by Ruan Xiaomian's words.

She is the apple of the eye of junlanala family. What is Ruan Xiaomian?

A lowly born person, what can be compared with her?

She was ridiculed by a lowly slut.

Nuna was so angry that she threw her saber out of her hand and pulled out a silver pistol directly from her waist. The black muzzle was aimed at Ruan Xiaomian.

Her big pupils glared at Ruan Xiaomian, and the flesh on her face was shaking, even the whole face was twisted.

Nuna like this is absolutely crazy.

"Ruan Xiaomian, I'll kill you now. I want you to watch in hell. Will I be with nanjue brother?"

Ruan Xiaomian's vision is more and more empty, and the muzzle in front of him overlaps several times.

Scared?

Of course, in the face of death, fear is a normal person's reaction, she is also a normal person.

It's just that she's good at hiding her fears so that people can't see them at all.

Slowly close his eyes, Ruan Xiaomian takes a breath, opens his eyes again and looks at the two people behind nuna.

Just now, the tone of the man's voice was not like that of nuna's men.

There are many possibilities as to who sent the two men.

Moran, Rossi, and even many, many people who have been hiding in the dark have been trying to do away with her.

The pale lips wriggled twice. Finally, Ruan Xiaomian made a sound again.

"Do you two know who I am?"

The two men behind nuna are stunned by Ruan Xiaomian. The next second, the man who just talked stepped forward and stood side by side with nuna, "I don't care who you are. In short, my task is to watch you die with my own eyes.""After this task is completed, you will not only get no benefits, but also lose your life?" Ruan Xiaomian showed a slight frown, because of the pain in every corner of her body, she felt that she was about to hold on.

Every word you say, it seems that you have exhausted the last trace of strength in your whole body.

"I am nanjue's wife. If I die, none of the people present today will be spared. Nanjue will never let you go. Moreover, it is easy for him to find out who killed me."

Look, she is really afraid of death, so even if she is going to fall, she still has to fight for it.

Because, she does not want to die like this, she still has a lot of reluctant, there are many wishes, have not been realized.

She was reluctant to give up her good friend, her master, and Nanjue.

She has not entered into the marriage palace with Nan Jue

Her life is not her own.

Nanjue said that if she died, he would never live alone.

Ruan Xiaomian believes that he can do what he says.

In this world, what she believes most is nanjue.

So, she can't just give up.

"If you let me go, I will plead with you in front of the Baron, and let him spare your life."

"Ruan Xiaomian, shut up Nuna stepped forward and directly handed the muzzle of the gun to Ruan Xiaomian's eyebrows.

A tight heart, for a moment, Ruan Xiaomian can't even find his own heartbeat.

She was afraid, but her appearance was still calm and calm. Even the two men behind nuna could not help admiring the 18-year-old girl.

In the face of death, she can be so calm to analyze the situation for them, rather than panic, crying for mercy.

This little girl is really worthy of nanjue, but they have been killed. This little girl must die.

"It's no use. We're ordered to do things. This life is not our own." The man said to Ruan Xiaomian and said to nuna, "hurry up, we'll go back and take orders."

"Ruan Xiaomian..." Nuna narrowed her eyes fiercely, and the angry light at the bottom of her eyes was like a poisoned arrow. "You, go, die

"Bang!"

There was a big bang, but it wasn't a shot.

The next second three "bang bang bang" are the shots.

Ruan Xiaomian was awakened by the sudden sound, and her consciousness recovered.

In front of him, the two men who had just stood like a poplar tree had fallen down in response to their voices, and their eyes were full of surprise before they died.

"Ah Ah... "

Nuna's shrill and painful screams attract Ruan Xiaomian's eyes.

Just now, nuna was still holding a gun to kill her. At the moment, the gun in her hand had already fallen to the ground, and the hand holding the gun was red with blood, which was a match with her cheek.

Nuna's palm is a big hole.

Just now, a bullet went right through her gun holding hand and hit the wall on one side.

The wall cracked.

A touch of joyful figure appeared in Ruan Xiaomian's sight, and a familiar voice sounded in his ear, with panic and anxiety.

"Ruan Xiaomian!"

It's nanjue. He's here.

Ruan Xiaomian heard the moment of his voice, a heart will slowly put down, the corner of his lips, can not help gently up.

He's here.

He came again, and he would show up every time she was the most dangerous.

Ruan Xiaomian is not surprised at all, but her eyelids are getting heavier and heavier. At the moment when nanjue's arm is across her waist, her eyes are dark and completely unconscious.

……

Pain!

The pain came.

Ruan Xiaomian frowned and tied a big knot.

The pain spread all over her.

Where is she?

Still in that basement?

Didn't nuna kill her?

Why does she feel pain?

Yes!

She remembered that it was nanjue who came to save her.

Thinking of nanjue, Ruan Xiaomian felt relieved and finally opened his eyes.

The light is a little dazzling. Ruan Xiaomian's open eyes are closed immediately. After adapting for a long time, she opens her eyes again.

In the eye is a white halo, that is the light on the ceiling.

Line of sight moves down slowly, white wall, LCD screen, the end of the bed, and nanjue's face.

He looked at her as if to suck her in.

Ruan Xiaomian's eyes are tightly twisted by him, forced to look at him, how can not move away.

"I'll call the doctor." A moment later, nanjue got up, turned and went out, leaving the first words he said when she woke up.It's not like nanjue.

She thought that he would scold her, scold her for disobedience and deserve it.

If she didn't listen to Mo Lan's words and didn't want to prove herself without Nan Jue's help, she would not be taken away by nuna.

She's in pain all over her body, maybe she's disfigured.

He, don't you want her?

No.

No, she believed in nanjue. He would not want her anyway.

Nanjue's indifference and estrangement were just a way of expressing his anger at her.

Perhaps this is the way the South Baron was so angry.

After a while, a large number of female doctors came in and gave her a detailed examination.

"Mr. nanjue, please rest assured that there are many wounds on the lady, but they are all skin injuries. Now that the lady wakes up, she just needs to take a good rest and change her dressing regularly. She can be discharged from the hospital after a month."

Nanjue's eyes were cold, his face was cold and direct, and his voice was low. "What if she had been beaten with a whip?"

"What?" Ruan Xiaomian finally couldn't help but make a voice.

Why did he ask her that?

Did he want to keep whipping her?

No, isn't he mad?

Obviously, the doctor was also confused, stunned for a moment, then replied, "the liver will burst to death."

Nanjue nodded. "If there is no other project to do, you can go out."

"Yes." The leading doctor answered, and all the doctors in the room withdrew.

The door is closed.

There was silence.

Nanjue sat down beside the bed, and his cold sight fell on Ruan Xiaomian's still pale face.

Her face was covered with gauze.

"Don't worry, you won't be disfigured. I have the best medical team in the world and the best plastic surgeon in the world."

Ruan Xiaomian heard the speech and nodded quietly.

Such a calm nanjue made her very uncomfortable.

He was really angry.

Should she apologize?

Tell him I'm sorry. It's all her fault. She shouldn't listen to him. She shouldn't need his help.