Xiao Ninglan smiled evilly, put her arms on the window, and said calmly, "Princess, I'm waiting for you!" He turned to look at the guard next to him, "Let's go, we have to get to the next village before dark!
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The carriage started to gallop. Although Yan Xiaoyu was mentally prepared, she was still dragged almost staggering to the ground. She ran with the carriage panting, and she ate the dust raised by the horse's hooves in her mouth.
Bitter.
A look of ridicule appeared on Xiao Ninglan's angular face, her thin lips were slightly opened, and she said lightly, "Princess, are you tired? Do you want to take a rest?"
Yan Xiaoyu couldn't speak, and her legs were running unconsciously. She glared at Xiao Ninglan fiercely, her eyes like cold needles quenched with poison, which made Xiao Ninglan furious. He waved his hand and said to the guard on the side, "The driver
Has anyone not eaten? At this speed, how can we get to the next village before dark?"
Yan Xiaoyu wanted to curse, but she was choked by the dust. Before she could cough, she was pulled violently. She staggered and fell to the ground. The carriage was speeding on the uneven ground. Yan Xiaoyu's hands were tied with ropes, and she was slender.
His body was dragged along the ground.
Xiao Ninglan glanced at Yan Xiaoyu with disgust, put down the car curtain, turned around and leaned on the carriage, closing her eyes to rest.
Yan Xiaoyu's skin was smooth and delicate, leaving blood-red drag marks on the rough ground. She once tried to stand up while the carriage was running fast. Whenever she struggled, Xiao Ninglan always asked people to speed up. Her ankle was already sprained.
, she even heard the crisp sound of bones breaking, and felt pain like a fire from her chest to her knees.
Most of the flesh on her body had been rubbed off, and the bright red blood mixed with dust left deeper and deeper traces on the ground. She gave up struggling completely and allowed the sharp pain to engulf every cell in her body.
Her chest hit a raised gravel, and Yan Xiaoyu spat out a mouthful of blood. The bright red liquid snaked down the corner of her mouth. Before she could cry out in pain, she opened her frightened eyes and looked at the bigger thing in front of her.
If a rock hits it, she will definitely die...
"Xiao Ninglan, I curse your eighteenth generation of ancestors!" Yan Xiaoyu cursed at the last moment. Looking at the boulder, her eyes widened. The distance was getting closer and closer. The breath of death oppressed her, and the protruding rocks in her clear eyes were getting bigger and bigger.
As she grew older, she seemed to see the God of Death waving to her, and the carriage continued to run, but she felt the pain was no longer so painful. Her consciousness left her body, her head tilted, and she fainted.
Fang Han looked at the embarrassed woman behind the carriage and couldn't bear to say to Xiao Ninglan in the carriage, "Your Highness, the Crown Princess has passed out, right..."
Xiao Ninglan opened her eyes, raised the car curtain a crack, and looked back, only to see Yan Xiaoyu who had fainted and was in a miserable state. There was no intact part of her body except her back, and bloodstains as wide as one person extended ferociously into the distance.
Seeing Yan Xiaoyu being dragged by the rope and crashing into a protruding rock on the road, Xiao Ninglan's eyes tightened. Her delicate body shook and she quickly crossed over the broken stone. The broken stone was suddenly dyed blood red, dripping with bright red.
Falling from the top of the stone is shocking in the sunlight.
Yan Xiaoyu suddenly raised her head and spit out blood. As she was advancing rapidly, he saw her bloody chest. The smell of blood filled the air in the mountains. Xiao Ninglan smiled lightly and put down the car curtain, "Continue until the next village."
Stop."
Fang Han helplessly looked at the dying woman behind the carriage and sighed deeply.
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