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1081 Tonight, He Xi

Before he finished speaking, the mysterious man put his cheek in front of Hua Ling's eyes. The white face was so close that it looked like a ghost.

Hua Ling groaned subconsciously, her face darkened and she pretended to be calm: "You want..."

Bang!

"ah!"

While screaming, Hua Ling's body was kicked away like a ball by the mysterious man. It hit a tree firmly and then slid down softly.

Hua Ling closed her eyes and felt that all the bones in her body were broken. The most terrible thing was the pain in her lower abdomen that shot straight into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

child!

Her consciousness was clear for a moment, but then suddenly collapsed.

At that last glance, I saw that the man seemed to have taken off his mask, with a smile on his lips, cold and cruel.

The sound of horse hooves gradually faded away, and everything in front of him finally turned into chaos, completely disappearing into darkness.



Lin Chu slept for a very long time, but this sleep was not stable.

In the haze, I seemed to hear Hua Ling's sneer and whisper, which turned into a cry of pain after a long time.

Everything is not very clear.

She didn't know how long she slept. When she woke up, she saw a long-lasting darkness in front of her eyes. She didn't know what time it was, whether it was day or night.

All I know is that the carriage never stops day and night and travels very fast.

She stretched out her hand to look around. The car board was cold and hard, and she could hear a crisp and clanging sound when she struck it.

Lin Chu was a little stunned.

It's midsummer, June, the hottest month of the year. The walls of the carriage running wildly should not be so cold.

How long has she been imprisoned for? How could she sleep for more than half a year?

She did not panic, nor did she ever plan to call for help. She just lay down contentedly, rested with good food and drink, and let the carriage carry her on an unknown road.

With nothing to do, she became very interested in the carriage in which she was imprisoned.

The carriage was made of extremely thick steel plates. She couldn't hear the slightest sound of the carriage moving, and naturally the people outside couldn't hear her either.

The car was extremely dark, and it didn't have windows like the carriages nearby. Only a very small gap was opened on the roof to serve as a skylight, allowing fresh air to circulate.

Every day, the skylight would be opened for a moment, with clean food and toilet buckets hanging down in hanging baskets, while the rest would be locked.

Lin Chu knew very well that the carriage was specially made and could be broken without human effort.

Her daily meals were also drugged with drugs. It was not fatal, but would only make her lose strength and make her whole body weak.

Lin Chu knew very well that someone had tampered with the food, and anyone with any integrity would choose not to eat it and fight to the death.

However, Lin Chu never thought that he was a person with integrity.

She only does what she should do. The most important thing in life is to stay alive.

She died once, so she knows how difficult it is to live.

She was very cooperative and kept her eyes closed except for eating, drinking, and defecating. Compared with futile struggle, recharging her energy and conserving her strength was the right way.

Along the way, she never stopped thinking.

The timing of Hua Ling's appearance was so coincidental, he was clearly here for her.

It would be impossible for Hua Ling to smuggle her out of Longshi Shangzhai alone.

How much benefit can she get from this?

The person behind this incident concerned her very much, and she was able to conclude that this person was very familiar with her.

The iron carriage was a fine product forged by a machine, and the medicine in the meal perfectly evaded all her Gu knowledge. Lin Chu didn't know how much this person knew about her, but at least Gu King Shuangmu and Qianji

I'm afraid the identity of the pavilion master cannot be hidden.


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