The prince is very fierce and hidden dragon scale shadow Chapter 6 The autumn wind howls at night

The autumn wind howled at night, the simple mountain villages in the deep mountains and old forests were full of ghost spirits, and the pungent smell of smoke filled the mountain.

There is no one in the radius of ten miles, and the lit house will not attract any attention.

"Well……"

Under the big tree in the village yard, Wang Ying, who was tied into tortoise shells by nightingales, slowly woke up. The wound on her head was scabbed and did not seep again, but she still had a headache.

Wang Ying has been in the world for more than ten years and has never suffered such severe injuries. She wanted to shout "Brother Zhang", but was blocked. After the dim firelight in front of her eyes came into her eyes, she suddenly came to her senses.

In front of me is a copycat that I have lived in for several months, but it has become unrecognizable. Many houses have become smoke-filled ruins. In the courtyard in front of me, a little girl threw the bedding and clothes of her brothers in a place that she couldn't see behind.

The pungent smoke is mixed with a little odor, as if it is the smell of burnt meat...!!!

Wang Ying's eyes were full of fear, and she didn't even dare to breathe. Her instinct for survival made her want to struggle, but her hands and feet were tied tightly and hung upside down, making it difficult to move for a while.

"Young Master, it smells so bad when a person burns. Wouldn't it be enough to just throw it on the road..."

"If people die, they will easily cause plague. If people come and run into it, something big will happen..."

The sound of conversation scared Wang Ying, because the man's voice was sitting on the big tree behind him, so close to him.

Everyone is dead...

Why am I still alive...

Could it be...

Wang Ying showed a little despair in her heart. If this man was greedy for her appearance and did not kill her, then the next thing she faced might be worse than death.

But Wang Ying still underestimated the sinisterness of the world. The following words made her frightened:

"Young Master, why didn't this woman burn together? Could it be that you like someone else's beauty and want to..."

"What nonsense? We are knights, how can we do things that abuse women? How can we go around the world if it is spread?"

"What should I do if I keep her?"

"These bandits are just this woman wearing gold and silver, and their martial arts are good, so they probably took the lead. As the saying goes, "The most poisonous woman's heart", these people probably killed many innocent people. It was too cheap to burn it with just a fire, so that they would shock the surrounding sluts, so that no one would do evil things again..."

"That head cut off?"

"The head will rot after a few days. Peel off the skin and send it to the county government office. Make it into a human skin drum and put it outside the county government office. Ensure that no one dares to commit any crime in the next few decades..."!!!

Wang Ying widened her eyes, not even breathing hard, and tried her best to break free from the ropes in her hands and escape, but it was useless, just like a piggy who was pressed on a stool to be slaughtered during the Chinese New Year.

“It’s so disgusting to peel…”

"What are we afraid of? We are doing good things that benefit the country and the people. We are upright and not afraid of shadows. The border troops still pile up in Beijing in wars, and they are not praised by the people..."

The pungent smoke accompanied by creepy words, Wang Ying's face was as white as paper, unable to struggle, and finally couldn't help but make a "woo-" cry.

"Yo~ I'm awake, let's do it!"

"Okay young man..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Wang Ying, who was hanging upside down on the book, looked frightened and struggled violently. She wanted to beg for mercy and explained that she had never killed anyone, so she snatched a few clothes, but was blocked and unable to speak.

A man appeared in front of him, holding a skin-skinning knife in his hand.

"Woooooo"

Wang Ying's eyes were full of pleading and fear, her hair was hanging on the ground, and her whole body was trembling.

The man in front of him ignored her shouting and looked up and down with a knife:

"Does skin peeling start from scratch or from feet?"

The little maid next to her also appeared, wearing an apron on her body, as if she was afraid of blood being splattered on her body:

"The pigs are hanged upside down, probably starting with the feet... Why do you peel them when you wake up?"

"I naturally have to wake up when I peel it alive. Like Lingchi, this female thief must have hurt a lot of people. What's the difference between peeling it in a dizzy way and slashing it directly..."

While speaking, Wang Ying felt her feet being held, and the cold blade was pressed against it, and the stinging pain came immediately.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Wang Ying's whole body was stretched straight, her wrist was almost broken by the rope, and she had all her snot and tears. She fainted after a few twitches.

Unfortunately, not long after I fainted, a bucket of water poured on my face.

"Woooooo"

Wang Ying woke up and found that she was still in the Shura hell. She was stimulating by despair and desire to survive, and she made a howling sound, but at this time she was blocked and even cried was a luxury.

"It seems wrong. I have to bleed when killing a pig. It seems that it is difficult to cut the gourd from my feet..."

The man squatted down in front of him, grabbed her hair, and put the knife in his ear again.

There will definitely be no one to rescue the deep mountains and forests. At this moment, Wang Ying was actually lucky, at least she died quickly after she was cut from the beginning.

But the little maid next to her immediately shook her head:

"I'll die after peeling it twice."

"Too……"

The man stood up again and started to cut off his feet again.

After a while, Wang Ying's mind collapsed directly, and she didn't even have the strength to struggle, and just howled.

Fortunately, there is no way out. I just got a cut on my feet, and there was a hurried cry from the village:

"Ying'er! Ying'er"

Wang Ying, who had lost her soul, suddenly came to her senses, and then looked at the direction below the mountain, roaring hysterically as if she was crazy.

"Young master, what should I do if I have an accomplice?"

"Go and see..."

"It seems like a powerful person, maybe I can't beat..."

"The village has burned, go first..."

"What should I do with this woman?"

"Kill it!"

Wang Ying, who was sobbing wildly, suddenly stopped hearing this sentence. She turned around and was about to beg. Even if she dragged on for a while, she would be saved as long as she waited for her husband to come.

But as soon as he turned his head, he was stabbed on his body, and the severe pain filled his mind in an instant.

"Woo"

A muffled groan.

The two figures disappeared into the night.

Soon, the swordsman Zhang Ding ran into the village with a short knife. Seeing Wang Ying's miserable state, he rushed over and cried, and tremblingly untied the rope to treat the wound.

Wang Ying couldn't even speak except crying, but just hugged her husband who had been dependent on each other for more than ten years and cried loudly...

In the distant mountains and forests, Xu Buling and the Nightingale stood side by side behind a big tree, watching carefully the situation between the flames and the thick smoke.

Nightingale unbuttoned her little apron and said softly:

"After this time, the ambitious woman must have been calm, but such a woman deserves to die, so there is no need to help her."

Xu Buling shook his head: "I think people are very accurate. Zhang Ding is a person who values ​​friendship and martial arts. He is just a bad person. He is trapped by love. He said hello to his family and found a chance to contact me. In the future, he will go to Suzhou to do business for me. If you use it well, you will be a powerful general."

Nightingale nodded and wrote down carefully in the notebook...
Chapter completed!