After He Li, follow the reckless man to flee the wasteland and farm the fields

Chapter 548 The Love of Husband and Wife
Xiao Zeyu squatted on the ground and looked at the dying Wan Qingzhi. His back was bloody and bloody, and the entire skin on his back had been peeled off. Xiao Zeyu's voice was low but revealed an unquestionable order:
"Say it, and I'll give you a treat."

Wan Qingzhi fell silent when he heard Xiao Zeyu's question, Xiao Zeyu didn't talk nonsense with him, stood up and ordered to the soldiers:

"Drag it down and peel off his whole body."

"No, don't, I said, but there is only one request, I said you give me a good time."

Wan Qingzhi's eyes were terrified when he heard that the skin was going to be peeled, and he called Xiao Zeyu eagerly. He didn't beg to let him go. Now he is a useless person, and he doesn't want to ask for humiliation, he only wants to die.

"Okay, originally I was going to cut you up and down. Since you are willing to cooperate, I will keep your whole body."

Xiao Zeyu nodded and agreed to Wan Qingzhi's request, keeping a whole body for him.

Wan Qingzhi was extremely grateful when he heard Xiao Zeyu promised to give him a whole body: "Thank you."

Xiao Zeyu gave him a cold look, and sat on the chair with a frosty face, waiting for his answer.

"It's a man named Qian Jinhai, he is one of the descendants of Lu Banmen, so Mao recommended himself to find his father, saying that he can make a big killer."

When Wan Qingzhi spoke, beads of sweat dripped down his face, he was very afraid that Su Qing and Xiao Zeyu's words would mean nothing, and let him experience the feeling of hell again.

So he spoke very quickly, and immediately said the name of the person.

Su Qing and Xiao Zeyu looked at each other. They had never heard of this name before. Could it be that they were wrong, not Qin Tie?

But how did Qian Jinhai get the blueprint of the mortar?

Su Qing even wondered if there were still people who passed through from his time?

"Qing'er, go and take a good rest, don't watch this bloody scene."

Xiao Zeyu used the sleeve of his shirt to cover Su Qing's pensive eyes looking at Wan Qingzhi, and he raised his hand to cover Su Qing's eyes, preventing her from looking at Wan Qingzhi's bloody back.

"I'm done talking, give me a good time!"

Wan Qingzhi's back was in excruciating pain, the pain destroyed his will, he just wanted to die quickly, and don't suffer anymore.

"it is good."

Xiao Zeyu kept his word, took out his father's luan knife and walked down from the chair, he approached Wan Qingzhi step by step, every step seemed to be stepping on Wan Qingzhi's heart, he gulped his saliva, and had a crush on Xiao Zeyu An inexplicable fear, as if seeing a father who was furious.

Wan Qingzhi's face was ashamed, and he didn't even think about begging Xiao Zeyu for mercy. He stared blankly at Xiao Zeyu approaching him step by step, with despair in his eyes.

It's over, I'm going to die here today!
Wan Qingzhi, who just wanted to die, thought that he would be slaughtered by Xiao Zeyu like a chicken, and his eyes glowed with the consciousness of survival.

But thinking of the enmity between his family and Xiao Zeyu's family, Wan Qingzhi, who wanted to intercede, lowered his head in dismay. If he begged for mercy, it might be worse than being skinned alive.

Xiao Zeyu didn't want Su Qing to see this bloody scene, so he grabbed Wan Qingzhi by the collar like a chick and took him out of the big tent and threw him heavily into the snow.

The blood on Wan Qingzhi's back stained the snow under his body red, and he was about to die. He was filled with fear. Seeing Xiao Zeyu walking towards him step by step with a knife in his hand, Wan Qingzhi used all his strength Rolling in the snow, it looked like white maggots in the toilet.

Xiao Zeyu grabbed Wan Qingzhi's hair, and lightly cut his neck with the luan knife in his hand.

Wan Qingzhi felt a chill in his throat, and hot blood spurted out. Looking at the blood-stained snow, Wan Qingzhi's legs twitched, and his eyes stared terribly to death.

"Drag out."

Xiao Zeyu was in a happy mood to get his revenge, and ordered his soldiers to drag Wan Qingzhi's body out. Anyway, if you don't feed him for nothing, killing him is the most worry-free.

Since he promised to leave a whole body for Wan Qingzhi, he had to keep his word. Xiao Zeyu went over to search for him, and took a green jadeite from Wan Qingzhi's waist. It was a round jade pendant. , Warm and cool, it will definitely nourish blood when worn on the wrist.

Xiao Zeyu also wanted to ask Wan Qingzhi what happened to those captured soldiers?

But thinking of the cruelty of the Wanjia Army, the answer must be cruel, Xiao Zeyu didn't want to hear it anymore, it would make him worry.

The soldiers in the army are all registered, and every time they come back from a battle, they have to count the number of people to see who died in battle?Xiao Zeyu buried all the soldiers who died in battle, and gave their families a sum of money as compensation. His benevolence is also the reason why the soldiers are willing to follow.

When Su Qing stepped out of the Chinese army's tent, he saw Xiao Zeyu grabbing Wan Qingzhi's hair and wiping him around his neck like killing a chicken. The blood spurted out all of a sudden, staining the snow on the ground red.

Su Qing felt sick for a while, turned around and vomited, Xiao Zeyu hurriedly put away the Luan knife when he saw Su Qing vomited, walked over with big strides and put his arms around Su Qing's shoulders, and patted her on the back lightly.

"Tell you not to come out, why don't you listen?"

"I'm fine!"

Su Qing's tears flowed out, she waved her hand to signal Xiao Zeyu not to worry.

It's very strange, she never vomited when the battlefield was covered with blood before, why can't she stand it now?
She caressed her belly, the child knew how to be considerate to his mother, otherwise she would be thrown into darkness by being surrounded by iron armor, and she would have died seeing Shuisheng.

"Go back to the big tent and rest, and I will accompany you when I finish my work."

Xiao Zeyu supported Su Qing distressedly, and sent her back to the warm tent to rest.

Su Qing originally wanted to see the condition of the wounded, but Xiao Zeyu pushed him back to the warm tent, so he couldn't go, so he had to hand over the medicine to Xiao Zeyu:
"These wound medicines are for the wounded soldiers."

Xiao Zeyu took the medicine and hugged Su Qing for a while, his heart was surging like a tide, thinking of the torture his father had suffered, he couldn't let go of his hatred.

"Qing'er, thank you."

Xiao Zeyu hugged Su Qing vigorously before letting go of her, and kissed Su Qing on the forehead, his dark eyes looked at Su Qing affectionately, if there was no Qing'er, he would have died several times, so why talk about avenging his father?

"What else can the couple say to thank you?"

Seeing Xiao Zeyu frowning deeply, Su Qing raised his hand to brush away his frowning brows, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was as gentle as water.

"The husband and wife should also thank you."

Xiao Zeyu looked down at the little woman in his arms, only when Su Qing was by his side would shed the coldness and turn into a gentle wind to warm his heart.

Xiao Zeyu went out to rescue the wounded and deal with Wan Qingzhi's body.

Su Qing was in a hurry to wash off the bloody smell on her body, the child in her belly didn't like this smell.

A guard brought hot water, and Su Qing took off her clothes and soaked in the hot water with her eyes closed.

She frowned involuntarily, who is that Qian Jinhai?Does the mortar falling into the hands of the court have anything to do with Qin Tie?

Five days later, a servant of King Qing's Mansion in the capital went out from the back door to pour Yexiang, and accidentally kicked something. He looked down and saw that it was a brocade box, because he kicked it and fell down the steps. The servant who poured Yexiang walked over After taking a look, he was frightened out of his body, and with a shake of his hand, Ye Xiang scattered all over the things that rolled out of the brocade box.

(End of this chapter)