Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Countless dense needles have pierced Leng Lintian's skin.

He woke up briefly, and let out a roar of pain that pierced his bones.

Jing Jiaren also heard that tragic cry...

It's Leng Lintian!

"You only need to shake your head again, fall a few more times, and pierce the veins all over his body, and his body will be scrapped."

Ximen Longting approached viciously.

Xiaoyi was stunned, at this critical moment of making a choice——

The door was suddenly knocked open by a strong force, and Jing Jiaren rushed in.

A pungent smell of blood spread, and Jing Jiaren glanced around the room in a panic, and saw the person on the needle bed at a glance...

Leng Lintian was in severe pain, only briefly awake, and fell into a faint again.

Jing Jiaren's hands and feet were cold, and her whole body was numb.

The man with scars all over his body, his face was covered with snow, and he could barely recognize his face...

Is it really Leng Lintian?

If I hadn't just heard his low growl that penetrated my heart...

Ximen Longting's eyes tightened, damn it, at this most critical moment!

"Who let her in!"

"Ximen Longting...you actually...you..."

Jing Jiaren was speechless and her face was pale.

"Let him go, let him go now!"

"Take her out."

I have achieved the last step, how can I fall short now?

"Go away, who dares to touch me!" Jing Jiaren had an extra dagger in her hand, and she was ready to threaten when she came.

A cold light flashed on her face, and she directly put the knife on her neck.

"Ximen Longting, if you dare to do anything to Leng Lintian today, you will regret it!"

Ximen Longting straightened up and sneered in disbelief: "For a Leng Lintian, how dare you hurt yourself with a knife?"

"He saved my life. If it wasn't for him, I would have died by now! Ximen Longting, the spring of dripping water is rushing to repay... I don't ask you to treat Leng Lintian kindly, but what have you done to him now!" Jing Jia People looked at the needle bed, and couldn't bear to see it with just one glance.

The strong smell of blood makes people want to vomit.

"You promised to give me time, but how did you do it?"

"..."

"Don't discuss it with me, and torture him privately behind his back!"

Ximen Longting rubbed his temples, she broke his most perfect plan——

"Let him go, let him down now."

Jing Jiaren approached the needle bed with a dagger, but the bodyguards did not dare to stop her.

"Pull up the chain, pull it now! Hurry up!" Jing Jiaren's stomach turned and she was about to vomit.

The bodyguard glanced at Ximen Longting hesitantly.

Jing Jiaren turned her face to look at Ximen Longting, the blade pressed against her neck tightly: "Do you think I'm joking with you, I can't do it?"

"..."

"I'll count to three. 1,2, [-],—"

"Zip the zipper." Before the three beeps came, Ximen Longting ordered coldly, turned around, and punched Xiao Yi in the face.

This fist almost shattered Xiaoyi's skull.

Ximen Longting's anger had nowhere to vent, his fists were rattling, and he was about to punch again.

Xiao Yi had been knocked unconscious, her head was hanging behind her, and blood was dripping viscously.

He waved his fist halfway, and endured it abruptly.

Beat Xiaoyi to death, and Jing Jiaren will die!

Ximen Longting was filled with horrified hostility, seeing that the bodyguard had already hoisted Leng Lintian high into the sky, and the steel needle bed was turned back to its original side.

Jing Jiaren stood with cold hands and feet, her mind went blank...