Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 133 - Don't Touch Me, I'm Dirty
"Little Yu!"

With a trembling voice, Ying Li lifted the curtain of the door with strong uneasiness rising from the bottom of his heart.

Ying Li only took one look, then looked away unbearably, feeling the pain in his heart that he couldn't breathe, he turned around, quickly took off his robe, rushed to the bed, and covered Jiang Jiongyu with the robe. body.

When she got closer, she realized that the ropes that bound her turned out to be the horse-head qin strings used by Dayan women. At this moment, Jiang Jiongyu looked desperate, but he didn't even have the strength to cry.

"click~"

Ying Li gently reset her dislocated jaw, and untied her acupuncture points along the way.

She only stared round her eyes silently, without even blinking her eyelids, there was a dead silence in her eyes.

If it weren't for her breathing still breathing normally, even Ying Li would think she was dead, but in her current state, life might be worse than death.

Jiang Jiongyu finally had a reaction, she didn't use her internal strength to break free from the strings, she just pulled crazily with brute force, allowing the tough strings to embed into her wrists, gradually seeping into the flesh.

"Don't seek death!"

Seeing this, Ying Li hurriedly used the Hidden Sword to break the strings of the zither, and hugged her tightly in her arms.

"Let... let go of me, don't touch me, I'm dirty!"

Jiang Jiongyu murmured weakly in a hoarse voice, while pushing Yingli vigorously.

"Don't let go! I'll marry you!"

He didn't dare to use force, he was afraid of hurting her who was already scarred, so he stubbornly held her waist.Press your chin against the top of her unkempt head.

"How can I be qualified to be your wife now! You go! I don't want you to care!"

"Don't die. If you die, I will die for love. Remember to wait for me at Naihe Bridge."

"I have already agreed to get married in the spring of next year, I don't care!"

Ying Li said softly, his tone full of yearning for the wedding in the coming year.

"Woooooo..."

At this moment, Jiang Jiongyu's face was full of tears. She hammered Yingli's chest and buried her face in his arms, crying until she couldn't make a sound...

And Qin Yin, who had been frowned outside the tent, sighed lightly. He really didn't want to disturb the world of these two people, so he turned around and left the red tent without making a sound.

"Not one of these Yan troops will be left behind!"

He left Ying Li to take care of Jiang Jiongyu, and sent a team of people along the river to search for Feng Zhan's whereabouts, and then rushed to Honghe County with the remaining Baima Yicong.

At this time, in the suburbs of Honghe County, countless emaciated and emaciated refugees were struggling to move forward. Some were walking on crutches, some were carrying infants on their backs, and there were even sallow-faced and emaciated old people lying on the ground, dying.

The border of Dayan, which is covered in ice for thousands of miles and drifting in snow for thousands of miles, is full of hungry and hungry people. There are wandering hungry people everywhere. Dayan has a vast territory, but most of it is grassland, and even eating tree bark has become a luxury.

Some slightly stronger adult men gathered together and lit a cluster of small fires with the cattle and sheep dung that they had finally looted. A strange smell of meat.

However, when the hungry people passing by smelled the tempting aroma, they all unexpectedly showed two contradictory emotions of panic and salivation at the same time.

(End of this chapter)