Chapter 173: .Replaced ex-girlfriend (6)

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In the dark prison, a hill-like beast corpse was piled up, and a ferocious black snake refused to breathe.
In the pool of blood flowing all over the place, Ji Ze lay on his back exhausted, his chest undulating violently, as if the breath he exhaled was carrying heavy iron filings, mixed with the smell almost frozen in the air.
His palms were shaking with excessive force, and his left thigh was slightly twisted, showing a state of spasm and twitching in a moment.
Gradually, the expression on his face changed from pain to despair.
Breathing is getting weaker and weaker.
Motionless, as if dead.
"Snapped--"
Lin Lang opened the golden cover of the octagonal pocket watch and glanced at the Roman numerals on it.
"Tick Tick ..."
Time elapsed in one minute and one second.
Lin Lang casually listened, rubbing her fingertips with the amethyst and red onyx inlaid on the cover, the expression was extremely comfortable and relaxed.
"Master, he seems to be ... dead ..."
The person next to gave her a new heater, and when she saw the misery in the prison, she reminded her carefully.
"is it?"
She was unsure, and after a while, the cover was closed with a snap.
The maid was taken aback by the sudden sound.
"Open the door for me."
Lin Lang put down the stove and blanket and ordered.
The tall, thin man took off a string of copper keys around his waist and unlocked her.
He kicked off the stumps of the animals that had fallen to the door, turned his head, bent over and said flatly, "You come here, so that these cheap things don't stain your beautiful clothes."
"It's a good job." Lin Lang praised him intimately. The servant's servant was more active.
Lin Lang walked to the thick blood on the beach.
"Husband?"
She called out, and no one answered.
Is the aura of the male master so fall-proof?
Lin Lang straightened his legs slightly, smashing his face with his shoe toe, and his mouth was still tender and watery. How do you live? "
Suddenly, a bloodied hand stretched out lightning and grabbed her ankle.
The thick blood penetrated into the thin stockings.
"Damn!"
The man on the side exclaimed.
He wanted to kick the "hand-off" hand, and then looked up at his master, with a beautiful smile like ice and snow melting in the corner of his mouth, he suddenly regained his thoughts of making contributions.
"It turns out that the husband hasn't died yet." Lin Lang said with a smile, and raised his other foot, mercilessly, with a pointed heel crushing on Jize's chest-the place closest to the heart. "Do I need to send you on the road?"
"Zi--"
The unhealed wound spewed out blood with her bad behavior, and the dark red shoe surface was splashed with blood.
"Oh, husband, look, I let you talk, you have to move your feet, this is all right, my shoes are stained by you-I like these high heels best, you give me Is it good to lick it? Hmm? "Lin Lang smiled and increased the intensity on her feet.
Ji Ze opened his eyes suddenly, and a pair of black eyes looked at her coldly.
His body began to twitch again.
"puff--"
He spurted blood.
Lin Lang didn't mind being stained by his skirt. He continued to admire the misfortune of the male host from another angle.
The man was frightened by the master's fierceness, and like a frightened little quail, obediently served as a background board beside Lin Lang.
He was fortunate that he was the master's follower, not the enemy.
Look at this man, what are you doing?
He didn't know if he could live out of this place, he thought secretly.
"This, so humiliating me, are you happy?" Ji Ze swallowed a bite of blood foam, and his stomach suddenly turned upside down. He forced himself to feel uncomfortable and tried to make his words clear enough to be heard by this vicious woman.
"Of course I am happy." Lin Lang turned his heels and tossed around his chest. "Seeing the husband like a little monkey who can't escape my palm, struggling to die, the concubine is really happy, feeling I can eat an extra bowl of white rice tonight. This is all thanks to the hard work of husband. "
There was a sharp pain in his chest, Ji Ze's physical strength was rapidly losing, and the hand pulling Lin Lang's ankle gradually loosened.
Although he is not reconciled.
He pinched his own arm hard and tried to stay awake, but it was only in vain. The vision in front of him had long been blurred, and now he couldn't see it anymore.
"Let the doctor come over and see ... such an interesting toy ... what a pity to die ..."
The last thing that remained in my mind was the woman's slightly regretful laugh.
Icy, like a devil.
Ji Ze did not know how long he had been in a coma.
He had a dark and terrifying dream, dreaming that he was above a wilderness, with a huge moon hanging above his head, becoming the only bright color in a square. He fixed his eyes, and on the dark curtain he couldn't reach with his fingers, he set a pair of miserable green eyes, gradually approaching.
It was a group of hungry jackals with drooling at the corners of their mouths.
"Oh--"
They rushed one by one, biting his flesh.
He awakened with sweat.
The feeling of palpitations was still burnt on his limbs, making him unable to get rid of the nightmare for a while, his fingers trembling gently.
Ji Ze suddenly discovered that a large crystal chandelier was hanging on the ceiling, and he was not used to it after getting used to the darkness.
"What's wrong with the husband? Have a nightmare?"
A caring voice came from the front.
Ji Ze's heart tightened, and he looked up at the other party.
Lin Lang wore a peacock blue velvet lace cheongsam at the banquet that day, but the tulle of the arm was replaced with a slightly thick brocade silk. The white bright snow bottom was decorated with tender twigs of green lotus, and the dark green fringe of the corner followed her His steps shook slightly.
There was no slight anger in her face, but she was worried to come forward.
The woman placed the jade bowl next to the cupboard, reaching for the temperature on his forehead.
Subconsciously, Ji Ze leaned back, not wanting this viper to touch him.
"What trick do you want to play?"
Because Lin Lin had been ruthlessly treated before, the male master who had tasted the dying taste kept a high degree of vigilance on her every move.
He suspected that Lin Lang's hand had also been poisoned, and she might die immediately when she touched herself.
Lin Lang looked funny at the opponent's defensive posture.
She put on a surprised expression, "Husband, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me! After you entered the rouge shop, somehow you passed out, and the concubine found someone to carry you in for a rest, who I thought you had a high fever for three days, but I was terrified. Fortunately, I am finally awake now. Are you uncomfortable? "
"I? Coma?"
Ji Ze looked at her expression as if it was not a falsification. Could those things before be a dream?
Is it a particularly real dream?
Ji Ze remembered the fear of being forced to a dead end, and now he couldn't calm down.
"Yes, husband, the doctor said that you have been overworked recently and did not take a good rest, which led to a coma." Lin Lang bowed his head embarrassedly, "This is all to blame me. The husband has been tired to run around to smooth out the uncle's things I had to brace my body to attend Miss Qin's birthday party. I and I were so ignorant, I ran out angrily, letting husband ... "
She bit her soft lips, and her clear glass eyes were filled with mist.
Ji Ze caressed his sore forehead, somehow relieved.
It turned out to be just a dream.
Yes, it is a dream.
"By the way, Husband, I made some light porridge and it was still hot. You will try it soon."
Lin Lang picked up the jade bowl to feed him.
Although it was confirmed that it was just an absurd dream, Ji Ze could not recover from the terrible dream. He almost thrilled rejected the bowl of porridge, "No, I am not hungry now, You put it first, I will eat it later. "
"Husband ... Is this my skill rejected?" Lin Lang was sobbing.
"No, I just ..."
He also thought to appease a few words, but the man suddenly lifted the bowl and dumped it on his back, the hot porridge made him scream.
"you--"
"Hahaha ... Fool, you believe what I say."
Lin Lang smiled with flowers and branches, and the steps between the temples made a crisp collision.
"Do you really think it's a dream? My fool."
Ji Ze looked pale.
Was fooled by this cunning woman again.
Lin Lang's eyes waved sideways, "Since you don't eat it, don't eat it afterwards, maybe the monarch of the monarch will be enlightened, and you will have to become an immortal directly, and you will no longer need to eat fireworks. Succeeded. "
She gathered around her, and walked away.
Arrogant.
"Snapped--"
The man shattered the jade bowl beside him.
Ji Ze slowed for a while, lifted the quilt, lifted his foot over the pile of debris, and began to look for an escape exit.
He tried the door handle, which was strong and locked.
After searching for a long time, he fixed his eyes on the scarlet curtains beside the bed.
Ji Ze carefully lifted the corner, almost annoyed with pain-it's just a wall!
What must be made into the shape of a window!
He can be quite sure that the other party is definitely used to play with him!
Lin Lang had not come in for a few days.
Ji Ze couldn't hold it anymore.
He had injuries on his body. Although he slept comfortably and did n’t have to struggle with life and death, but not eating for many days made him extremely weak. The roses in the vase were folded by him and swallowed all by him in the stomach.
In addition, he could not find anything to eat-he would not touch the bowl of porridge poured on the bed.
Is it starving to die in this place?
No, she never wanted to bow her head.
The big husband, even if he is dead, he must have the strength and dignity!
"Guru ---"
Ji Ze: "..."
This is definitely not the sound from his stomach!
The male master made a fierce ideological struggle, and finally decided to take the soft first-it is not too late to fight back after he escapes the control of the other party.
After all, staying in the mountains, no worries or firewood.
"Boom Boom--"
He knocked on the door for the first time.
"Madam, I have something to talk to you about." He lowered his tone deliberately.
However, nothing happened on the other side of the door.
He knocked several times.
no one.
Ji Ze's body shivered for a while, does the other party really want to starve him?
He couldn't stand this state of waiting to die, and turned around in the room again. Finally, he could only pick a heavy chair and began to smash the door.
"Boom--"
The door was smashed into a pothole. Before he was too happy, he saw the double iron door outside the pothole.
Ji Ze despaired instantly.
In the end he lost his strength and leaned on the foot of the bed, waiting for the end to come.
This kind of taste was not good. His brain was roaring, and the pain after another surged like a tide. He couldn't remember anything. It was blank and blank.
"Click-"
The door was suddenly opened.
He raised his neck blankly.
Mei Hong's cheongsam skirt corner embroidered a cluster of beautiful Begonia flowers, scorching blooming, fragrant and infinite, the black gauze on the arm half covered the jade muscle skin.
Ji Ze was so hungry that he was dizzy. As soon as he saw the living creature, his stiff hands and feet were suddenly injected with swollen strength, and he suddenly rushed up like an evil wolf.
Lin Lang was caught by his waist and fell backwards with him.
She only had time to cover his mouth with her palm.
"Oh, it's broken."
Lin Lang watched the blood flow through his wrist.
"Is the concubine taking time to see you? That's how the husband deliberately annoyed people?" She smiled and looked up, her red lips and corners were drawn to the sides with the movement of the smile, vaguely revealing the white, sharp tooth.
Ji Ze's body instinctively froze, he subconsciously wanted to let go, far away from this horrible woman, but he was so hungry again, tasted this warm sweetness on the tip of his tongue, which greatly stimulated him Numb nerves.
"Yes, sorry."
The man's voice is like a broken audio tape, rustling, very unpleasant.
While saying sorry, he turned his head and licked away the blood on her wrist, and he still had some intentions.
"You, look, not dirty."
A few dreadlocks of black hair were hanging down his forehead, and his eyes were red, like a terrifying beast, but he showed a slightly awkward and flattering smile at her.
"Not dirty, not angry."