Chapter 115 King of Resentment (20)

When Forgedia woke up again, he was in the inn. She found that her hands and feet were tied, and her mouth was still stuffed with a white cloth.

I panicked all of a sudden. She began to think about what happened last night, but she couldn't remember anything.

...what's going on? Why is she here? Who brought her here? What about meat?

There were so many doubts that she tried to move her body and found that she was tied so tightly that she couldn't move at all. The doors and windows of the inn were closed, and she tried to make a sound, only a faint "no" sound.

After struggling for a long time and a little tired, forsythia collapsed in ** and began to think about strategies.

*

The second day of the wedding banquet.

I just married the main house and now I have a concubine, and even the festive things I originally arranged can be used. The guests are still the same group of guests, and it seems that no one has left.

Yin Guangyao put on his wedding dress again. He deliberately shook and shook in front of Jiang Beichen, and Jiang Beichen, who was weak, could not see it.

He led the sedan chair to meet the foreared little one. He hurriedly ran to Yin Guangyao and whispered a few words.

"Is it really missing?" Yin Guangyao's voice is not very friendly.

"No, it's gone..." The little man didn't dare to raise his head for fear that his master would blame him.

Jiang Beichen couldn't help laughing.

Yin Guangyao stared at him.

"What are you doing when you look at me so seriously?" Jiang Beichen drank tea with a smile.

"I want to see what you are going to do next." Yin Guangyao sat down.

"Can you guess?" A trace of cunning flashed in Jiang Beichen's eyes.

"Are you going to escape?" Yin Guangyao raised his eyebrows disdainfully.

"Smart." Jiang Beichen nodded and praised.

"That's it." Yin Guangyao is not polite.

"Then guess again, how can I escape?" Jiang Beichen threw another question.

"Let me think about it." Yin Guangyao began to think. He slowly stared around the noisy and raised the corners of his lips playfully: "Isn't your person here?"

"You are so smart." Jiang Beichen praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Born, don't be jealous." Yin Guangyao reminded seriously.

"Then I'll ask you another question?"

"Ask."

"How many of these wedding drinkers are my subordinates?"

"90 percent." Yin Guangyao spit out this data with a blank face.

"NONONONONO." Jiang Beichen stretched out his forefinger and shook it gently. He corrected, "It's 98 percent."

"HO? It seems that this time, I miscalculated and should be punished. Yin Guangyao raised his glass and drank it all.

"I'm wondering what the winning rate will be if there is a fight today."

"Have you thought of it?"

"None." Jiang Beichen shrugged his shoulders and smiled and said, "I'll do my best, and others will be fine. But if it's you, you don't have to fight with all your strength. Aren't I looking for death?"

Yin Guangyao didn't seem to hear it, but casually poured a glass of wine for himself.

Jiang Beichen said again:

"Am I right? King of resentment, blazing."

*

Fortear saw the sword across the head of the bed.

The whole body is blue and crystal clear. She knows that it is the Mu family's sword "Bo Yunlongxi".

A thought suddenly flashed in my mind.

So, she began to desperately want to spit out the white cloth stuffed in her mouth... It was a little difficult.

But you can't let go of any opportunity!! She shouted in her heart.

Spit! Spit! Spit! Forthia began to be serious with the white cloth in his mouth. Finally, the emperor lived up to his heart. When his mouth could breathe fresh air, although he was tired and gasped, he still smiled.

Very good, for forssia, you will definitely escape!

She began to move her body, slowly approached the head of the bed, and then touched the top of the sword with her mouth.

Cold touch.

Forsythia bit the top of the hilt and tried to pull the sword out, but her hands and feet were tied and she couldn't do anything at all.

Then again, this sword is really capricious.

Since breaking the boundary, it seems to have returned to its original state, but when Lianqi thought it was an illusion that day, one time she found that it ran out by itself...???

Sometimes she feels that this sword is humane?

After a long time, she couldn't get it out. Lian Jian was a little anxious. She opened her mouth again and bit it fiercely. This time, the sword body suddenly vibrated violently.

The hilt of the sword hit her teeth, and the fortight loosened her mouth in pain. The pain in her mouth came. She wrinkled her little face and almost cried.

"It hurts me so much..."

She doubted whether her teeth were about to fall out!

"What are you crying about? It's me who should cry, and I still want to cry! I didn't cry, how can you cry?"

"It hurts..." Lian Jian's voice was full of crying, but after saying this sentence, he was suddenly uttered.

...Who is talking?!!

She raised her head in horror.

What you see is a white robe. The clothes are very light and nothing is embroidered. You can't see any other colors except pure white.

Lian Jian struggled to hold up a little and continued to look up.

This is a man who looks about twenty-eight or nine years old. His black hair is scattered everywhere. If he stands up, I'm afraid that his hair can hang to his calf belly.

The fortear looked at him in a daze, and he also looked at the fort. His dark eyes were like the sea in the middle of the night, strange and indefensible.

"You, you are..."

The man sat cross-legged in front of the forsen. He did not wear shoes, and his toes were slightly exposed from under the hem of his clothes, clean and round.

"Think about it, we have been together for a long time."

"You lied." Lian Jian looked at him suspiciously, thought about it again and again, and said firmly, "This is the first time we met, absolutely."

"Think again." The man looked condescendingly at Forthia. Although his expression was cold, he seemed to be a little softer.

"...I can't remember." Lian Jian lowered his head depressedly.

The man smiled, but there was fog in the smile. He lowered his head and rolled up one sleeve with his hand and reached to the forsythia.

"Look, what is this?"

The man's arms were slender and white, and the fortight was stunned for a moment. She moved her body back with some embarrassment and said:

"It's quite white... quite tender."

"Stupid." The man couldn't help stretching his hand and flicking her forehead and spreading his arm in front of her again. Look carefully, what is the red thing on it?

"Well..." Lian Jian looked at it seriously. She stared at it for a long time and suddenly said, "Tooth marks!"

No, there is a row of clearly visible tooth marks on the man's wrist, not tooth marks?

"This is the evidence." The man withdrew his hand and slowly lowered his sleeve.

"...what?" Forthia was confused by him.

"Fortear."

"Do you know my name?" Lian Jian's eyes widened in surprise.

"This is your tooth mark."

"...How can it be? I just saw you. Where did I bite you? I just bit my sword... Well!" An idea flashed in Lian Jian's mind, and she was almost flashed to her tongue. Unbelievably, she looked at the man in white in front of her and muttered, "No way..."

The man in white was sitting side by side. After hearing the forthia's words, he stood up his right leg and put his arm horizontally.

"Yes, I'm the broken sword you carry all day - Bo Yun Longxi."

(New characters appear~~ Ask for a red ticket for the broken sword~~~ Uh-huh~~)