Chapter 79 Escape from Death

The dragon scale dagger squeaks on the iron fence. If it is replaced with another dagger, it must be louder. Looking at the moonlight outside, the tears in the lark's eyes couldn't help falling. Because everyone had to secretly saw the iron bars every night while they were sleeping, their white and slender hands became rough, red and swollen, full of blisters and cocoons.

However, compared with the hope of life, those pains are nothing.

The iron door creaked and made a heavy sound.

A Meng immediately whispered, "Ling, someone is coming. Get down." The lark trembling and hurriedly lay down and pressed the dagger tightly on his chest.

Then, there was the sound of the prison door being opened, and suddenly there was a sound: "Lao Li, hey, wake up."

"Yo, why did you come at this time? Didn't you drag one out today?" Lao Li sat in a chair and was responsible for guarding the girl's prison every day.

"It's not enough. No, we need one more."

"Okay, you can choose by yourself. It doesn't make people sleep well in the middle of the night." Lao Li opened the door while complaining.

The lark's heart was pounding, and she could even hear the sound of her heart beating clearly. Suddenly, she felt a breeze blowing beside her, and then felt her face turned by a big hand: "Yo, it's quite white, that's her."

In an instant, the lark only felt that his blood was frozen all over his body. As her shoulders were raised, an idea suddenly appeared in her mind. When she was carried out of the prison door, she stabbed the body of the prison head with a dagger hidden in her chest and then ran away. Although she doesn't know how many guards there are outside or whether she can really escape, her desire to survive forced her to take a risk.

Several girls were woken up by the noise, and they all watched the lark being carried out indifferently, including A Meng, who said he wanted to escape with him.

At the moment he was carried out of the cell, the lark seemed to have lost all his strength and looked desperately at the iron-black gate that was about to be carried in. For some reason, she suddenly felt a colic in her lower abdomen, as if something had slipping down her thighs.

A strong smell of blood poured into his nose and throat, and the lark fell on the cold ground and looked blankly at the dark walls around him. Ah ah - a row of dark things piled up in the corner of the wall came into her eyes, and the lark only felt that her hair was upside down and couldn't help shouting.

"Shut up." There was a secluded female voice in front of him, and then the lark noticed that there was a woman in black standing not far ahead. However, the black dress worn by the woman is a strange style she has never seen before. The waist seemed to be tightly strangled, but below the waist seemed to suddenly droop, like a bowl that came over. The woman wore a strange hat with a black feather on her hat, probably a crow's feather, and the lark thought in her heart.

I can't see the woman's face clearly, because there is a black lace in front of the hat, which blocks the woman's face. However, judging from the skin of the neck, the woman is quite fair, as if she has not been exposed to the sun for many years. The lark noticed that the hair hanging by the woman's ear was actually golden. Is it a monster? Thinking of this, the lark's slightly calm heart became tense again.

"Dry her blood." The woman's voice is like a ghost, which is not very clear.

Following the woman's order, one of the two prison leaders standing behind the lark held her hands from behind, and the other took out a cold dagger from his waist and slowly approached the lark's neck.

"Ah, no, don't..." As the dagger approached, the lark opened its eyes wide and roared in horror.

Why, why did you die so tragically? In two days, in another two days, she can cut off the iron railing on the air window and escape and live freely. However, everything ends tonight, and she must die tragically in this bloody room.

Tears kept falling, and she looked at the woman in black standing in front of her with resentful eyes: "The king of Yan will not let you go, he will not let you go." With all his strength, the lark issued the last curse.

"King of the Wild? I don't believe in the king of Yanluo." The woman took off the lace veil covering her face and said with a smile, "I believe in God."

The lark opened its eyes wide and shook its head unconsciously: "Monster, monster..."

The woman has an unusually white face, her emerald eyes shining strangely under the candlelight, and her light blonde hair casually draped over her shoulders. The woman walked towards the lark step by step. She reached out and squeezed the lark's chin: "How old are you?"

"18 years old." The spirit didn't know why he answered the woman's question.

"Why are women in the East so young?" Suddenly, the woman's eyes fell on the lark's legs, "Change one for me."

"Yes." The two prison heads immediately held the lark and left again.

In a trance, the lark didn't know what had happened until she was thrown back into the straw-filled cell that she was saved. Those girls all looked at the lark incredulously. For a long time, she was the first to come out of the iron gate alive.

Lao Li asked doubtfully, "Why did you send it back?"

The two cell heads said depressedly, "Look at yourself, it's really unlucky. Why did you choose a bloody one?" It's still waiting over there. I feel like choosing a bloodless one.

"Oh, how did I forget this?" Lao Li suddenly realized and pointed to another girl, "She, just went there a few days ago."

"I don't want to go, I don't want to go." A Meng kept shaking her head and hiding desperately in the corner, "Why, I, I don't want to go, I don't want to go."

"Whung up to you whether you go or not." The two heads of the cell held A Meng and walked out of the prison.

"I tell you, the lark wants to escape, and she wants to escape... She has a dagger and a dagger. Go and catch her."

A Meng's shout made Burlington nervous and blood flowed all over his body. What if that woman believes A Mengdi's words? Until A Meng was sent to the iron gate, the shouts still echoed in her ear.

Lao Li shook his head helplessly: "Another madman."

The lark originally thought that the prison leader would definitely rush out of the iron gate and search the dagger hidden in his body, but after waiting for a long time, nothing happened. Not only that, even the screams of A Meng, which should have appeared.

In this way, with anxiety, the lark slowly fell asleep until the sun shone on her face the next day.

When she woke up in a daze, she lay down like this.

When the prison head brought food, she heard one of the prison leaders who took her out last night say, "Fortunately, I was smart and blocked her mouth with cloth."

"Why did you think of this method?"

"Who knows."

After the two prison heads left, the lark knew why they did not hear A Meng's scream last night, but now that they think about it, A Meng must have died. However, the lark is not sad, because if the two prison leaders didn't gag A Meng's mouth yesterday, then it must be themselves who died at this moment.

Thinking of this, the lark actually thanked the two prison leaders a little.

Why did the monster suddenly let himself go? Lark couldn't figure it out anyway. She only remembered that she looked at her legs at that time. The lark looked down at his legs and found that they were bloody and not injured. So did their period arrive? Did you narrowly escape because of this?

It's really unlucky. Why did you choose a bloody one? Last night, the words in the cell echoed in the ears of the lark.

It must be like this. Because I was in that period, I narrowly escaped the disaster. According to the calculation, she is safe within five days, so as long as she saw the iron fence within five days, she can escape and see her father, mother and sister who have not seen each other for a year.

I think that my sister was pregnant with six when she left, and now she should have given birth to a lovely child.

The sun is shining, and the lark has never yearned for the outside world so much. After experiencing death, her belief in escaping is even stronger. You must escape. In any case, you can't die tragically in that dark room.

Standing in front of the air window, the lark shed tears again.