Ex-Girlfriend Blackens Every Day

Chapter 173: 173. Ex-Girlfriend Standing in the Republic of China (6)

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In the dark prison, there was a pile of corpses of beasts like a hill, and a ferocious black snake died unwillingly.

In the pool of blood dripping all over the floor, Jize lay exhausted on his back, his chest heaving violently, as if every breath he exhaled carried heavy iron filings, mixed with the almost frozen bloody smell in the air.

His overstretched palms were still trembling, and his left thigh was slightly twisted, in a state of spasm, and twitched after a while.

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 tock..."

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Lin Lang listened casually, stroking the amethyst and red agate inlaid on the watch cover with her fingertips, her expression extremely comfortable and leisurely.

"Master, he seems to be... dead..."

The person next to her changed a new heater, saw the horrors in the prison, and reminded her cautiously.

"Yeah?"

She responded noncommittally, waited for a while, and closed the watch cover with a "snap".

The valet was startled by the sudden sound.

"Open the door for me."

Lin Lang put down the stove and blanket, and ordered.

The tall, thin man took a bunch of copper keys from his waist and unlocked it for her.

He stretched out his feet and kicked away the animal stumps that rolled to the door, turned his head, bent over and said flatteringly, "Come this way, lest these cheap things stain your beautiful clothes."

"Well done." Lin Lang praised him for her thoughtfulness, and the servant was flattered, and worked even harder.

Lin Lang walked to the pool of thick blood.

"Husband?"

She called, but no one answered.

Could it be that the hero's aura is so unstoppable

Lin Lang straightened her legs slightly, and slammed the opponent's face with the toe of her shoe, her mouth was still tender and soft, "Husband, wake up, if you die, leave me alone and let my concubine die." How do you live?"

Suddenly, a bloody hand reached out like lightning and grabbed her ankle.

The sticky blood seeped into the thin stockings.

"oops!"

The servant on the side exclaimed.

He wanted to kick away the hand that was "running amok", but then he looked up at his master, and there was a wonderful smile on the corner of the other's mouth, like melting ice and snow, and he silently withdrew his intention of doing meritorious deeds.

"So the husband is not dead yet." Lin Lang said with a smile, raised her other foot, and mercilessly, the pointed heel crushed Jize's chest - the place closest to the heart. "Do I need my concubine to send you on your way?"

"Zi-"

The unhealed wound gushed out blood because of her bad behavior, and the dark red shoe upper was splashed with blood.

"Oh, my husband, look, I told you to talk well, you have to move your feet, it's okay now, my shoes are all dirty by you-I like these high heels the most, just lick them for me Is it clean? Huh?" Lin Lang smiled and increased the strength on her feet.

Ji Ze suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of black eyes were looking at her coldly.

His body began to twitch again.

"puff-"

He spat blood.

Lin Lang didn't mind being soiled by him, so she continued to admire the hero's tragedy from a different angle.

The man was terrified by his master's ruthlessness, like a frightened little quail, obediently stood beside Lin Lang as a backdrop.

He was extremely thankful that he was his master's follower, not an enemy.

Look at this person, what has he been tossed into

He didn't know if he could get out of this place alive, he thought to himself.

"This, humiliating me like this, are you happy?" Jize swallowed a mouthful of blood foam, and his stomach was overwhelmed. He suppressed the discomfort and tried his best to make his words clear enough to be heard by this vicious woman.

"Of course I'm happy." Lin Lang twirled the heels of his shoes, rolling them on his chest, "Seeing that my husband is like a little monkey that can't escape from my palm, struggling to the point of death, I'm really very happy, I feel I can still eat an extra bowl of white rice tonight. It's all thanks to my husband's hard work."

There was a sharp pain in his chest, J Ze's physical strength was rapidly draining, and the hand holding Lin Lang's ankle gradually loosened.

Although he is not reconciled.

He pinched his arm fiercely, trying to stay awake, but it was in vain. His vision had already become blurred, and now he couldn't see clearly.

"Let the doctor come and have a look... such an interesting toy... what a pity it died..."

The last thing that stayed in my mind was the woman's slightly regretful laugh.

Cold, like a devil.

Jize didn't know how long he had been in a coma.

He had a dark, extremely terrifying dream, dreaming that he was on a wasteland, with a huge blood-colored full moon hanging above his head, which became the only bright color in a ten-mile radius. He took a closer look, and saw pairs of miserable green eyes inlaid on the dark curtain where he could not see his fingers, gradually approaching.

It's a pack of hungry wolves with drooling mouths.

"Aww—"

They rushed up one after another, biting his flesh and blood.

He woke up drenched in sweat.

The feeling of heart palpitations still burned in his limbs, making him unable to get rid of the nightmare for a while, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Jize suddenly found that there was a large crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, he was not used to the darkness because he was used to it.

"What's wrong with my husband? Are you having a nightmare?"

A concerned voice came from the front.

Ji Ze's heart tightened, and he looked up at the other party.

Lin Lang was wearing the peacock blue velvet lace cheongsam that she attended the banquet that day, but the tulle armbands were replaced by a slightly thicker brocade shawl. His steps wobbled slightly.

There was no trace of hostility on her face, but she stepped forward worriedly.

The woman put the jade bowl by the cabinet and reached out to feel the temperature of his forehead.

Ji Ze subconsciously leaned back, not wanting the poisonous snake to touch him.

"What trick are you trying to play?"

Because Lin Lang had severely punished her before, the hero, who had tasted the feeling of dying, kept a high degree of vigilance towards her every move.

He suspected that Lin Lang's hands were also poisoned, and that if she touched him, he would die immediately.

Lin Lang found it funny when she saw the opponent's defensive posture.

She put on a surprised expression, "Husband, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me! After you entered the rouge shop, you passed out for some reason. I finally found someone to carry you in for a rest. Who Thinking of you having a high fever for three days, I was terrified, but fortunately I finally woke up now. Is there something wrong with you? "

"Me? In a coma?"

Ji Ze saw that her expression did not seem to be fake, could it be that those things before were dreams

Is it an exceptionally real dream

Jize remembered the fear of being cornered, and now he couldn't calm down.

"Yes, husband, the doctor said that you have been overworked recently and didn't take a good rest, which led to coma." Linlang lowered her head in embarrassment, "It's all my fault. Your husband is already tired from running around trying to settle my uncle's affairs. And I had to force myself to attend Miss Qin's birthday party. I, I was so ignorant that I ran out alone, letting my husband... "

She bit her soft lips, her eyes as clear as glass were filled with mist.

Jize stroked his aching forehead, heaved a sigh of relief for some reason.

It turned out to be just a dream.

Yes, it is a dream.

"By the way, husband, I made some light porridge, it's still hot, you should try it."

Lin Lang picked up the jade bowl to feed him.

Although it was confirmed that it was just an absurd dream, Jize still couldn't recover from the terrible dream, he almost frightened and refused the bowl of porridge, "No, I'm not hungry yet, You put it away first, I will eat it later."

"Husband... Is this a skill that dislikes me?" Lin Lang was about to cry.

"No, I just..."

He was still trying to comfort him, but the man suddenly lifted the bowl and poured it upside down in his hand, the hot porridge made him scream out in surprise.

"you-"

"Hahaha... You idiot, believe what I say."

Lin Lang laughed so hard that her branches trembled wildly, and the steps between her temples made a crisp crashing sound.

"Do you really think it's a dream? My silly husband."

Ji Ze's face turned livid.

Got tricked by this cunning woman again.

Lin Lang's eyes wavered, "Since you don't eat it, then don't eat it in the future. Maybe my husband will become a god after this bigu, and he will no longer have to eat human fireworks. I will congratulate my husband in advance for being able to realize the Tao." It worked."

She gathered up the cloak, and Pingping left gracefully.

Extremely arrogant.

"Snapped-"

The man was so angry that he smashed the jade bowl next to him.

Jize slowed down 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 doorknob, and it locked firmly.

After searching for a long time, he fixed his eyes on the scarlet curtain beside the bed.

Jize carefully lifted the corners, and was almost so angry that his heart ached - it was a wall at all!

What's more, it has to be made into the shape of a window!

He can be sure that the other party is definitely using it to tease him!

For several days, Lin Lang didn't come in.

Ji Ze couldn't hold it anymore.

He already had injuries on his body. Although he slept comfortably and didn't need to use his physical strength to fight to the death, he became extremely weak after not eating for many days. He broke off the branches of the few roses in the vase and swallowed them all. in stomach.

Besides, he couldn't find anything to eat—he wouldn't touch the bowl of porridge that was poured on the bed.

Are you going to starve to death in this place

No, she can't let herself bow her head.

A dignified man, even if he is dead, he must have integrity and dignity!

"Gululu—"

Jize: "..."

This is definitely not the sound from his stomach!

The male protagonist had a fierce ideological struggle, and finally decided to give in first—it would not be too late to fight back after he escaped from the opponent's control.

After all, if there are green hills left, there is no need to worry about no firewood.

"Boom boom boom—"

He knocked on the door for the first time.

"Ma'am, I have something to talk to you about." He deliberately lowered his tone.

However, there was no response from the other side of the door.

He knocked a few more times.

no one.

Jize's body trembled, did the other party really want to starve him to death

He couldn't bear this state of waiting to die, so he turned around the room again, and finally he could only pick out a heavy chair, and began to knock on the door.

"Boom—"

A pothole was smashed out of the door panel, and before he had time to rejoice, he saw the double iron gate outside the pothole.

Ji Ze despaired instantly.

At last he had no strength at all, and leaned against the foot of the bed, waiting for the end to come.

This feeling was not pleasant, his mind was roaring, and waves of dull pain flooded in, he couldn't think of anything, he was in a daze, blank.

"Crack—"

The door was opened suddenly.

He raised his neck blankly.

Meihong's cheongsam skirt is embroidered with a cluster of beautiful crabapple flowers, which are in full bloom and full of youthfulness. The black gauze on the arms half conceals the jade skin and snow skin.

Jize was so hungry that he was dizzy. When he saw this living creature, his stiff hands and feet were suddenly injected with swelling strength, and he pounced on it like a wolf.

He grabbed Lin Lang by the waist and led her to fall backwards.

She just managed to cover his mouth with her palm.

"Oh, it's broken."

Lin Lang watched the blood flow down his wrist.

"My concubine finally found time to see you. Is this how my husband deliberately provokes people?" She raised her head with a chuckle, and the corners of her bright red lips moved to both sides with the movement of the smile, revealing a snow-white, sharp look. teeth.

Ji Ze's body froze instinctively, and he subconsciously wanted to let go of his hand and stay away from this terrifying woman, but he was really hungry, and the warm sweet smell on the tip of his tongue greatly stimulated him numb nerves.

"Yes, I'm sorry."

The man's voice was like a broken tape, rustling and awful.

While saying apologetic words, he turned his head and licked all the blood from her wrist, still feeling a little unfinished.

"You, look, it's not dirty."

A few locks of black hair hung down on his forehead, messy, his eyeballs were red, like a terrifying beast, but he showed a slightly clumsy and flattering smile at her.

"Not dirty, not angry."