Master Jiu's little sweetheart is a bit fierce

go forward.

The man didn't seem to care that she had a fever, he just helped her out, walking very fast.

Logan almost fell to the ground several times, but the man picked her up and walked on.

As she walked, Logan couldn't even feel her feet, and her body went limp.

The man quickly helped her up, but suddenly she fell down with a muffled groan.

Seeing the two long arrows sticking out of the man's back, at that moment, Logan's mind went blank.

The man said in a weak voice: "Go quickly and find Mu...Mu..."

The man lost his breath before he finished speaking.

The voices of the villagers came from behind, and the torches lit up the surrounding area.

At that moment, Logan collapsed, as if she was suddenly thrown into a hot pot, put on the lid of the pot, and had nowhere to escape.

Once again, she was caught while escaping, and she felt that her life was like a hunting event. She was always running away and being caught, like an endless loop.

This time, the villagers did not tie her back to the pillar, but took her to a spacious ancestral hall.

She has never been to this ancestral hall, and all the objects inside are very strange, including bull heads, hunting knives, iron chains, and ancient halberds...

There are spiritual cards placed in the lobby, and the incense is strong.

Logan was pressed to kneel on the ground, and a man with a pattern on his face was chanting a spell she couldn't understand beside her, and circled her several times.

She kept sprinkling water on her body, she knelt on the ground weakly, her stomach churned, and she always wanted to vomit.

Rubbing my stomach, the pain in my stomach didn't ease by half.

Her vision gradually blurred, her body softened and she passed out.

"Bangdang-"

The moment she fell down, Wen Tingyi's safe containing the letters suddenly fell to the ground, and the letters were scattered all over the floor.

Mottled bloodstains were printed on the black and white paper, and there were a few crumpled sheets that were torn off and glued on again.

Wen Tingyi wrapped his bathrobe tightly and knelt down to pick it up. The water in his hair fell drop by drop onto the letter paper, and he stopped his hands suddenly.

Without any warning, the image of Logan wiping his hair flashed in his mind.

Every time Logan sat on his lap, waving the towel in his hand seriously, but now...

He unconsciously reached out to rub his hair, the same movement, but a different feeling, after all, it wasn't those hands.

A tear the size of a pea rolled out of his eye socket, and fell heavily on the letter paper, blurring on the blood.

Survive another lonely late night, the sky is bright and the sky is clear.Wen Tingyi ushered in his first day in the nursing home.

"Master Jiu, your first task is not to touch your phone for three days, and reject all external factors that affect your emotions."

When Wen Tingyi first found out that he had the virus, he also tried not to touch his phone for a few days, but it was only three days, and he was still able to control it.

He took out his mobile phone and handed it to the dean, and the dean reached out to pick it up with a smile on his face: "Then we have to put this mobile phone in the lockbox and lock it."

"and many more……"

Wen Tingyi suddenly withdrew his hand, and turned on the phone screen with some anxiety.

The screen is an all-black wallpaper with a small "Tang" character in the bottom corner.

He stared at the screen for four or five seconds before turning off the phone and handing it back to the dean.

The dean took it with a smile, and said, "Master Jiu has to hold back for the next three days. Once the phone is put in the lockbox, the time will be set, and it will not be opened before the time."

Wen Tingyi lowered his eyes and replied coldly.

Once the phone was locked, Wen Tingyi completely cut off all contact with the outside world.

On the first day, he endured it, and on the second day he also endured it.

On the third day, he continued.

On the first day of Tang Wan's stay in the ancestral hall, she endured a stomachache and had a fever all day.

The next day, I endured stomach pain and hunger and listened to the scriptures for a whole day.

On the third day, people from the ancestral hall brought her a bowl of dark medicine.

She didn't know what the medicine was, but she was hungry and thirsty now, although the dark medicine smelled bad, worse than traditional Chinese medicine.

At this moment, she really wanted to drink it all up and end her life.

There is nothing more terrifying than being tortured physically and mentally at the same time.

She lay weakly on the ground, staring straight at the medicine bowl in the man's hand. She wanted to drink it, but her stomach rolled and she retched non-stop.

Suddenly seeing a few plums on the altar, she swallowed her dry throat.

There are not only plums on the table, but also bananas and pastries, but why does she only want to eat plums?

Or, she just wants to eat sour...

Is she pregnant?

Her eyes widened instantly, and she reached out to touch her belly.

She seems to have been eating sour wild fruits all the time, it seems that she has always felt sick...

"I'm pregnant with Wen Tingyi's child?"

She patted her belly seriously, her chest was always stuffy, counting the time, she was sent here for a month, and a month ago she only had sex with Wen Tingyi.

And this month, she has not had a relationship with anyone.

If it's pregnant, then it can only be Wen Tingyi's!
A surprise that suddenly fell from the sky really surprised and delighted her, and she couldn't help laughing out loud.

The tears in his eyes flowed out unstoppably like a faucet leaking out.

She was going to be a mother again!
This gave her hope for life!

She doesn't want to die, she won't die...

However, the bowl of medicine that could determine her life and death was delivered to her mouth.

There were angry voices from the people beside her, and men and women stared at her viciously, chopping the floor with their feet.

It's like in the courtroom in ancient times, the judge issued an arrow, and the yamen servant next to him shook the stick in his hand and shouted "mighty".

The atmosphere was dignified and serious, and it was like going to the guillotine for her.

She covered her stomach, cheered up a little bit, and her eyes became firm.

She raised her hand to block the bowl of medicine, got up from the ground, clutched her stomach and walked towards the altar step by step.

The voices of the people chanting mantras suddenly became irritable, and the sound of stomping became louder.

The wooden floor was chopping loudly, and the sound was deafening.

Logan is someone who crawls towards the light of hope on the edge of despair, and she will not bow to these voices.

She aimed at the halberd on the altar, pushed away the spirit cards one by one, grabbed the halberd, and pointed the sharp blade at the man carrying the medicine bowl.

"I will kill anyone who dares to block my way!"

Although no one could understand what she said, they all knew what she was going to do.