Dressed as a villain's stepmother, I use spiritual springs to raise cubs

There was no one on the long street, but the wind behind it was extraordinarily cold.

Xia Bai'an turned around unexpectedly, a silver light flashed in front of her eyes, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to block it, the stamens on the back of her fingers floated, and a slender iron rod appeared in her hand.

"clang--"

The crisp sound resounded through the street.

Xia Bai'an took advantage of the situation and took a few steps back. The black figure didn't seem to expect that she would fight back, and he held a wide iron plate as thick as an arm in his hand.

Xia Baian felt lingering fear.

If you get knocked on the head by this thing, you will be crippled even if you don't die!

The two looked at each other for a moment, Xia Bai'an turned around and ran towards the crowded market, grasping the iron rod tightly in his hand, and threw some seeds stored in the space on the ground.

No matter how good the opponent's lightness skill is, if he catches up without making a sound, it still depends on whether the ground is level or not.

With the seeds on the ground, she can tell the distance from each other.

But the voice behind suddenly disappeared.

She felt something was wrong, but felt that the wind on the right was obviously rushing, so she had to stop suddenly, rolled to the left, and hit the wall with her back. The iron plate was aimed at her arm.

Terrible!

Can Qinggong really fly over walls?How can everyone know it!

Xia Bai'an kept complaining, it was unrealistic to get up and run again, so she had no choice but to throw out a handful of flour, while blocking with an iron rod, to buy time, she ran out from the side.

Seeing that the entrance of the alley was close at hand, two figures fell from the walls on both sides.

Xia Bai'an's pupils shrank, and she wanted to sprinkle a handful of flour, but her neck suddenly tightened, her eyes darkened in pain, and when she realized it again, the hemp rope around her neck suddenly tightened, and she was thrown out.

Her whole body was also slammed against the wall, and the other hand covered her head, completely fixing her to the wall.

"Well."

Xia Bai'an opened his eyes with all his strength, through the fingers of the black shadow, he couldn't identify who the three people in front of him were, but the hemp rope around his neck was gradually loosened, replaced by the hemp rope wrapped around her two dangling legs.

She wanted to struggle, but she heard Hei Ying sneer, and her fingers touched her ankles.

At this moment, Xia Bai'an felt a cold sweat break out.

This action is generally used for bone setting.

But her legs were intact, could it be...

"You are so good at running, I had to take off both of your legs."

"Do not……"

That could hurt to death!

But Xia Bai'an couldn't break free at all, he just grabbed the arm of the person in front of him, trying to struggle, but the strength on his ankle suddenly increased, ready to go.

It's over.

Xia Bai'an closed his eyes dejectedly.

No matter how well she can hide, she can't compare to this kind of complete force suppression.

The expected pain did not appear, but a muffled sound was heard instead.

She slowly opened her eyes, and another figure had appeared behind the black shadow.

There was no warmth in those red phoenix eyes, and those hands with sharp joints, like real iron plates, struck Hei Ying's face, and the flesh and blood on Hei Ying's face could be seen rippling with the naked eye. The sound of rattling bones makes one's scalp tingle.

The shackles on his face disappeared.

Xia Bai'an supported the wall and wanted to stand firm, but someone pulled her waist tight first, and the hemp rope around her throat was tightened again suddenly. She tilted her body unconsciously, looking at the black shadow that was kicked away on the ground at some point—— He was still tugging on one side of the hemp rope.

It's black in front of you.

asshole!

If you get kicked, you still don't let go!

Before his consciousness dissipated, Xia Bai'an could only see the murderous intent in Mo Che's eyes.

……

Mo Che's arm is enough to hold Xia Bai'an in his arms.

Xia Bai'an's stature is a little too small compared to him.

But at this time, Mo Che half-kneeled on the ground, wrapped Xia Bai'an in a cloak, and made her half-sit on the ground, while he patiently untied the hemp rope around her neck, exposing her bruised neck that had been strangled.

Behind them, three black figures were lying in the alley in twisted postures, their chests heaving violently, but those pairs of eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

External injuries are not to be feared, but internal injuries are like knives scratching in blood vessels.

Mo Che didn't seem like the culprit, but just like a gentle husband, he dug out the ointment and applied it on Xia Bai'an, brushing the slight scratches on her hands with his fingertips.

"Aying."

Mo Che called out in a low voice.

A shadow fell to the ground, half kneeling not far from him.

"Why not save?" Mo Che's every word was full of anger.

He didn't even need to look back to know where the three black shadows behind him came from. Their martial arts were not extraordinary, their lightness skills were excellent, they were good at using ropes, and...the scattered utensils and medicines on their bodies all pointed to the people in the capital Nauseous brothel.

A Ying should have been secretly protecting.

rather than just watching.

Regarding this, A Ying only said respectfully: "The lord said that Xia Bai'an only needs to live as your shield to prevent those women from becoming your wives. Her innocence is irrelevant."

it doesn't matter...

If a woman loses her reputation, she is afraid that she will not have to live for the rest of her life.

How doesn't matter?

Mo Che thought of the woman who left in the red wedding dress, and also the piece of meat that came back with the woman, as well as the delirious maids around the woman, in the end... just jumped into the fire pit, burned to the bone None left.

There was no way to vent the anger in his heart.

There is just a voice that is persuasive: "Kill them...to make a warning to others..."

Mo Che slowly placed Xia Bai'an in the corner, and slowly unsheathed the long knife at his waist.

Yes, kill this group of people.

Only then did they know that they would not stand by and watch such a thing next time.

Suddenly, he thought of the huge flame that burned the women, almost turning the night into day, accompanied by terrifying screams, unexpectedly... those maids were in great pain, but no one left the source of the pain , willing to be burned all over the body.

If he doesn't come today, Xia Bai'an will really be sold to that kind of place...

She probably won't laugh anymore.

Also won't make fun of oneself.

Even, will she choose to live, or... also jump into the flames of the past, trying to cleanse herself with the flames?

Thinking of this, the blade in Mo Che's hand raised high, and A Ying had sensed the strong killing intent, and turned to leave.

The blade in Mo Che's hand did not fall.

He turned around quickly.

A middle-aged man appeared beside Xia Bai'an out of thin air. The man was hooking Xia Bai'an's cloak, and coldly glanced at Mo Che.

"A mere woman can make you so angry. It seems that you shouldn't be thrown into the barren mountains and wandering in the past. You should be locked in a room and educated."

Mo Che said with a cold face, "You told Ah Ying to turn a blind eye to such things."

"Yes."

The man said, wiping off the dust on Xia Bai'an's face with gentle movements, but his voice was somewhat threatening, "Xia Bai'an is a strong woman, but she is too evasive and easy to cause trouble. But you love her, Refusing to let go. I thought, even if she loses her innocence, you won't let her go.

On the contrary, she might stop going out to cause trouble for you because of her fame, wouldn't it be better to concentrate on being your caged bird? "