Married and Obedient to the Husband

The number of guards who escorted him to escape became less and less, until the last guard fell in a pool of blood, he pulled out the other party's blood-stained knife, and killed the man who wanted to get up from the ground and kill him.

When he was three years old, he started a long journey of escape. He was hungry for seven days and seven nights, and he also ate tree roots and grass. He was so hungry that he even caught and ate mice. Here, that time he met his sister by chance, and he was already eight years old that year.

The well-behaved and sensible younger sister let go of her stubbornness and arrogance, and worked hard to learn the skills of Goulanyuan, but he was redeemed by another person. It was a woman who was covered in black, and her face was covered with a black line. veil, and her voice was so awful that she told them to call her Mistress.

That year she taught them how to plan for revenge. She said her surname was also Gao.

"Just remember." Glancing at Gao Li's painful expression, the hoarse voice proudly said, and then his tone became more ruthless, "Now that you know, you should know that after the plan is completed, that Qi Lianmo must die."

"No." Gao Li raised his head stubbornly, "Don't hurt him." These four words were extremely domineering, and the murderous aura on his body at this moment had a strong smell of blood, which made people chill.

"Okay, okay, the wings are stiff." The woman said sharply, "Since you don't want to hurt him, then you will be punished for him. Old rules, go and receive the punishment yourself."

"Yes." Gao Li replied lightly, stood up from the ground, and then walked towards the end. There was a torture rack. Just thinking of the pain that was going through his bones made him shudder.

He slowly eased off his shirt, revealing horrible wounds on his back. Those wounds were extremely terrifying. Gao Li stepped onto the torture rack with bare feet, and the two long and sharp iron hooks shone with a cold and cold light. shine.

Gao Li gritted his teeth, and pressed his body tightly against it. Immediately there was a piercing pain. The two iron hooks plunged into the flesh with a puff.

Gao Li gritted his teeth and remained silent.

He was five years old that year, and he was in danger several times on the way to escape. That year, because of hunger and cold, he fainted by a pool. Before he fainted, he saw a child sitting on the boat. The child was very good-looking Just like Fairchild.

When he woke up again, he was in a new warm room, a barefoot child dangled in front of his eyes, and smiled sweetly at him, "You fainted, I saved you. "

"Thank you." Immediately there was a gurgling sound from his stomach, and he lowered his head in embarrassment, but the child was very considerate and sent a lot of delicious food, and he wolfed down all the food.

"Eat slowly, there is more."

"Thank you, my name is Gao Changshu, what's your name?"

The child blinked and blinked, as dazzling as the stars in the sky, and then he smiled slyly, "I, my name is Mo'er."

After finishing speaking, he picked up a handkerchief and carefully wiped off the stains on his face. At that time, he was almost like a beggar, but he didn't care about his dirty body at all.

For the first time in so many years, someone saw him as a human being, and his eyes suddenly turned red at that moment.

That bright and dazzling child was like the sun, instantly illuminating his dark life and lighting a lamp for him.

For a long time, until the wound on his back gradually became numb, and the blood was still gushing out, he stepped off the torture rack expressionlessly, and when the sharp barb was pulled out from the bone, the pain almost made him faint instantly He died, but he still held back.

Picking up the clothes on the ground, Gao Li put them on silently, and then walked out of this cold and hopeless place without looking back.

The sunlight outside was very dazzling, Gao Li closed his eyes slightly when he walked out, his footsteps were a little staggered, but his mind was extraordinarily clear.

It was this woman who entrusted him with revenge, and it was also this woman who pushed him into another dark abyss. He couldn't say whether he hated her or not, all he needed was revenge.

To that tall man, or he should call him Father Emperor.

Every time Gao Li took a step, it was like a charming blood flower unfolded under his feet, one by one blooming sadly and beautifully.

His mind went away suddenly, Gao Li couldn't hold on any longer, his eyes blurred, and he fell into a familiar embrace. He raised his head to look at his beautiful face, and murmured, "Mo'er."