In order to survive, I became the little wife of the villain

Jiang Ying looked at the fierce big dog, turned around and ran away.

But his feet had been frozen for a long time, and he hadn't eaten for several days, so he was thrown to the ground by the vicious dog.

Wangcai bit down on his dry arm with a mouth full of fangs, and blood rushed out, staining the white snow on the ground red.

"Go away," Jiang Ying tried to push Wangcai away with the other hand.

But how can Wangcai's half-human body height be pushed by him.

"Hahaha", Wang Dazhuang looked at this scene and laughed, "Wangcai, bite him, bite him to death, you bastard."

Jiang Ying struggled desperately, kicking his legs on the ground, his back was already soaked in snow, and he shivered from the cold.

"Okay, well done Wangcai", Wang Ergou applauded from the sidelines.

Jiang Ying's hands fumbled on the ground, and found a wooden stick under the snow, and when Wangcai opened his mouth again, he stuffed it into Wangcai's mouth.

The wooden stick pierced Wangcai's mouth, and blood dripped down its fangs. Wangcai jumped away from Jiangying in pain.

Taking advantage of this gap, Jiang Ying quickly got up and ran out of the village desperately.

"Grass, this little bastard, dare to hurt my family Wangcai." Wang Ergou looked at Wangcai whose mouth was full of blood, furious.

Wang Dazhuang rolled up his sleeves, "Let's go, this little bastard must be killed today."

They have always taken bullying Jiang Ying as a pleasure. This little thing has always been submissive, but today he dared to resist.

It made him feel like his dignity was being challenged.

The two chased after Jiang Ying's footprints.

Jiang Ying knew that if they caught up with them, he would inevitably be beaten again, and the pace of his feet quickened a little.

But the stiff feet seemed to be filled with lead, and they couldn't be controlled no matter what.

"Little beggar, run over there," Wang Ergou held up a big snowball and smashed it hard.

This snowball was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing Jiang Ying, who was already unsteady to stand, to fall down.

Wang Dazhuang immediately pounced on Jiang Ying like a vicious dog pouncing on food, and pressed the thin body severely under him.

The dense fists fell down like raindrops, and he kept cursing: "Broomstar, bastard, if you dare to resist, I will kill you."

Li Ergou hated Jiang Ying very much at this moment, this guy dared to hurt his wealth.

The feet in leather boots stepped on Jiang Ying's feet hard, making the already cracked and pus-filled feet even more painful.

Jiang Ying really wanted to push the two of them away, but now he didn't even have any strength left, so he could only endure their atrocities silently.

Jiang Ying's heart was full of resentment at this time, why, he obviously didn't do anything, if they hated him so much, they wanted him to die.

He looked at these two people coldly, and one day, he would get these back thousands of times.

"You bastard, what kind of eyes are these?" Jiang Ying's eyes looked at Wang Ergou's heart.

He didn't understand how this brat, whom everyone could bully, had such terrifying eyes.

Wang Dazhuang pulled Jiang Ying up from the ground like a chick. Years of starvation made him a head lower than Wang Dazhuang of the same age.

He looked at Jiang Ying's small face, and a trace of jealousy flashed across his face. Although this brat was unlucky, he had a good appearance.

Regardless of Jiang Ying's struggle, he pressed his face hard into the snow.

The cold snow poured into his nostrils and mouth, and there was no air in the snow. Jiang Ying only felt extremely uncomfortable, and wanted to break free from his restraint, but he couldn't.

"Go to hell with you", Wang Dazhuang's vicious tone penetrated into his ears.

It's hard to imagine that such words came from the mouth of an eight-year-old child.

Jiang Ying's feet gradually stopped thumping. Li Ergou watched all this silently, but did not stop it.

In their eyes, Jiang Ying was like a kitten or puppy, and if he killed him, he would die.

Yuan Chuan's howling of wolves startled Li Ergou, "Hurry up, the wolves are probably looking for food."

Their village is close to the mountains, and hungry wolves often come to look for food in winter, presumably it is the smell of blood that attracts them.

Wang Dazhuang was unwilling, but he still let go, stepped on Jiang Ying's body twice, and then left.

After they left, there was another light snow in the sky, and Jiang Ying remained motionless, the surrounding snow was soaked with blood, like red plums blooming in the snow.

Jiang Ying's thoughts have begun to become confused, and the pain in her body has become numb.

Being a man is so tiring, he just wants to have a good sleep, and just keep on sleeping like this.

If you fall asleep, you won't suffer.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt himself being hugged, and he involuntarily leaned towards the heat source.

When Jiang Ying woke up again, she found that she was lying on a big soft bed.

He couldn't help touching it again and again, only then was he sure that he wasn't dreaming.

Who will save himself?

"Wake up," a man of immortal demeanor walked in with a bowl of medicine in his hand.

Jiang Ying hugged the quilt subconsciously, "You saved me?"

"Yes", Xiao Qiang nodded, "Take your medicine over there."

Looking at the dark soup in front of him, Jiang Ying drank it without hesitation.

"Good boy." Xiao Qiang patted his head, "Just stay here and practice with me in the future."

Jiang Ying had never been treated like this before, and felt a little uncomfortable for a while. Hearing the second half of his sentence, his eyes widened, "Really? Can I stay?"

"Naturally, I think you are quite destined to be a fairy, and you will definitely do a lot in the future." Xiao Qiang nodded with a smile.

In this way, Jiang Ying lived here.

But Jiang Ying has always been very strange, he has been here for three years, Xiao Qiang has never taught himself any method of cultivation.

"Why don't you teach me how to practice?" Jiang Ying finally couldn't bear it anymore, and took Xiao Qiang's hand.

Xiao Qiang looked at him and smiled strangely, "It's almost done, it's fine."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Ying jumped up happily, "I can also practice."

On the second day, Xiao Qiang took Jiang Ying to a secret room.

Looking at the airtight room, Jiang Ying felt a little nervous, "Immortal, it's so dark here."

"Hehe", Xiao Qiang patted his head, "I'm afraid I'll scare you."

"Ah?" Jiang Ying was a little puzzled, but out of trust in Xiao Qiang, she followed him inside.

A faint stench gradually filled the air, and Jiang Ying subconsciously covered her nose, "Immortal, what kind of smell is this?"

Xiao Qiang didn't speak, and with a wave of his left hand, the secret room brightened a bit.

"This is?" Jiang Ying looked at the bones all over the floor, and took a few steps back in fright.

Xiao Qiang looked at him, and said sadly: "Are you afraid? Don't want to cultivate immortality?"

"Think", although she is afraid, but after three years of getting along, Jiang Ying still chooses to believe him.

Xiao Qiang pressed his shoulder, "Good boy, you just need to be obedient."