Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

The next moment when Liang Huan felt like she was going to die of epilepsy, the horse finally stopped, but she was not allowed to relax. She was picked up lightly, and after walking a few steps, she was thrown to the ground with a bang. On the ground, it was like throwing a bag of rice grains.

Liang Huan was beaten to pieces, and coupled with the arrow wound on his back, the bumps along the way, and the heartbreaking pain all over his body, he could only breathe out while lying on the ground.

Perhaps seeing that she was silent, someone tried to open the bag. It was the three men in black just now.

When they saw that she was not dead, they threw her aside and never looked at her again.

Liang Han was in so much pain that her vision became blurred. She was in a daze, and she didn't know how long it had been. There seemed to be a warm firelight reflecting on her face.

Her eyelids were so heavy that she could only lift a slit. Liang Huan tried her best to look at the firelight and the figures. It was already dark outside, and there were still waves of cold wind carrying moisture rolling towards her body. Listening to the pattering sound, she responded. It's raining.

I don't know whether it was due to excessive blood loss or the cold weather on a rainy night. Liang Huan lay on the hard ground, shivering.

She longed for the warmth beside the fire, but unfortunately it was so close that she didn't have the strength to step forward, so she could only watch from a distance.

The three people around the fire had already taken off their black clothes and were wearing ordinary coarse linen clothes. Their gray-headed and dirty looks were no different from those of the hunters in the mountains. They were gnawing on cakes, talking in low voices, and looking at her from time to time.

"Why don't you go over and take a look, don't die."

One of the tall men put down the cake in his hand and just stood up, but was pulled back by the strong man next to him.

"If you die, you will die. Every time this kind of work is assigned to us, we won't get any benefit at all!"

After he finished speaking, he took a fierce bite of the cake. It didn't look like a rough cake, but like human flesh.

As soon as these words came out, another scarred man with a dull head also echoed, "No, hiding in this shabby place and chewing such dry things, I don't know what's the use of risking catching such a girl, and it will hurt We still have to drive around for several days before we can go back! Just thinking about it makes me angry!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became. He threw the biscuit in his hand, cursed, and didn't forget to turn around and glare at her.

Liang Huan lay there with an angry look on her face, but the fierce look he looked over still made her shiver.

She secretly tried hard and tried to twist her wrist, but it hurt and numbed her even the slightest movement.

"Okay, okay, just say a few words." The tall man at the front stood up, glanced at the people on the ground, and then outside the door, "This is not far from the town. I'll buy you some wine and drinks." When the meat comes back, you will have to suffer for the past few days. You have to keep an eye on your people, otherwise you won't be able to tell the boss, I will come back as soon as I go."

The sturdy man glanced at the rain outside, touched the back of his head, and said humbly, "Why don't you wait until the rain stops?"

The man with the scar picked up a bamboo hat from the side and handed it over, saying to the strong man, "What do you know? We have to hide our traces now. This weather is convenient!"

The tall man said nothing, took the bamboo hat and stepped into the rain curtain.

The strong man sat back, but the scarred man walked towards her.

He was already tall and burly, and standing in front of him, Liang Han raised his eyes and looked up from below, like a huge mountain pressing in front of him.

Liang Huan endured the pain and shrank back, the fear in her heart filling her body.

The scarred man kicked her with his toe, "Because of you, we brothers have suffered a lot here. Can you tell us how to compensate us?"

The strong man smacked his mouth and took a look at the sound, then took the wooden stick to stir the fire again, "You can vent your anger, but don't be insignificant. If you turn around and die, you can't do anything!"

The scarred man got his acquiescence, and then he knelt down, his rough big hands came down, patted her face, and opened his mouth to reveal his white teeth, "She is a noble girl in the capital after all. Before handing her over, she might as well give her A few of us——"

Liang Huan trembled her lips, her eyes were misty with water on her pale face, "I, I want to relieve myself."

"Bah! Bad luck!"

Such a disappointment made the scarred man suddenly darken his face.

The sturdy man raised his head and looked over in disdain, "Don't take him outside yet."

The scarred man had no choice but to endure his impatience, lift her up and drag her out the door.

It was dark in the wilderness, and the rain was not heavy, but the raindrops hitting her could make her sway.

As soon as he went out, he let go of his hand. Liang Huan fell sideways like a wooden stake and fell into the puddle. Mud water splashed on the wound, which made her tremble in pain.

Liang Huan fell in the puddle and gasped for air. The rain hit her so hard that she couldn't open her eyes. "I tied my hands and feet and couldn't move."

The scarred man glanced at her, drew out his sword and removed the hemp rope from her feet, and warned, "If you want to feed the wolves and tigers, you can run away!"

Liang Huan was silent. It was true that there were wild beasts in the mountains, and the scarred man was not trying to scare her.

She gritted her teeth and climbed up. She felt like a drowned rat. She reluctantly walked towards the grass in pain. The mountain was muddy, and she slipped every step she took.

The man with the scar raised his eyebrows and looked at her. She was a delicate girl, but she was injured by an arrow. On a rainy night in the middle of the mountain, running away would be like seeking death.

Liang Huan's hands were tied and she couldn't reach the belt after trying several times. She calmed down and then said, "Can I trouble you to untie my belt?"

The rustling wind and the sound of rain made the scarred man stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this noble lady from the capital would be so bold and bold, so he stepped forward with some suspicion.

The woman, perhaps because she was too shy to look at him, just lowered her head and muttered, "My hands are inconvenient, please help me."

The scarred man glanced at her hands tied behind her back and smiled maliciously, "Okay!"

He lowered his head and hurriedly pulled at her belt.

Liang Han's lowered eyes moved slightly, and her hands were about to reach her waist. She suddenly raised her hands, and the scarred man groaned in pain and fell over. Liang Han was also brought down by him.

Although the scarred man had been stabbed several times, he was still in his prime and a martial arts practitioner. With only the remaining three-thirds of his consciousness, he could fight with her in the grass.

It was dark and raining, and it was difficult to find acupuncture points. Liang Huan threw away the silver needle in her hand, pulled out the hairpin, and stabbed him without hesitation, fast and hard, and warm blood splashed all over her face. yes.

The scarred man's muffled voice was painful and depressing, and it made people think.

Maybe they made too much noise, which caused the people in the abandoned house to shout angrily outside, "You're just having fun, but don't pass it. If you get killed, our work will be in vain!"

The person who was fighting with her finally softened and made no move.

Liang Huan seemed to have exhausted all her strength and fell to the side from him, letting the rain hit her face.

There are hungry wolves and tigers in the mountains, but sometimes people are much scarier than hungry wolves and tigers.

Liang Huan only rested for a moment, then tried her best to turn over and crawl to the side. Even if she was really buried in the belly of the beast, it would be better for her to be touched by these people.

No matter what, escape!

Liang Huan had no time to think about it. He forced his rickety body to stand up, glanced at the person lying in the grass, turned around and ran away.

First update, have a nice weekend~