The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

Jiang Muxia's eyes were bloodshot, and she yelled, "Ah... give me your life."

She swung the whip in her hand, and a man in black fell down. She picked up a steel knife from the ground and blocked Qinghong, temporarily blocking the danger.

"Anyone who dares to touch my people will die..." A heart-wrenching roar echoed in the wind and snow.

Jiang Muxia was so angry that she whipped and stabbed the man with her sword, killing four people at once. No one could get close to her. The man in black could only defend himself and had no power to fight back.

The man in black felt that the woman in front of him was like a mad woman. There was no need to continue fighting. This mad woman had already killed five of them.

The remaining four were defeated and looked for a chance to escape.

Jiang Muxia fought a series of fierce battles. The wind was strong and the snow was heavy. The cold penetrated her body. She was frozen stiff and her strength was getting weaker and weaker.

The four of them looked at each other and surrounded the man.

"You thought you were so capable, but you are nothing more than this. Brothers, she has lost her power. Kill her and report to the client."

"You three are enough. I'll go deal with the one in the car."

A man in black walked towards the carriage. Zhang had never seen such a scene before and had fainted from fear. Qinghong's breath was weak, so there was no need to cut him.

The man in black lifted the quilt and laughed obscenely, "The lady is pretty, what a pity!"

He raised the knife and swung it towards Zhang. Jiang Muxia's feet felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds, and he waved his hands with all his might, but he could not take a single step.

Her face was filled with sorrow, tears dripping onto the snow like drops falling into the sea. Large snowflakes fell on her face, and her eyes gradually blurred.

Suddenly, she felt a pain in her back. Someone had slashed her back with a knife. The tearing pain made her tremble all over. Then someone kicked her legs and she fell to the ground. As she fell, she saw a steel knife flashing with cold light coming towards her face.

She had no more strength left and closed her eyes, waiting for death.

The image of Tang Zhongbai flashed through her mind, and she curled her lips into a smile, thinking that he would definitely help her take good care of her parents.

There was no pain, but she heard a few screams. When she opened her eyes again, she saw four men in black jumping on the ground, covering their faces. There were blood-red flowers on the snow, stained by the dripping blood.

She turned her head and saw two people running from the corner of the street, heading straight towards them. She laughed, wondering why he always appeared when she was on the verge of life and death.

Fortunately, their lives were saved.

She struggled to get up, dragging her numb legs towards the carriage, leaving a trail of blood under her, which was shocking to see.

"Tang Si, go check the carriage."

It turned out that Tang Zhongbai had just woken up and found that there was no one in the room. He asked Nanny Jiang and found out that the master and servant had gone to the house of the second branch of the Tang family.

Hearing that Tang Jing had died for no reason, he felt something was wrong, so he took Tang Si and rushed to the northwest of the city.

I was halfway there and before I reached the corner, I heard the sound of fighting in the open space.

Tang Zhongbai secretly cried out in alarm, and the two of them rushed out to the corner of the street and took action in time to save Jiang Muxia and Zhang's lives.

Tang Si killed the black-clothed man in front of the carriage with a sword, "Madam, the lady just fainted."

"Where is Qinghong? How is she?" She pushed Tang Si away. Qinghong's dress was soaked in blood. When she touched it, it was stained with blood.

Jiang Muxia put his hand on her neck, and it was still beating slightly.

"She's still alive, Tang Si, please call a doctor and save her."

Jiang Muxia herself didn't know that her tears were streaming down, instantly wetting her clothes.

Tang Si stood still. He didn't dare to say anything. She was beyond saving and it would be better to let her leave in peace.

But he couldn't say this. He had been with this taciturn girl for several months and had already regarded her as his sister. Now that she had died in front of him, he felt bad.

Tang Zhongbai had already dealt with the other three people. He strode forward and pinched Zhang's philtrum to wake her up.

"Sister-in-law, it's all right now. Can you walk on your own now?"

Zhang nodded in a daze. She looked down at Qinghong who had become a blood gourd, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and cry out.

The child died to save her, she owed her a life.

"Tang Si, go to the south of the city and ask for Doctor Hu first. I have to bring the person to Yuzhaoyuan, no matter if I have to tie him up or carry him."

"Yes." Tang Che was ordered to leave quickly.

"Muxia, listen to me. You hold on to my sister-in-law. I have bruises on my back. We need to go home quickly. She still has a glimmer of hope."

"it is good."

Zhang jumped down from the car, her legs were weak and numb, and she almost fell down. Jiang Muxia supported her, Tang Zhongbai carried Qinghong on his back, and the three of them ran quickly towards the Tang Mansion.

Zhang was afraid of delaying Qinghong's treatment, so she held on for a while, and with the support of her two sisters-in-law, they managed to keep up with the pace, staggeringly taking one step forward and one step back.

Fortunately, they were not far from home, so Tang Zhongbai rushed straight to Yuzhao Courtyard. Zhang sat on the steps at the door and could not move a step.

When the doorman, Lao Lin, saw his three masters covered in blood, and the second master carrying a blood gourd on his back, he was so panicked that he limped and called for help.

Madam Jiang called out to her in a trembling voice, "Second Madam, where are you injured?"

"I'm fine. You guys escort my sister-in-law back to the courtyard. She's been frightened. Please help me make a bowl of soothing soup."

After saying that, she trotted back to the yard.

Tang Zhongbai put the people in the side room where Qinghong and the others lived. There was still a little spark in the stove in the room, so he added some charcoal. Then Jiang Muxia came in.

"Qinghong, wake up, don't sleep. Our good days have just begun. I haven't found a good family for you yet. You can't leave me. Wake up..."

He held her cold left hand tightly, and held both hands in his palms to warm her up. Her voice was choked with sobs, and she called her over and over again. She pulled Qinghong's right hand again, and saw the bloody flesh tumbling outward. She screamed and almost fainted.

Tang Zhongbai ran over when he heard the sound and was also startled. He hurriedly took out the white medicine, poured the whole bottle on the wound, and tore off a piece of snow-white underwear to bandage her wound.

Qinghong had one of her hands chopped off. When she found out, the cut at the wrist was still bleeding.

Jiang Muxia couldn't accept it for a moment. She cried and scolded herself, saying that she shouldn't have taken her out and why she couldn't protect her.

Tang Zhongbai's face was very gloomy. He stayed by her side and didn't dare to leave for a moment.

Doctor Hu was carried home by Tang Si, and was put down in the courtyard. Doctor Hu was a thin old man with a white beard, not very tall, and he was thrown against the wall and retched.

Tang Si tactfully handed over a glass of water. The old man took it, rinsed his mouth with the water, pointed at Tang Si and started to curse.

"Old man, please stop scolding me, okay? The person inside is almost dead and is waiting for you to save him. If you save him, I will accept it even if you beat me up, okay?"

Tang Si pulled the old man into the ear room without saying anything.

There was a strong smell of blood in the house, which made the old man frown.

Tang Zhongbai led the person to the bed.

"How did you get hurt like this? Did you fight?"

"No, the killer chopped it off."

The old man remained silent. He had seen too many things like this. The personnel in Beijing were complicated and the interests were widely involved. He knew that one day he would be retaliated by others and his blood would be splattered on the spot.

The blue and red wounds are all superficial injuries, and there are countless wounds of varying sizes.

Jiang Muxia saw that he didn't know where to put his outstretched hand, and hurriedly said, "Doctor, don't worry about whether it's a man or a woman. As long as you can save her life, please do it."

"Hey, get the scissors."

Nanny Jiang brought a bowl of ginseng water and gave it to her to drink.

After Doctor Hu cleaned her wound, Liu Ying helped the old lady over.