After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife married the living devil

Lin Yanyu groaned in pain as her scalp was pulled hard. She struggled frantically in Huang Batian's hands, her scalp in severe pain, like a silver fish pierced by a harpoon.

She knew very well the dirty things she would encounter if she was taken away by Huang Batian.

If this is the case, she would rather die...

Suddenly, she thought of what Li Yanqi said to her when she was in trouble in Chunfeng Garden: Nothing is more important than your life, do you understand?

A line of clear tears slid down from Lin Yanyu's eyes like beads from a broken string.

Lin Yanyu struggled so hard that some of her black hair was pulled out. Huang Batian was so angry that he wanted to slap her a few times to make her behave herself, but when he thought of her pretty face, he couldn't bear it.

He shouted, "Someone, bring a rope and tie this bitch up for me. She's making me so upset!"

Wang San immediately picked up the remaining rope used to tie up Chen Ermu from the ground, ran happily to Lin Yanyu, and did not forget to flatter Huang Batian.

"Master Huang, you are too kind to women. In our place, a disobedient and stubborn person like this would be stripped naked, beaten, starved for a few days, and tortured several times."

Lin Yanyu didn't quite understand what Wang San said, but Huang Batian could understand it.

His eyes flickered, and he felt a little moved.

Wang San looked at his expression, how could he not understand? He was so excited that he thought: Li Yanqi, I will make sure that you will never be able to rest in peace even if you become a ghost today!

He had been in Hehuan Terrace for so long that he already knew what could most arouse a man, and he intended to tease him on purpose.

"I'll tie her up for you right away. Tsk, what's the point of this widow who hasn't married yet making a fuss? She'll still have to give herself to someone else."

As he spoke, he used a rope to tie up Lin Yanyu's hands and feet.

Lin Yanyu was filled with despair and self-pity. Hearing Wang San say such frivolous words, she became angry and kicked Wang San hard.

He cursed angrily, "You are a filthy person who is neither man nor woman! You are an animal that has no place to go even after you die!"

Lin Yanyu's words hit Wang San's sore spot. He seemed not to feel the pain and shouted, "Master Huang, what are you waiting for?"

He pounced on her like a madman, trying to tear Lin Yanyu's collar.

Lin Yanyu refused to comply and struggled desperately. Wang San became even crazier and grabbed her by the front of her collar. “Master Huang, this is a good opportunity to show the brothers how powerful you are.”

Huang Batian had long been aroused by the scent of the beauty, and was just looking for an excuse to get close to her when Wang San handed him a ladder.

"Then I will reward you with a live sex show. You help me hold her hands down. I will let her know how powerful I am."

Wang San was overjoyed and quickly grabbed Lin Yanyu's hands.

When Lin Yanyu heard this, tears immediately fell down, and she felt completely hopeless.

"I'm sorry, I broke my promise."

Her eyelashes fluttered as she closed her eyes, her teeth tightly gripping her soft tongue, and she was about to use force...

"Whizzing!"

Two sounds of breaking through the air were heard.

Wang San pinched his own neck with one hand, his eyes wide open in fear, looking at the person walking out of the darkness, pointing at him with a trembling hand, making intermittent breathing sounds.

"Hey... Li... Hey... Li..."

Before he could finish his words, he fell down.

A feathered arrow emitting a dark glow pierced through his neck and throat.

Huang Batian heard the sound of breaking air and reacted quickly by jumping away.

A feather arrow pierced into the car wall behind him with a "bang". The arrow was three inches deep into the wood, and the sound of the tail feathers trembling violently was as loud as the chirping of cicadas.

Huang Batian's forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat. He could imagine that if he had not reacted quickly and dodged the arrow, his brain would have burst and he would have died on the spot.

When Lin Yanyu was in despair and contemplating committing suicide, she suddenly felt the shackles on her body loosened.

She opened her misty tearful eyes, and in her sparkling pupils illuminated by the firelight, a glimpse of her dying figure was revealed.

Hot sweat flowed down from those thick black eyebrows and hung on the long eyelashes. The words uttered by those red lips that usually loved to play tricks were the most beautiful sounds of nature to Lin Yanyu.

"Your husband is here, come over quickly."

Lin Yanyu lifted up her white skirt and flew into Li Yanqi's arms like a little white bird that was bullied outside. The tears in her eyes flowed out like crazy and she cried so hard that she could hardly speak.

Li Yanqi's heart ached so much that it bled. He hugged her tightly and tried to comfort her.

"Don't cry, don't cry, dear, I'm here, no one can hurt you."

A half moon hung high in the night sky, and the breeze blew, making rustling sounds in the leaves.

Silver light was shining down, and a tall man in a black martial robe was holding a girl in a white skirt with her hair half hanging down. As the wind blew, their black hair became tangled together, and the hem of the girl's skirt was blown by the wind and brushed against the man's straight calves.

The picture is so beautiful and peaceful, but there is something that spoils the view.

"Are you Li Yanqi?"

Li Yanqi's whole body tensed up instantly, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He looked at Huang Batian, raised the corner of his mouth, and said word by word, "I'm going to turn you into turtle soup."

"Li Yanqi, you are so arrogant!"

Huang Batian now understood a little bit that Lin Yanyu and Li Yanqi could not be forced into this situation.

But no matter whether this beauty was forced or not, he would definitely take her into his room and would not give up until he had the pleasure of her once.

What's more, Li Yanqi was just a ninth-rank county lieutenant, and Huang Batian didn't even take him seriously, not to mention his martial arts. He had never met an opponent in the entire Chongzhou Prefecture.

Huang Batian had already forgotten the arrow he had just shot. He looked at the crying girl with some envy, and stood up straight with his head held high, looking very contented.

"Do you know who I am? If you are smart, hand her over to me. I will compensate you with a few beauties to save your face. If not..."

Before Huang Batian could finish his words, he heard a slight breeze and jumped a few steps to the side.

The soldier standing next to him was not so lucky. He was hit by a hidden weapon flying through the air. He screamed and died with blood coming out of all his orifices.

Li Yanqi sighed with regret: "...What a pity."

Huang Batian broke out in a cold sweat, knowing the danger Li Yanqi was in and also knowing his attitude.

"Okay, I've wanted to meet you for a long time. Since you're unwilling to give in, don't blame me for being cruel."

As he said that, Huang Batian turned around quickly, pulled out an ancient machete from the car behind him, and gathered all his martial arts skills, rushing towards Li Yanqi and the other man.

Lin Yanyu only felt a light slap on her lower back, and she was pushed several feet away like duckweed.

Under the cover of night, torches were in disorder, two figures were fighting together, and leaves were carried by the force, like loose cotton flying in the air.

Lin Yanyu couldn't see the situation clearly. She was extremely anxious and scared. She wanted to call Li Yanqi, but was afraid of distracting him.

After an unknown amount of time, broken leaves began to fall, and Huang Batian flew backwards from the fallen leaves and fell to the ground.

He covered his bloody right arm, no longer looking confident as before, but breathing heavily with a look of fear on his face.

Huang Batian watched helplessly as the soldiers who rushed forward were ruthlessly slaughtered by Li Yanqi. The more he watched, the more depressed he felt.

He never expected that Li Yanqi was so powerful. He, the best fighter in the prefecture, was defeated by this guy in just a hundred moves.

Huang Batian secretly regretted that he should not have listened to Wang San, should not have sent people to kill Li Yanqi, should not have coveted and humiliated Li Yanqi's woman, and should not have been so arrogant!

But no matter how much he regretted, it was too late. He knew very well that Li Yanqi would not let him go.

Huang Batian was sweating profusely. He looked at the undercurrent winding on the ground, his chest heaving violently. Could it be that he could only wait to die?

Suddenly, he glanced away and saw a white figure holding his heart under the tree.