Yangcheng

The pain in the lower abdomen became more and more intense, and the pain made Tang Jianwei almost unable to stand up. She felt a powerful force pulling her inside Tang Jianwei's body, constantly pulling her internal organs down.

A wave of pain made Tang Jianwei unable to concentrate. Tang Jianwei took a few deep breaths and bit the flesh in her mouth hard. The smell of blood made her regain some sense.

"Why, why don't you come down? Do you want me to ask someone to invite you to come down? If so, the scene will not be good."

The woman outside the carriage spoke contemptuously, as if she was sure of winning.

No wonder she was so relaxed. Tang Jianwei looked out through the gap in the curtain of the carriage. At this moment, Tang Jianwei was in a courtyard surrounded by stone walls.

The stone wall is at least two feet high, not to mention Tang Jianwei now, even in the past, it was not easy to climb up in one go.

The courtyard is full of men in black with weapons in hand. These people's attire is exactly the same as that of the reinforcements when the Dongxiaomen rioted that night.

Just looking at Tang Jianwei in this way, he understood.

Combined with the woman's voice, Tang Jianwei knew that the other party was trying to intimidate her, but Tang Jianwei refused to give her the chance to continue her arrogance.

"The scene is not good, how bad is it? I insist on seeing it. I won't go down, Lan Yiwei, come up yourself if you have the ability!"

The woman who traps Tang Jianwei in this courtyard is Lan Yiwei.

Lan Yiwei covered her face and wore a black dress, which almost completely covered her body and face, and her voice was deliberately changed, but after all, she hadn't specially learned the art of changing voices, and her voice changed so that she sounded like that , but to Tang Jianwei's ears, it was just a childish disguise that made people laugh.

Lan Yiwei was exposed on the spot, and her face was already somewhat cramped behind the black veil.

Tang Jianwei heard that she couldn't answer for a moment, sneered and continued in a raised tone:

"What's the matter, Lan Yiwei, don't you dare to come up? Do you want me to invite you to come up? That scene won't be very good."

Lan Yiwei's eyes sharpened, he raised his hand and nodded, and the four men around him immediately stepped forward, trying to force open the door of the carriage and drag Tang Jianwei out.

Lan Yiwei wanted to see how embarrassed Tang Jianwei would be when he was thrown on the ground with a big belly.

It's just a mouth trying to be brave!

Unexpectedly, the door of this carriage could not be opened after a slam, the man in black paused in embarrassment, then he got lucky and yanked the door with all his strength. Embarrassed.

Sitting in the carriage, Tang Jianwei could feel the slight vibration of the carriage, but the door remained closed under the strong pull, which was thanks to Anian.

Tong Shaoxuan had also thought that Lan's party would definitely attack them, so he stayed up for several nights and remodeled all the carriages in Tong's mansion.

In addition to the widening of the wheels and the stability of the spokes, the body and doors are also strengthened.

She installed a lock in the car. If there is any danger, if the lock is locked, the doors will be closed.

As long as the people in the car don't unlock the door and the people outside want to open the door, unless the entire door is removed or the door lock is broken, or the car body is smashed, ordinary strength cannot shake the door.

Seeing that so many people couldn't open a car door, Lan Yiwei couldn't help but think of Tang Jianwei's wicked wife.

She heard someone relay that the Dongxiaomen could have broken through violently that day, but at the most critical moment, a red mist rose.

Wherever the red mist went, people coughed and burst into tears, and it was Tong Siniang who released the red mist!

That Tong Siniang blocked a hundred people with the strength of one person and guarded the east gate.

Lan Yiwei heard about this, and specially sent someone to investigate. It turned out that the pepper balls made by Tong Siniang were already very famous in Su County.

In addition, she has also created countless hidden weapons, which are amazingly lethal and hard to guard against.

The carriage door that cannot be opened now is also from her handwriting, right?

No wonder Tang Jianwei dared to go out, and was able to act calmly and without panic when he was in a crisis.

Lan Yiwei sneered and said, "It's just a crooked way, the whole carriage was dismantled! I don't believe that the carriage was destroyed, and she can still stay in the carriage safely. Dismantle it!"

"Here!"

Lan Yiwei gave an order, and a circle of men in black swung their long knives at the door of the carriage.

Sparks flew in the dark night, and there were terrible knife marks on the car door, but there was still no sign of being opened.

Inside the carriage, Tang Jianwei, who had just endured a wave of labor pains, was a little relieved to find that the door had not been opened despite the onslaught of the enemy.

And the black shadow who had been watching the whole process on the top of the wall and the treetops, almost about to act, was also very surprised to see this scene.

It looks like an ordinary carriage, but it can still have this ability.

Could it be that this carriage...

Sombra stood still, wanting to continue to see what kind of variables would arise.

"Wait a moment."

Seeing that the car door could not be attacked for a long time, a man with broad shoulders and thick eyebrows among the men in black stopped everyone.

He raised his hand to signal the others not to move for the time being. He went to the car door for a look, then turned around and came back to choose the thinnest long knife, and stretched it along the deformed car door gap.

Tang Jianwei, whose heart had just returned from his throat to his chest, suddenly saw a gleaming blade thrust in with difficulty from the middle of the car door, and the hairs all over his body stood on end in an instant.

After probing the car for a while with a knife, the thick-browed man finally reached something, and a clear smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Unless it is really a solid wall, if the door of the small carriage cannot be opened, it must be because there is an unimaginably strong lock inside.

But no matter how strong it is, it is just a lock. It is not difficult to destroy it.

The thick-browed man held the knife in both hands and pushed everything down hard, feeling that a solid object was split by him.

The door is open!

The thick-browed man was overjoyed, and immediately pushed the car door in!

"Catch her—"

The thick-browed man just spoke, and there was a sudden sharp pain from his face to his neck, as if he had been stabbed by countless needles!

He raised his hand to touch his face, only to realize that it was not his illusion, but that hundreds of needles were really inserted into his face, left eye and throat.

The man with thick eyebrows wailed and backed away again and again, backing to Lan Yiwei's side.

Lan Yiwei just glanced at him, and her scalp went numb from the horror of the scene.

The thick-browed man fell to the ground after screaming a few times, and soon he would not move.

The one in him is naturally the universe in the palm, or the universe in the palm that has been smeared with anesthesia. After being hit, it will take effect in a very short period of time, making him paralyzed and unable to move.

Lan Yiwei's face turned green: "..."

He died so tragically!

Seeing that the man with thick eyebrows had been hit by a hidden weapon, everyone was even more furious. They wanted to take Tang Jianwei out but did not dare to act rashly. They were afraid of following in the footsteps of the man with thick eyebrows and being shot by a hundred poisonous needles, so they walked around the carriage cautiously and slowly. Walk slowly, trying to find flaws.

Lan Yiwei saw that the group of people were holding weapons in their hands, but they didn't dare to step forward, and felt angry: "There is a pregnant woman inside, and you dare not do anything, you are all useless!"

Tang Jianwei was happy when he heard Lan Yiwei's distraught voice:

"Lan Yiwei, stop encouraging others, you are not useless, you come in."

Lan Yiwei felt the veins on her forehead twitch, and slammed the knife of the person next to her with a clang. She raised the knife and approached the carriage, but was stopped by her entourage.

"Si Niangzi, don't come near, the people in the car are very evil!"

As soon as the words fell, there were only two "puff puffs", and two prickly ash bombs hit Lan Yiwei's entourage's cheeks.

"It's Red Mist!"

"Hurry up and cover your face! Cover your eyes!"

After all, Lan Yiwei had expected that Tang Jianwei's cunning temperament, even if she managed to trick her out, she would definitely carry a weapon with her for emergencies!

He was prepared for Hong Wulan Yiwei early!

Together with the red mist, all the men in black covered their mouths and noses with cloth, and blocked their eyes with glass goggles.

In this way, he can effectively block the red mist, breathe normally and see things clearly.

Even if some red mist can penetrate the cloth strips, the power will definitely be halved!

Successfully blocking the red mist, Lan Yiwei's spirit was greatly lifted, and he immediately ordered people to attack the carriage.

Tang Jianwei's hidden weapons were limited, and they were gone when they were used up. There were too many opponents, and even with a sword in his hand, he really didn't have the strength to fight the opponent head-on.

After a lot of effort, a group of people finally dragged Tang Jianwei out.

A few knives were put on Tang Jianwei's neck, Tang Jianwei still didn't change his face, he didn't panic at all, but sat down slowly holding his heavy stomach.

Lan Yiwei looked at her appearance, and felt a little concerned.

Could it be that Tang Jianwei has some other tricks?Otherwise, the head will be lost, how can it be so comfortable?

Tang Jianwei seemed to see through what she was thinking, and smiled at Lan:

"I'm in so much pain that I don't have the strength to stand anymore. I've been surrounded by you anyway, so I feel better for a while."

The pain came again, this time the pain of falling and swelling was more than ten times stronger than before, as if a huge force was drilling down hard, trying to forcefully tear Tang Jianwei's body apart.

Tang Jianwei was covered in sweat, but the smile on his face remained unchanged.

Lan Yiwei still covered her face, the red mist gradually dissipated, she took off the glass goggles, and looked down at Tang Jianwei from top to bottom.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Hearing Lan Yiwei evaluate himself with these four words, Tang Jianwei glanced up with wide eyes:

"Why, don't you just want to kill me by tricking me? So many people finally got me out, why don't they do it?"

Lan Yiwei sneered twice: "Why is it difficult to kill you? But I'm not interested in your life, your life and death are meaningless."

"Oh, that means wanting the child in my womb." Tang Jianwei followed her train of thought and quickly understood.

Lan Yiwei hates Tang Jianwei's appearance that he has everything under control and doesn't pay attention to anything.

From a long time ago, the name of Boling Shuangwei has made Lan Yiwei very unhappy. With this name, whether it is family background, six arts, articles or fame, she and Tang Jianwei have to be compared with each other.

What made her hate it even more was that she was overwhelmed by Tang Jianwei in almost every aspect.

Even Wu's parents and daughters, who are very fond of men and women from countless aristocratic families in Boling, are engaged to Tang Jianwei...

In the end, God has eyes, and Tang Jianwei's parents died overnight and her sister went crazy. The emperor ordered her to marry her to the southeast.

I thought I would never see her again in this life, and never hear her annoying name again.

Who would have thought that Tang Jianwei would break free after being pushed into the mud, and return to Boling again with the tiresome title of "Boling Shuangwei"!

And it only took a very short time to stand on the height of Boling again, once again becoming the focus of attention...

Why does Boling Shuangwei, a title that has disgusted Lan Yiwei for more than ten years, always stick to her?

Why, she finally got married to Wu Xianyi and received the envious eyes of countless heirs of the family, but she still couldn't catch her heart?

Even my aunt said that if you want to capture Wu Xianyi, you need to know what she likes.

"You might as well imitate Tang Jianwei." What my aunt said to her before she got married has still stuck in her heart, "As long as you hold Wu Xianyi, you hold the Wu family. I believe you in this small sacrifice." If you can do it, then Tang Jianwei can go to the land of the Southern Barbarians to endure hardships in order to kill Boling and make a comeback, and you will not fall behind her. Right? Yiwei."

Why, everything about me has to be about you?

Today my aunt said that if Tang Jianwei was captured alive, she would kill her after giving birth to the child.

Raise her child, slowly train him into an emotionless killer, a running dog of the Lan family, and then let this child take Tong Shaoxuan's life and slaughter the entire Tong family.

However, she, Lan Yiwei, was not so kind.

Lan Yiwei aimed the sword at Tang Jianwei's stomach.

Tang Jian looked directly at the sword with slightly lowered eyebrows, still showing no fear.

"That's right, I just want the child in your womb. It looks like the child should be full-term, right? Even if I cut it out now, the child will still be able to support you if you die. At that time, I will let her and my surname be Lan, Become a dog slave of the Lan family, feed her up, and then let her kill Tong Shaoxuan. How about it, are you satisfied with my arrangement?"

"So that's how it is." Tang Jianwei said after listening, "So you probably didn't catch Gongyu, and just wanted to trick me out. That's fine, then I don't have to worry about the future."

Tang Jianwei looked directly at Lan Yiwei, with the evil spirit in his eyes that could split the world: "Lan Yiwei, if you want to do it, do it quickly, do you still need me to teach you how to kill?"

Lan Yi smiled slightly, her slender waist swaying gently in the night wind:

"This is the last time you pretend to be a ghost!"

Lan Yiwei was about to cut Tang Jianwei's stomach with the sword, and the little black ball Tang Jianwei hid in his sleeve was ready to go!

Even if there is only one, she has seen the power of this little black ball with her own eyes.

After Ah Nian's improvement, the nails blown out from inside will definitely kill Lan Yiwei!

She was sitting on the ground at the height where she was going to avoid the spikes.

At that time, with nails flying all over the sky, maybe she still has a chance to escape.

Just have to try it!

The opportunity is only in an instant!

Just when Tang Jianwei was about to make the last move, a heavy stone mill flew across the sky, aiming at Lan Yiwei's head!

The sound of howling wind shocked everyone to dodge in a hurry. If they were hit by this big guy, their heads would be smashed to pieces in an instant!

Lan Yiwei opened her eyes and immediately dodged backwards!

With such a retreat, her fragile throat was caught by a strong arm, almost strangling her neck on the spot.

When Lan Yiwei was startled, she found that a dagger was already on her delicate face.

"Get off all of you." The person behind her breathed very steadily, and seemed to be wearing a mask. It was a woman's voice.

No one has discovered where this woman with a red forehead and a gold mask showing only one pair of eyes appeared.

This person was tall and long-armed, and he controlled Lan Yiwei in one fell swoop, controlling the whole situation with precision.

Lan almost stopped breathing even slightly.

"Exit to the yard." The woman's dagger stuck to Lan Yiwei's face, and Lan Yiwei's cheek was already feeling pain!

The twenty or so men in black in the courtyard hesitated, and Tang Jianwei at this moment was no better than them.

Ah Nian...

Ah Nian? !

With the firelight at the four corners of the yard, she recognized the eyes of the person holding Lan Yiwei in the dim light.

It's her family, Anian!

Tang Jianwei instantly became nervous.

Ah Nian doesn't know martial arts, if there is a mistake in holding Lan Yiwei hostage, I'm afraid it will be completely overthrown!

But Lan Yiwei didn't dare to move in her hands, and Ah Nian's deterrent power stopped everyone in the yard.

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Tong Shaoxuan yawned, finally packed up all the dossiers in the Classics Hall, borrowed a few dossiers with reference value, and walked out of Dali Temple in a daze.

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Tong Shaoxuan:? ? ?Shen, I'm here, Shen!