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In her sleep, Ink Yan felt that she had been strangled. Someone was pressing down on her, holding her by the windpipe and saying in a small voice, "Hurry up and die, just die and everything will be fine."

She could barely catch her breath as she fought the burning pain in her head and struggled to open her eyes. An ancient dress appeared in his line of sight. He was in his thirties, with a round baby face and black hair, tied in a whip with a piece of coarse cloth tied to the top of his head. His eyes were very large and very bright. The gaze he used to look at himself was mixed with pain and intolerance.

Who is she? Ink Yan furrowed her brows as she considered the other party's identity. Who knew what would happen next? He was one step ahead of her and shouted out loud.

"Mother ~"

After that, the woman's body trembled and she let go of her hands, crying as she hugged her daughter.

The warmth of the woman's skin, the wetness and saltiness of her tears, and the stifling hot stuffiness of her chest made Ink Yan involuntarily open her eyes wide.

Didn't I follow the orders of the Chinese military to collect the God Equipment Sun Moon Lock that was stolen by a traitor? How could it be when he had a divine artifact in his hands? The next second, a series of images appeared in her mind. Just as she and the traitor were fighting over the Sun and Moon Lock, the God Equipment suddenly burst out with dazzling light. She instantly lost consciousness and opened her eyes. It was a completely different world.

He had actually transmigrated. She looked at the woman who hugged her and cried, the simple and crude wooden house almost empty. She couldn't help but think, "Where am I?" Can you find the Sun Moon Lock?

The wooden door that leaked light was kicked open by someone from the outside. A fierce servant walked in and scolded, "Bitch, you still dare to cry? It's all because of your husband. He lifted the woman in his arms with one hand and slapped her with the other. "Turning around, I looked at the stunned Ink Yan on the bed and raised my hand again." If you want to die, don't you need to atone for your father's sins? "In your dreams!"

His palm flew in the wind and fiercely pressed down on her face!

Without thinking, she loosened her waist and turned her face up, missing out on the palm of her hand. Her slender hand wrapped around his wrist like a vine and pressed down on his pulse!

The servant's hand suddenly became numb and he blinked his eyes.

Pow!

The servant covered his face and saw Ink Yan, who was not even half as tall as him, standing on the bed with one hand raised high. He used the look of a phoenix looking at a pheasant and disdainfully cursed at the dog!

"I am avenging for my father, not for you! If you dare to disregard your master and servants again, do you believe that I won't beat you up again?! "

The servant was instantly stupefied! How could this half-grown girl beat him, a grown man? With fear in his heart, he could only bend down and lower his head.

"General Fanwei's original wife, Miss Ink Moon, and the distant Miss Shuiqin have been waiting outside for a long time. Please leave quickly and do not delay the auspicious hour. Otherwise, the person who accompanied her on the wedding journey might have already been convicted. "

"That's more like it!"

Seeing that the evil servant had given in, Mo Yan raised her head, picked up her mother and proudly walked out the door.

At that time, there was a neat line of fleeing troops outside the gates of the General's Estate.

The line was a full four hundred meters long. At the front was a fully armored, red-robed soldier. The red tassel on the helmet looked as if it had left the person with tears and blood. A young man sat on a white horse. He wore a white robe and had silver armor.

The middle section was a sedan chair. A salute from the sixteen men. Red gauze covered the sides of the sedan chair, and crystal ingots hung from the corners. There were hundreds of female slaves on both sides, wearing clothes similar to Shui Yan and her mother's. Together they looked at the mother and daughter as if they were strangers, their eyes filled with the feeling of isolation.

Although she felt it was strange, she still found a corner with her mother and stood inside.

At that time, she had just transmigrated, so she did not realize that the team she had joined was precisely the team sent by the Great Duan Empire to tie the knot with the Heavenly Wolf Country. A month ago, General Fanwei lost the war, and the big end once again faced huge compensation. Hundreds of female slaves would follow the Ink Zither to another country. Thus, there was no one in the team who didn't hate the mother and daughter.

At this moment, two pairs of eyes shot out from the sedan chair, and landed on Wen Yan's shoulder. The sound of chatting slowly entered his ears.

"Who was that man from the palanquin just now?"

The first to speak was a young woman. Her voice was so delicate that it sounded like it belonged to the Ink Zither. The sister of Ink Yan's physical body.

"Miss Qin Shui, it's the two b * tches, Mo Huang and Shui Yan. The lowest rank, but the slowest. "

Senior Servant Hua, who married Ink Zither, disdainfully replied.

"Perhaps the two of them felt that it would be better to hang themselves than to live in seclusion in the Heavenly Wolf? Perhaps he even felt that General Mo could make a comeback at the border and return with great merits. Just a moment ago, he was holding Qiao Fei as he asked the servant to show them out using the etiquette of a master and servant. The sound is so loud that everyone on the street can hear it! "

"Miss Shui Qin, if this kind of evil servant is not taught a lesson, then the Sky Wolf will lose a lot of face!"

Mist Grass! Was this the end? Hearing that, Mo Yan raised her head and clenched her fists.

Ink Zither raised her hand to lift up the veil, revealing a corner of her carefully dressed face. She had bright eyes and white teeth. There was a golden phoenix inserted diagonally at the top of her chignon. There was a pearl the size of a thumb in the corner of her mouth, and below it was a slender tassel made of crystal. The luster of the Ink Zither's eyelids was like the falling of a phoenix's beak. It flowed with a brilliant and dreamy radiance, stunning the world to the extreme.

"Senior Hua, then I'll slap you thirty times." Broken face, no good looks. Once they reached the Sky Wolf, they would be sold to the lowest class of prostitutes. "In the courtyard, thousands of people ride ten thousand pillows every day. Only by doing so can we make amends and show our sincerity ~"

Senior Servant Hua acknowledged and walked over with a servant girl in tow. She smiled maliciously as she descended from the palanquin.

The first sentence was, "Bitch, kneel down!" After saying that, he threw a glance to the side, signalling the servant girl to immediately make her move.

"You dare!?"

Ink Yan shouted! Ye Zichen kicked the girl's waist. The servant girl fell to the ground, unable to get up. Senior Servant Hua saw that the situation wasn't good, so she called out to her servant. Four strong men came out from the palanquin and jumped towards Mo Yan again!

But in less than half a minute, the group of hulks were kicked to the ground by Ink Yan. He left Senior Servant Hua standing on the spot like a naked hen, only able to cry out, "Don't come near me, don't come near me!"

But why?

Han Yan grabbed Senior Servant Hua's collar and pulled her towards the ground! While she was on the ground and unable to move, she stepped on the bone in her throat and asked the ink guqin on the palanquin with an evil look in her eyes.

"Elder sister, your mama told me not to come, but I still came, didn't I? Then what will you punish me with? "Fancy a face or a broken leg?"

Trash! They were all a bunch of trash! He couldn't even deal with a half-grown girl!

The Ink Zither in the palanquin trembled with anger and sent out another order to its servants!

"Go!" Just tell the leading bridegroom that someone rebelled and threatened the bride and ask him to send someone to clean her up! "

All of a sudden, everyone looked at Mo Yan as if she was their mortal enemy.

The bridegroom of this troop had a total of three hundred personal guards with him, all of whom had gone through hundreds of battles. Just a few of them would be enough for Ink Yan to drink. Even Ink Zither thought that Ink Yan was dead for sure, as she said in disdain while playing with her tassels.

"Shui Yan, it won't be too late if you release Senior Hua now. I just want you to get down on your knees, scratch your face, and tell me you're sorry. I won't pursue anything else. "Otherwise, when the wedding general arrives, hehe …"

"Ink Yan answered back firmly." If he wanted to kill, he wanted to kill. If he wanted to kill, he wanted to cut him up! If his skills were inferior to others', what was there to lose? "My father is General Fanwei, who was bestowed upon him by the imperial government. As his daughter, even if I have to face Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild in front of me, I will definitely not embarrass him!"

The Ink Zither was immediately choked, unable to speak. A wave of anger burned in his throat, but he didn't know if he should vomit or die.

At this moment, a few horses came running from the front of the line. The guard on a white horse came running over with a few guards and servants. The long saber strapped to his waist constantly reflected a terrifying white light as the horse ran.

The Ink Zither could clearly be seen by the window. It was the uniform used to escort the general. His face lit up again and climbed up his eyebrows.

"General, it's this bitch who just caused trouble!" The servant pointed out the location of Ink Yan.

Following that, a tall white horse walked over to Mo Yan who was standing in the middle of the crowd.

The silver-armored guard sat on the horse, his hand holding the handle of his saber. He looked down at the awkward Senior Servant Hua, the servant girl who was lying on the ground, and the strong man whose face was full of footprints. Suspicion and surprise intertwined in his eyes.

Ink Yan saw him point at the muscular man and ask herself with her own eyes.

"Little girl, did you defeat these people?"

Ink Yan glanced around and nodded.

"How did you, a girl and a half years old, defeat four strong men?" the general asked, his eyes locked on the thin, unarmed wrist of Inky, one hand on the hilt of the knife.

Ink Yan straightened her chest, and said in a deep voice, "My father is the former General Fanwei."

In the blink of an eye, the scabbard that had drawn the military halfway dropped back to the ground with a thud.

"You, what's your name?"

Ink Yan opened her mouth and replied word by word.

"Mo, Shui, Yan!"

The atmosphere suddenly turned heavy.

The bridegroom sat on his horse, unable to speak for a long time. Everyone held their breath as they listened to Ink Yan's speech. He said the same name, trying to guess what else could happen.

Suddenly, a string of laughter escaped his mouth.

Hahahaha!

The silver general suddenly raised his head in front of everyone and laughed heartily while praising her.

"Good, good, good! I say, why is it that half the girls here are so good at martial arts, and their skills are inferior to others'? What kind of words would lose out to you?" So you are the daughter of General Fanwei! Even in the face of danger, it will not change! "

"Ahahahaha, this is truly a blessing of the heavens!"

How could this be? Ink Zither who was clinging to the window opened her eyes wide. The one who beat him up was actually praised?

Who was this person? Why did he speak so strangely?

Ink Yan looked up to the sound. Under the strong sun, a shaded face could be seen.

His features were still indistinct, but from the outline he appeared to be a handsome man. From the looks of it, the armor was made from alloy, and the steel was also covered with an anti-oxidation film, which increased the resistance to blows while also extending the usage time. A long knife was strapped to his belt, the handle wrapped in black and red silk. From the looks of it, it was a treasured blade that was full of fresh blood. He held onto the hilt of the knife with one hand, and on the index finger of his hand was a large ring, and in the middle of the ring was an agate the size of a pigeon's egg. The two golden dragons circled around his body, stretching out their claws in anger as they tried to seize the rising sun.

Eh, the two dragons fighting for the pearl? Or a five-clawed dragon?

Inkyan blinked, as if in a dream.

The aide-de-camp beside the general began to shout.

"Impudent!" Your highness the crown prince has personally come, why are you not kneeling yet! "

Standing in the sedan chair, the Ink Zither let out a panicked cry, "Your Highness the Crown Prince!" He got off the palanquin and kneeled in the dust. Behind him, he fell to the ground. He kept shouting for the Crown Prince!

Everyone had this question in their minds. Why did the marquis general become the crown prince?

Ink Yan continued blinking her eyes and looked at the crown prince. She looked like a village girl who had been scared silly.

"Impudent!" When you, the daughter of a sinful subject, saw the crown prince in person, why didn't you kneel? "

"Do you want to be killed on the spot?"

The aide-de-camp shouted again, unsheathed his long blade and placed it against the side of her neck. Ink Zither, who was lying on the ground, snuck a peek and covered her mouth as she smiled. How dare you challenge the dignity of the royal family! If I don't disappoint you, how can I face the crown that is so high up in the sky?

However, she still didn't react. He looked at the Crown Prince as if he was possessed by evil. The aide-de-camp saw that he could not do anything, so he raised his blade to cut him, but was stopped by the Crown Prince.

"Wait, she is the daughter of the former General Fanwei after all. Aside from my recent defeat, I have protected me for more than twenty years. I wanted to give it to her. Adjutant, please remind me again. "

It can't be? At that time, the Ink Zither was even more astonished. His hands, which were laid flat on the ground, unconsciously wrinkled the fabric. A bad premonition welled up in his heart.

The Crown Prince, the Crown Prince, what are you doing here?

Ink Yan let out a long breath and made a request.

"Your Highness, if I tell you this, I will only beg for my death if I don't kneel. Will you really do as I wish? "

"Why?"

Since Ink Yan had said that he wasn't going to kneel down to beg for death, Murong Hao looked down from his horse.

"Didn't you say earlier that you were weaker than others in front of my elder sister, what's there to be afraid of?" Although he wasn't afraid of death, he didn't want to wait for an opportunity. Why didn't you kneel when the guard twice asked you to kneel before him? And you're telling me you want to die? "

Mo Yan knelt down on the ground.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" I am the family of a sinner. I was forced to marry and go to a foreign country called Sirius. He still had to endure the maltreatment from the evil servants and endure all the provocations from his elder sister! She even wanted to beat me up and sell me to the lowest class of whores in the entire Heavenly Wolf Family while she was here today. "Go to the courtyard!"

"It's better to die than to live. What's wrong with me resisting and not wanting to die?"

Murong Hao nodded his head in understanding.

"Then why did you suddenly say you wanted to die?"

Ink Yan took a deep breath and let out two streams of tears.

"Shui Yan saw the Crown Prince in person for the first time in her life. She only wished to see him a few more times. Even if he was killed, it wouldn't be a loss in the Underworld. Furthermore, the Crown Prince had praised me for having a strong family, saying that I was a blessing in disguise! To die in the hands of such a wise crown prince is the utmost honor and glory of my ancestors! Even though I, Ink Yan am dead, I am still proud! "

"Therefore, I ask Your Majesty to give the order as soon as possible! Tell the guards to kill me quickly! "