Husband, Have Dinner

With a round of "entertainment" of whips, long sticks, and ice water, the fabric of Pei Shuo's front is much darker than other places.

Another stick fell, and the long stick broke into two.

Pei Shuo didn't say a word, biting his lip, his lower lip biting and bleeding suddenly.

The leader waved his hand temporarily and asked Pei Shuo a question, "Is the person on Feihuling you a year ago."

It's just a statement that is not a question, he wants to get his answer from Pei Shuo.

"it's me."

Snapped!

The man with the whip suddenly violently jumped up and drew his head from top to bottom.

The clothes and silk were all torn, it was no longer considered clothes, nothing more than the remnant cloth hung on Pei Shuo's body. Under the clothes, the skin that the whip passed through was completely cracked, the front flap was completely infiltrated with blood, and the fabric on the back was wetted tightly by sweat.

Pei Shuo spit out blood foam.

After getting the answer, the man stopped staying. Before leaving, he waved his hand to his accomplice, and finally slashed his palm.

Pei Shuo sees it clearly, that means doing it.

The person who stayed here replied to understand and respectfully watched that person leave.

Sending off the leader, they squeezed their fists, the joints crackled, and they still had accounts to settle with Pei Shuo.

Beiyi advocates force, which is more satisfying with a sense of conquest.

The internal organs were overwhelmed, and Pei Shuo was vomiting blood, his consciousness seemed to be pulled out, and he watched those people beat and torture his body coldly, as if he saw the enemy torturing other people.

Perhaps his eyes were staring straight at the Beiyi people who were violent to him. The Beiyi people had a cold back. Those eyes peeked into their hearts and spurned out the concealment like a barb. Fear in the shadows.

"What do you look at!" A punch hit Pei Shuo's eye socket.

Pei Shuo lost too much blood, not only was dizzy, his vision became more and more blurred, and a voice gradually sounded in his mind and the familiar figure "Hey, I brought you lard and pork floss..."

Yes, he hasn't finished the lard residue yet.

Also, his father said that if he died on the battlefield, he would find a way to collect his body, but he did not die on the battlefield, how could he die under the revenge of the Beiyi people?

At the last moment, Pei Shuo thought a lot, a lot.

The people who set off to Shiziling had never seen him. The two men on duty in Feihuling were killed by him, and Neiying was also dealt with by the centurion. How did these people know him?

"I'm sorry for my vain brothers if I don't cut him off!"

"Just get out of your breath, make a quick fight, don't drag on for too long, or undermine the military division's plan."

Pei Shuo vaguely heard their conversation, but he really couldn't go back.

But in the next second, the torture chamber suddenly brightened, and the darkness shone into a beam of light for no reason. The light was suddenly seen, which pierced people's eyes with pain.

"who?"

"Your grandpa!"

Li Yongwu kicked the door open, and walked in with a knife on his shoulders. There were more whiplashes on his body, and the scar on his face was not terrifying at all.

Very handsome, Pei Shuo's mouth slowly grinned.

Li Yongwu saw that Pei Shuo was venting more and getting less gas, seeing that he was dying, his expression stunned, and he lifted his knife and slashed at the Beiyi people.

Pei Shuo's eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and it was the young man next to Li Yongwu who rushed towards him. He seemed to be saying something in his mouth, but it was a pity that he couldn't hear him clearly.

Be sure to ask his name next time.

Pei Shuo closed his eyes.

Li Yongwu smashed a **** path, protecting the Centurion and Pei Shuo like an old hen, and they were all supported or carried on their backs by soldiers who were not seriously injured.

After leaving the torture chamber, he found out that this was a house, and it was less than twenty miles away from Yanmen. The wing room was transformed into a torture chamber by them. The king of the Beiyi population had already left the house, and the soldiers of the Beiyi, who were interrogating them, cleared them out, and the faster they were to clean up later.

Fang Jiabao shrank in the middle of the team, holding the knife tightly, his hands could not stop shaking, the sharp blade left a bright red mark, even if he was in the middle of the team and was protected by other physically strong companions, he was still in shock and did not dare to think about it. An hour ago.

He killed someone.

Killed the soldiers of Beiyi.

The soldier who pressed him.

He didn't even dare to look at Pei Shuo, who was being carried on his back. Every time he touched his sight, he quickly retracted his gaze, or his gaze fell on other people.

The search and rescue team is getting bigger and bigger, benefiting from the experienced Xiliuying old dough sticks. A talented person like Li Yongwu is brave and endures the pain. Seeing that the time is right, he breaks free from the shackles and kills the interrogators, single-handedly rescued the companions near him and strengthened the team.

After the Centurion was rescued, Yanmen was notified with fireworks signals, waiting for Yanmen to send cavalry to rescue.

Five days later.

Pei Shuo opened his eyes.

There are tiles to cover the head, the roof is very familiar.

"I... alive?" Pei Shuo blinked and took a deep breath. The internal organs in his chest were so painful that he couldn't wait for the whole person to shrink into a ball. The pain also reminded him that he was really alive.

"Yes, young master, you survived." Uncle Pei said while sitting next to him with a bowl of medicine.

Pei Shuo glanced to the side, both surprised and shy "Why are you here? Could it be that my father..."

The guard who was supposed to be in the founding mansion actually appeared here, did the old man already know it? Lying half-dead on the bed was not a glorious injury on the battlefield, but a plot by the enemy.

Don't dare to say, still want face.

But--

If Uncle Pei can appear in front of him, there must be a signal from his father Pei Zhengwen.

Oh, pill.

"Yes, the general and the old man can't rest assured, they asked me to come." Only when I arrived at Xiliuying, I saw that the young master was lifted back in one breath. I was lingering in my heart. I patted my chest and was shocked. "Fortunately girl Ayao gave you Bring medicated medicine and ginseng."

"Ayao... how is she now, is she thinner or fatter, is Mochizuki okay with her?"

Is this the point, master? Uncle Pei slandered. Answered one by one, without waiting for Pei Shuo to ask, she said first, "If you don't want Miss A Yao to know, please rest obediently. I will stay in Xiliu Camp for a long time."

"..."

Pei Shuo flushed, staring at Uncle Pei angrily. How can you be like this?

Uncle Pei calmly retired.

When Xiliu Camp went out, most of the soldiers were damaged, and Yanmen was disturbed, and even under their noses, there was an enemy stronghold!

Among them, Pei Shuo and Centurion had the most serious injuries. When they were brought back, their faces were like golden paper. The military doctors tried their best to deal with their injuries. They shook their heads and said to everyone that they might be hard to survive the day. The key is also the most life-saving medicinal materials, and when I set off to Yanzhou, I am afraid that everyone will be cold.

Li Yongwu pursed his mouth and punched his fist against the wall.

The other soldiers also lowered their heads so that no one could see the blush in their eye sockets.

Uncle Pei came to Xiliuying with his suitcase at this time, as if it were raining in time.

Afterwards, he was also fortunate and went to A Yao before leaving. Ayao heard that he was helping to carry things, so she packaged all medicines such as golden sore medicine, bruises ointment, and ginseng to Uncle Pei, saying that he was very relieved to bring things.

He was even more grateful that he had worked hard, and happened to hang Pei Shuo and Centurion with ginseng, giving the military doctor enough time to rush to Yanzhou to purchase medicinal materials to rescue them.

The centurion woke up two days earlier than Pei Shuo. When Pei Shuo woke up, he was in a much better spirit and was able to reply to the people sent by Shangfeng.

Fang Jiabao was called for questioning, feeling anxious on his face.

"Don't be nervous, tell me what happened that day."

"That day." Fang Jiabao clenched the corners of his shirt, his body tensed, and as he continued to narrate, his eyes looked left and right, not realizing, "He didn't ask anything, so he came up and beat me, and later... I killed the interrogator. People from Beiyi!" His voice suddenly rose sharply, and in retrospect it was still a nightmare. His stomach was upset, and a feeling of nausea rushed to his throat, "Oh--"

He ran to the wall, supporting the wall with one hand and covering his mouth with the other.

"Every soldier will have this experience for the first time. You are defending your home and the country, not an executioner." The person who asked him patted Fang Jiabao's back and comforted him. Reward, relax."

"Really?" Fang Jiabao smiled on his pale face.

"Well, go back and take a good rest, you won't be missing from military service."

Fang Jiabao was flattered, and walked out the door as if in the clouds, fluttering.

He quickly glanced at Pei Shuo's residence, the autumn wind blew by, and the sun fell on his face, and now he was in a great mood.