The Peasant Girl's Glory

Chapter 212 Charms
It turned out that she was not the only one who was treated as a zombie and covered with spells!
Shen Furong looked at Yan Fengzhu with bright eyes, and when she looked down and saw the unknown liquid in Yan Fengzhu's hand, her pupils shrank suddenly.

Day, you fairy, what's in this bowl?Could it be another drug addiction? !

Shen Furong licked her chapped lips, it wasn't a drug or a good thing, anyway, Yan Fengzhu wouldn't be kind enough to bring her water.

Seeing Shen Furong staring at the porcelain bowl in her hand, her eyes flashed with obvious horror, Yan Fengzhu smiled, and the laughing Shen Furong stood up all over her hair.

"Are you finally starting to be afraid? I thought you wouldn't be afraid of any stormy waves!"

Yan Fengzhu's questioning was full of sarcasm and schadenfreude.

She clearly wanted to hurt her, but now she asked her with a smile if she was afraid. It was impossible to do this without cerebral thrombosis for ten years.

Shen Furong pouted secretly, her mind turned slightly.

Although she couldn't speak, she couldn't cry miserably, but she controlled her trembling appearance, and opened her mouth with a sad face, a look of bitterness and hatred.

Yan Fengzhu seemed to appreciate Shen Furong's embarrassment at this time. She stood in front of Shen Furong with a porcelain bowl in her hand, with a provocative light in her eyes:
"If I knew this earlier, why bother!

Shen Furong, you are a peasant daughter from a humble peasant household, and you don't know how to repay your kindness, but you dare to rob the eldest son from me, you are really courting death!If it wasn't for you to make a fuss, the eldest son and I wouldn't be here. "

Shen Furong secretly rolled her eyes when she heard this, this Yan Fengzhu is really not an ordinary brain disease.

If her brain circuit is a road of prosperity, then Yan Fengzhu's brain circuit is a circle of mosquito coils.

At the beginning, her relationship with Xiao Tianmo was very clear.

At that time, Yan Fengzhu was crying and shouting to marry Xiao Tianmo, but Xiao Tianmo decisively rejected Yan Fengzhu.

She can only blame Yan Fengzhu for not being able to win the man she is looking for.

I really can't serve rice, rely on spoons, can't pull shit out, rely on thatched huts.

Shen Furong murmured in her heart, only to hear Yan Fengzhu continue:
"But fortunately, those unhappy things will soon become the past. When I get your face, I will live with the eldest son and live happily."

Shen Furong looked straight at Yan Fengzhu and didn't speak, of course she couldn't speak either, but she had to tell Yan Fengzhu with firm eyes:
You will not succeed!

After Yan Fengzhu finished speaking, she glanced at Shen Furong up and down, and said coldly:

"You don't have to look at me like this, don't worry, I won't let you die right away, Mr. Shan Gui said, this skin needs to be peeled off the face of a living person, and you died too fast, It doesn't make any sense anymore."

The subtext of this sentence is: she will die tragically sooner or later, but it doesn't matter when she dies, the main thing is to torture her before she dies.

Shen Furong found that the big men in charge of the guards looked at her with pity, probably in their eyes, she might as well die as soon as possible, at least it would make her happy.

Shen Furong felt a little regretful herself. Knowing this earlier, she might as well marry and go to the Northern Qiang Kingdom to have a relative, at least she could still be alive, right?

It's better now, Xi Ti will end up the worst.

It's just that she has never been a character of sitting still, no matter what kind of bad situation she is in, she is always willing to give herself a shot.

"...One must be self-aware, how can a pheasant become a phoenix..."

Yan Fengzhu continued chattering, Shen Furong glared at her smug and disgusting face, she didn't know where the strength came from, suddenly suddenly swayed the red rope hanging her, and slammed her head into Yan Fengzhu's head.

"what--"

Following Yan Fengzhu's shrill and piercing scream of terror, Shen Furong knocked Yan Fengzhu back several steps, and her head was smashed with blood.

The blood flowed down her forehead, the sticky blood dripping like broken pearls, flowing all over her face and hitting the ground again.

A few big men opened their mouths in stunned place, and everyone looked at Shen Furong with ghost-like eyes.

After all, Shen Furong's frenzied self-abuse just now was too terrifying, and it was no less than blackmailing in the morgue and dancing on the grave.

After Yan Fengzhu stumbled to her feet, she raised her eyes to look at Shen Furong, whose face was covered in blood, and then reached out and touched her forehead, and immediately felt the blood on her hand.

"what--"

Yan Fengzhu shook her hands and screamed again.

This time everyone came back to their senses and quickly gathered around.

The mountain ghost also put down the bronze drum in his hand, left the fire and walked quickly to the two of them: "What happened?"

When he saw that Shen Furong and Yan Fengzhu were both covered with blood, the mountain ghost suddenly turned dark:

"The face is damaged, it seems that the face-changing technique cannot be performed today."

"No! I've waited so long, how can I give up all my efforts?"

Yan Fengzhu didn't care about the wound on her forehead, and eagerly grabbed the mountain ghost's sleeve:
"Didn't you say that borrowing the full moon tonight to absorb the spiritual energy of the world and gather the essence of the sun and the moon is the best time to change your face? How can you easily change it? Besides, I finally caught her, do I have to wait any longer? ?"

The mountain ghost shook his head, and his tone was filled with regret:

"If you want to successfully change the face, the face of the person being replaced needs to be intact. Now that this woman's face is damaged, she can only perform the face-changing technique after she is completely healed."

Yan Fengzhu's face was ashen, and under the light of the fire, she showed a bit of gloom.

She gritted her teeth, and then turned to look at Shen Furong angrily, with a fierce look on her face:

"What a cunning bitch, do you think you can stop me like this? I'll tell you that you can't survive, you can't die!"

After Yan Fengzhu finished speaking, she waved at the big men behind her, and said calmly:

"This woman will be rewarded to you tonight, but don't toss people to death."

Shen Furong didn't expect Yan Fengzhu to disagree, so she despicably wanted someone to force her.

She wanted to curse, but she couldn't speak, she couldn't say anything, so she could only stare at Yan Fengzhu, wishing to poke a few blood holes in her.

After listening to Yan Fengzhu's words, the eyes of the big men lit up, and their wretched eyes scanned Shen Furong's whole body.

The leading man took a few steps forward with a wretched smile, grinned at Yan Fengzhu, and opened his mouth to reveal the yellowed gums in his mouth, which was indescribably disgusting:

"Thank you, Your Highness! Rest assured, Your Highness, our brothers will take good care of this woman."

When several strong men heard the words, they all laughed "haha".

"Your Highness, no!"

At this time, the mountain ghost opened his mouth and blocked:

"It's not too late to change the face. For today's plan, it's better to heal the wound on her forehead first, and then talk about other things."

Yan Fengzhu pondered for a moment with a cold face, and finally said:
"Okay, then heal her injury first, and when she is healed, it won't be too late to deal with it!"

After Yan Fengzhu finished speaking, she glanced deeply at Shen Furong and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)