Chapter 883

He said, raising his head in disgust, glancing at Nalan Feixue coldly and sneering: "Nalan Feixue, are you still daydreaming? Nalan mansion has long been destroyed. Where is the legitimate daughter of Nalan family? And when I married you, weren't you unwilling to marry? Well, now that I'm as you like, shouldn't you be happy? Ha ha ha... "

And he waved impatiently to Wu mangzi, "what are you doing? I'm not quick to drag this ugly bitch away. I'm tired of looking at her more now, young master. "

Wu Shaozi nodded repeatedly, ignoring Nalan Feixue's screams and curses, and forced people out of the hall. At last, he dragged Nalan Feixue's hair all the way to the most remote wood house in the other courtyard.

===As soon as the door of the Chaifang was closed, Wu Nianzi immediately rushed to Nalan flying snow.

At this time, the Nalan flying snow has completely stopped resisting.

Her eyes were looking straight at the roof of the wood house. Her face was bleak and desperate. There was no pride and domineering in her eyes, only endless silence.

Mingming, she should be the daughter of heaven, loved.

Mingming, she has a mother, a father and a warm home.

But why, all lost?

When did it all start?

Is it from the appearance of that bitch in Nalan river? No, it's not. Even though Nalan river appears, Nalan Feixue doesn't pay attention to her at all.

Even though Nalan river has taken away many of her things, such as the prince, such as brilliance, she is at best jealous, but far from desperate and crazy.

When did she begin to despair? It was her father and sister who she had always trusted. She knew that she was so miserable, but she could not save her life. She even watched her stay in hell.

Her sister, in particular, thought Nalan Yurong loved her sister, but in fact, she only regarded herself as a stepping stone from beginning to end.

Besides, Zhu Chongba, the bastard who should kill thousands of swords, has ruined his life and dignity, and even trampled himself in the mud!

Is she about to give up her life? At Zhu Chongba's mercy, at the behest of this scum?

No! For what? Why should she accept such fate?

The hands tied by the clothes are tightly squeezed into fists. The nails are deeply cut into the meat. The blood flows out of the fingers and falls on a jade slips not far away.

The jade slips came out when Wu mangzi was tearing the clothes of Nalan Feixue.

Nalan Feixue hid the jade Jane for many days, because it was the day when she returned home, her nearly mad mother secretly stuffed it to her.

She took this jade Jane as a life-saving straw and thought that her mother had left her some way to go. However, no matter how she rubbed it and peeped at it with her divine sense, she still found nothing.

Nalan Feixue lived in the torture and humiliation of Zhu Chongba day by day, despairing day by day, miserable day by day, and completely forgot the existence of the jade slips.

However, at this moment, her heart was full of hatred and unwillingness like destroying the heaven and the earth. When her blood fell on the jade slips, the jade slips suddenly reacted.

Wu laizi didn't find it, nor did Nalan Feixue. After receiving Nalan Feixue's blood, Yujian suddenly emitted a black smoke and went into Nalan Feixue's body silently.