Heavenly Star

Chapter 221

"Escape?" Yan Zhi Meng's face darkened and said, "how to escape? Everyone here, even screen, can easily kill me. How can I escape. What if you can really escape? The world is so big that they can't find it. He died, even if he escaped, who can I rely on... "

"Miss..." Ping'er's expression was also dim. She lowered her body, put her head on the belly of Yanzhi dream, and said angrily: "little, you're really good. It's not the time to kill your mother..."

"Miss, they will kill your child. If they want you to die, whether they wait here or try to run away, they are all dead. If they forgive you, you will run away. If they catch you back, they won't hurt you. In that case, why don't we try to escape? I... even if I don't want my life, I'll help the young lady escape. " Ping'er stood up and said seriously.

"Ping'er, thank you." Yan Zhimeng shook her head again: "you go down first. I want to be alone."

"Well, if the young lady has something to do, she must call me." Ping'er looked at her anxiously for a while, and then walked out gently.

After Ping'er left, Yan Zhimeng finally burst into tears after enduring for a long time. She gently said, "where are you... We have children... It's our children..."

Time flows through every second in the suffering. No one has disturbed Yanzhi's dream. Her fate no longer belongs to herself, just like a prisoner waiting for trial.

Kuishui is like spring all the year round, and it rarely snows even in winter. However, in the evening, the originally cool weather suddenly became cold. Yan Zhimeng carefully wrapped herself in the quilt and looked at the window stunned. She didn't know when it would fall, and the snowflakes became bigger and bigger. She can not care about the cold, but she can not hurt the child in her belly.

The night fell, the temperature was still falling, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier. On a windless snowy night, there was white everywhere, and the thickness of the snow was enough for no one.

The door was pushed open by "Zhi", and Yan Ximing came in expressionless. Behind him, followed by Ping'er with a bowl of hot soup. Yan Zhimeng's heart sank, lowered her eyes, and the consciousness of her subordinates protected her abdomen.

Yan Ximing stood in front of her and said blandly, "meng'er, this is the anti abortion medicine prepared by the ghost woman for you. You drink it first, and then have dinner with me." With that, he waved his head and motioned the screen with his eyes. Ping'er took a few steps forward and presented the decoction to her.

Tocolysis? Yan Zhimeng looked up in disbelief. The steamy soup medicine was in front of her, but her hands holding the soup bowl were trembling. Screen er's painful eyes were also telling her: "don't --"

"No! I don't drink! " Yan Zhimeng shook her hand, knocked over the soup bowl in Ping'er's hand and jumped out of bed. It must not be the so-called tocolysis drug, but... Abortion drug!

"You..." Yan Ximing finally took off her disguise, showed her angry ferocity, and grabbed Yan Zhimeng with one hand: "you can not die, but the wild seed in your stomach must die, must die!"

Yan Zhimeng hurriedly dodged and begged: "Xi Ming, please let me go... As long as I can give birth to this child, I'll let you handle it and make cattle and horses for you..."

"You dream, today, he must die, uh... Ah!" Yan Zhimeng's plea made him angry and hit her belly with a crazy punch. Yan Zhimeng screamed and protected her with both hands, but it was too late to dodge. Suddenly, a small figure stood in front of her and made every effort to meet Yan Ximing with a fist.

The two fists collided. In anger, Yan Ximing, who didn't use much real power, was directly hit and flew out. Ping er's body in front of Yan Zhimeng shook, but she bit her teeth and didn't move. She immediately waved her hand, broke the window and shouted, "Miss, go! It's snowing heavily outside. This is the best chance God has given miss. Go! "

"Screen..."

"Let's go!"

"You bitch, dare you hurt me." Yan Ximing stood up from the ground with a terrible look. Ping'er pushed Yanzhi dream, and then Ling ran rushed up without fear. Yan Zhimeng bit her teeth, pressed down all her sadness, jumped out of the window and dived into the vast snow night.

In the southern emperor sect and the northern emperor sect, even a maid is not weaker than the leader of an ordinary Gang, but how can her strength rival Yan Ximing, the young leader of the northern emperor sect. Screen son only supported three face-to-face meetings, was only used less than 50% of the strength of Yan Ximing, slapped and flew out, and then jumped out of the window. Suddenly, his feet sank, and his floating body was pulled down by something. Ping'er tightly hugged his legs and begged, "young Lord, please let Miss go..."

"Go away!" Yan Xi Ming threw at her feet, which made Ping Er spit blood and fly away. The next second, he had rushed out of the window and chased in the direction of Yanzhi dream.

Yan Zhimeng's escape immediately attracted the attention of countless dark guards in Zongzhong. Several breath came here together. Yan Ximing roared: "get away from me. No one is allowed to get close in this direction!"

How could he let others know such a scandal. The roar belonging to the young patriarch made all the powerful breath retreat after hesitating for a while. At this time, the strong wind behind Yan Ximing, who was just about to lift his body, suddenly came. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a jade hairpin in his hand. In this short gap, his legs had been held by Ping Er again: "young master, although the young lady is sorry for you, but you are a large number of adults, let the young lady go..."