The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Qi Ming, kneeling on the ground, was already at the end of his strength, breathing in more than he exhaled...

The man screamed and tried to save Qi Ming.

Jiang Wantang raised his sword, and a cold light flashed on the sword, blocking the man's way.

"If you dare to come any closer, you will surely die."

Her voice was as cold as ice, echoing in the tense atmosphere, and every word revealed unquestionable determination.

The man looked Jiang Wantang up and down, his eyes filled with shock, anger, and amazement...

After seeing the bright red wedding dress she was wearing, his expression changed and turned into cruelty.

He paused, gritted his teeth, and smiled sinisterly: "Are you the bride sent here today?"

"Humph, bitch, you look pretty cool, but you have such a big mouth."

"You dare to attack our Second Master? Are you tired of living?"

After he finished speaking, he slowly raised his hands and clapped them twice.

As the applause died down, the burly man behind him picked up a woman covered in blood and threw her in front of the man.

The man raised his foot and stepped heavily on the woman's bloody back, and the woman whimpered in pain.

It was the woman who had led Jiang Wantang to the cabin not long ago.

Jiang Wantang's pupils constricted, his eye sockets were extremely red, his eyes were bloodshot, and his anger was obvious.

She raised her sword and pointed it at the man, gritting her teeth and saying, "You beast! Let her go!"

The man laughed as if he had heard a huge joke, throwing his head back and laughing: "Hahaha..."

"What? You can't stand it anymore?"

"Do you know how we tortured her into this state?"

"It's not just her, all the women here are like dogs, wagging their tails and begging for mercy under our crotches..."

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Wantang with a lewd look, a smile full of meaning on his face, and said wickedly, "Later, you will be even worse off than them."

"If you put down your sword right now, crawl over here on your knees and lick my feet, I might consider your behavior and try to be gentler later."

"If not, I'll get the brothers in the village to torture you to death inch by inch..."

The man's eyes were filled with twisted pleasure, and he increased the force of his feet. The woman's screams became more shrill, and her body began to tremble violently.

"Hahaha..." The man laughed happily.

Ultimately, I underestimated the shamelessness of these beasts.

Jiang Wantang's hands clenched the sword in anger. The red in her eyes grew darker, a terrifying crimson. She glared coldly at the man with the wicked smile, her eyes piercing with cruelty. "If anyone's going to die... you should die first!"

As she finished her words, another shrill wail echoed throughout the dungeon.

Jiang Wantang raised his sword and swung it down. Before anyone could react, he chopped off the man's leg that was stepping on the woman, and blood splattered all over her.

The man screamed, lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

His eyes were wide open, his face full of disbelief. The smile in his eyes had long been replaced by severe pain and fear. He hugged his broken leg, blood oozing from between his fingers, "You...you bitch..."

His voice trembled, as if every word was accompanied by piercing pain.

The burly men around were so shocked by this sudden scene that they stood there in a daze, and for a moment, they even forgot to react.

Then they hurried forward and exclaimed, "Commander Wu..."

Jiang Wantang sneered, the anger in his eyes growing stronger: "So you are Commander Wu..."

She curled the corners of her lips and walked towards the man step by step. Each step was like a death knell from hell, echoing dully in this gloomy dungeon.

Commander Wu watched in horror as Jiang Wantang approached step by step. He tried to move backward, but the severe pain from his broken leg made veins bulge on his forehead and cold sweat poured down.

"Hurry... kill her... hurry up..."

He hid behind several burly men and frantically directed the surrounding men to go forward and kill Jiang Wantang.

Several strong men picked up their weapons and looked at each other, seeing a hint of fear in each other's eyes.

The woman in front of me was dressed in red, bright and charming, with peerless beauty. Her every frown and smile could captivate everyone. She was born with a stunning and bewitching beauty.

However, she held a blood-stained sword in her hand, which gleamed coldly and was filled with murderous intent, which was completely contrary to her overall appearance and temperament, and inexplicably formed a kind of bloodthirsty and seductive beauty, like a soul-snatching demon from hell.

With every step she took closer, the air seemed to freeze a little. People around her could feel the tangible oppression and became silent.

But under the scolding of Commander Wu, they still gritted their teeth and rushed towards Jiang Wantang, waving their swords.

Jiang Wantang curled her lips into a disdainful sneer. She slightly turned sideways to avoid the knife attack from the burly man in front. The knife whizzed past and cut off a few strands of her hair.

Jiang Wantang's eyes flashed, and the long sword in his hand turned like a spirit snake and accurately pierced the sturdy man's throat. The sturdy man widened his eyes, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang". His body slowly fell down, and blood gushed out from his neck.

Seeing this, the other strong men roared and accelerated their attack. They surrounded Jiang Wantang in a fan shape, trying to attack her from all directions.

Jiang Wantang would not give them this opportunity. She dealt with the remaining strong men at a faster speed. Commander Wu, who was hiding in the corner, was already scared dumbfounded.

At this moment, a tall man dressed as a guard appeared in the dark cell.

Just as Jiang Wantang was about to raise his sword, the man took off his hat and said, "It's me."

The man's face gradually became clear in the dim light. It was Lu Jinan who had disappeared after going up the mountain.

There were complex emotions in his eyes: surprise, worry, and more of shock.

Lu Jinan looked at Jiang Wantang, who was covered in blood, then looked at Commander Wu and the corpses lying on the ground, his pupils trembling violently.

"My Lady, why...why are you here?"

Jiang Wantang frowned and didn't answer. He just said, "It's not advisable to stay here for long. Take Yun Shang and the women here and leave. Find a place to hide..."

When Lu Jinan heard the name 'Yun Shang', his pupils suddenly lit up. Then he looked around and saw Yun Shang hiding behind the rack in the far corner.

He quickly walked over, pushed Yun Shang out, looked at Jiang Wantang and said, "What about you?"

"Don't you want to go together?"

You guys leave first, I'll cover your retreat." Jiang Wantang said in a deep voice.

As she spoke, she leaned over and helped the poor woman, who was covered in blood, sit up.

The woman suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, her face extremely pale.

Jiang Wantang's pupils darkened suddenly, and he said in a trembling voice, "Hold on a little longer, we'll be able to go home soon."

Perhaps it was the word "home" that reminded the woman of some beautiful memories. She smiled weakly with her lips curved, revealing two beautiful dimples on her face. She was a delicate and lovely girl.

Then, Jiang Wantang saw her fingers trembling as she took out a yellow silk flower from her bosom...