Chapter 50
"Since you've woken up, I'll give you a choice, teach me your Zhaojun! Otherwise, I'll abolish you and send you to prison!" Mu Yinghan said with a smile.

"Prison? What crime have I committed? Are you the government's minion?" You Zixin looked at her junior sister Mo Zhen'er and said, struggled to sit up, her eyes were stinging, and she was very uncomfortable.

I have been poisoned by Gu, I am afraid that the poison will attack and cause eye diseases.

"In the land of Bashu, the Miao people have been bullied by the Ming Dynasty for a long time, and all the people rose up to resist the court. I will throw you into the Miao people's pile casually, and let you be poisoned. Let's see how many days you have to play!" Mu Ying Han snorted, he was going to go to Sheya, but met her on the way, took advantage of Fu Jiuchen's killing spree, took her away, and forced her to teach the fifth move of Lianxing Moon-Watching Sword.

"Delusion! Heretics, heretics, stealing my Guanyinzhai's swordsmanship, there is no way!" You Zixin yelled angrily.

Mu Yinghan smiled lightly, "I have mastered the Moon-Watching Sword, and all your junior sisters have taught me. Only this Zhaojun is out of the fortress, which makes me a little bit interested."

You Zixin saw Mo Zhen'er lowered her head deeply while holding the pill, and exhaled, "If you want to steal from me, don't dream!"

"Mo Zhen'er! Your senior sister toasted and refused to eat, knocked her unconscious, and sent her to the Miao chieftain!" She showed fierce eyes, "Let him deal with it!"

You Zixin's expression darkened, seeing Mo Zhen'er approaching her crying, she closed her mouth without saying a word.

"Senior Sister. Woo. I'm sorry!"

"I don't blame you." You Zixin replied, she was hit hard on the neck and passed out.

You Zixin never expected that when she went down the mountain with Fu Jiuchen, she fell into Mu Yinghan's hands, which was enough to kill her immediately.

In the cold prison, moldy smelly hay, rats and cockroaches run rampant, You Zixin curled up on the ground, looking around.

The footsteps in the empty prison were very clear. The jailer brought a woman over, escorted four or five female death row prisoners to the edge of the cell, and opened the door.The jailer stepped back and looked at the thief. The woman was suddenly domineering, pointing at several women who were locked in the cell and swearing.

"They're all rotten hooves that can't be seen. If a good person doesn't do it, he will be immoral. Now the chieftain is so powerful that he will arrest you all and send you to the underworld."

You Zixin blinked her scarlet eyes, and looked at four or five unkempt women with hollow eyes, like walking corpses.

The jailer was dressed in Hmong clothes, and his smile was eccentric.Playing with a machete in his hand, he looked dirty and wretched.

You Zixin closed her eyes weakly, nothing stirred her heart more than the news that Mo Zhen'er was alive, but Mo Zhen'er had already been coerced by Mu Yinghan to teach her all the sword skills of his master.And his whole body was sore and cold, and he didn't even have the cold light sword by his side.

"Be honest, Mr. Ge, I'll send you on your way tomorrow!" the jailer shouted, and the woman left after muttering.

The jailer's expression changed, and he smiled, "Who wants to die? I'll exchange it for money. We are a family."

"I have it!" A woman stood up, walked to the jailer, and took out a pair of jade pendants. The jailer took it and weighed it, "Is this for me?"

He glanced at the prison, looked at You Zixin who was lying on the ground, stretched out his bare feet and stepped on her body, "Are you a dead person? Are you rich or not!"

You Zixin was powerless to resist, lying motionless on her stomach.

The jailer cursed, "Melon Xixi, you will be the first one tomorrow!" He took the woman beside him out of the cell.

The remaining four women felt sorry for her when they saw her lying on the ground, and they all stepped forward to help her up, "Girl, which house are you from?"

You Zixin frowned, why are these all fireworks girls?Can't help feeling disgusted.

She wanted to shake it off, but she had no strength, so a few women could only help her to sit down against the cold cell wall.

"Oh, it's hard to be a human being. My father just passed away. I wanted to sell my property and go to the capital to find my husband. I just caught up with this prison disaster." A woman said softly.

"Miss Zhao Si, you still have a place to go. We are lowly in status, I'm afraid we will not escape bad luck." Another woman replied.

"I'm stuck in a prison, and I can't deliver the letter. I'm afraid I won't be able to escape." The woman lowered her head slightly.

"Are you the Fourth Miss of Zhao Family Village?" You Zixin couldn't help asking.

(End of this chapter)

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