Genius Doctor Peasant Girl

"Hahaha, kill me, come on, kill me!"

Hong Luan's hope of life was basically desperate for her face destroyed, she just wanted to die quickly now.

Can't get the one she loves, her face is ruined, she has betrayed her clan privately, and betrayed Molan. Now she has become an ugly girl with nowhere to go. What's the point of being alive?

"Want to die? It's not that easy. If you dare to calculate this prince, you have to taste the power of this prince, right?"

Prince Mohan looked at Hong Luan with a fierce look, took the soft whip from the attendant next to him, and with a vigorous wave, Hong Luan's blood-stained gauze cracked.

In an instant, a bright and eye-catching scar appeared on the original white back.

"Ah..." The sharp tingling made Hongluan's pain uncontrollable.

"How? Do you want to hand it over? Now you have one last chance to choose." After the fight, Prince Mohan appreciated his masterpiece with satisfaction, looking at the wound on Hong Luan's back, and asked in a cold voice.

"I...I only know the recipe for weapons, artillery is the original recipe in the clan, and I don't know what the specific recipe is like."

Hong Luan panted in pain, and replied with a wink.

It's not that she doesn't want to say it, but she really doesn't know that only the patriarch is qualified to take care of these things, and all of these things in her hands were stolen from her identity as a saint.

I originally wanted to use these to win over King Yao's heart, but I didn't expect that they didn't care at all.

To this day, it has become her life.

"You still refuse to tell the truth?" Prince Mohan stood up and said with gloomy eyes.

"I really don't know anymore. I stole these things secretly. They are really gone. There is another thing called illusion. But this illusion practice requires a special physique. For you, it's basically..."

"Ah..." Before Hong Luan finished speaking, he thought again.

"I really don't know..." Hong Luan wailed painfully on the ground.

The high saint had never suffered such an insult, even if she was injured by Baili Mo Chen, she had never suffered such a physical suffering.

Sometimes the pain of skin and flesh is far more piercing and painful than the pain of internal injury.

"Well, this prince will make you think about it!"

After all, Prince Mohan raised his hand to untie his shirt, and in front of everyone, he sent Hongluan...

"Ah, no, no, I really don't know, I really don't know..."

"Please, please... don't..."

"Ah! Help..."

The restrained Hong Luan shouted desperately, begging for mercy, but the other party didn't mean to let her go.

On the contrary, it is more violent.

Everything about her was torn apart in waves of ups and downs, and the pieces were completely clean.

"I don't know, I don't know..." Before she passed out, she kept chanting these words.

Half an hour later, Prince Mohan got up with satisfaction and said to the guard beside him: "Go!"

That tone is beyond doubt!

"Prince, I..." The guard was a little surprised. Although he had just experienced those passionate stimuli and was just about to move at the moment, they didn't dare to use the things that the prince had used.

"Sell you to go, you go!" Prince Mohan said with a fierce face, his sharp eyes almost frightened the guard's legs...

"Yes!" the guard said leisurely, turning to look at the woman on the ground who had passed out.

Although this woman's appearance is completely ruined, this figure is really nothing to say, exquisite and elegant, concave and convex, and absolutely top-notch first-class.

Adding to the fact that the guards had seen Hong Luan herself before, she felt a pity for this woman in her heart.

However, it was a pity that the guards still bullied themselves happily and vented happily.

When Hong Luan woke up again, it was already two or three hours later.

I only heard a few people around me talking in a daze.

"My sergeant, our brothers are all very enjoyable, don't say that it tastes really good, don't you try?" Several guards looked at the strategist who was always standing on one side with their backs to Hongluan, joking.

"Cough cough, I'm not interested in these, my brothers are happy to have fun!" The military commander gave a light cough and smiled indifferently at several guards.

"Haha, the sergeant is really a rare gentleman!" Several people said haha.

"..." Sergeant Zhi turned his head to look outside, and stopped talking.

These short words alone made Hong Luan's whole body struck by lightning, and the hatred in his heart suddenly gathered.

Why? Why did she ruin her innocence and not let her go?

She hates, she is not reconciled, the raging anger is about to burn her heart.

Suddenly, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Hong Luan passed out again.

"Hmph, not dead yet, it's really hard for a bitch." Prince Mohan looked at Hong Luan viciously.

From the beginning, this woman was full of disdain and contempt for him. He had already had enough. If she hadn't had a trace of use value, he would have sent her to hell.

Now he even caused him to lose hundreds of thousands of troops, almost the entire strength of the Huns, how could he not hate it.

Just let her corpse be broken into thousands of pieces, now let her taste the taste of these thousands of people.

Since she is still alive, let her stay in the mountains and feed the wild wolves. Prince Mohan's hatred for Hongluan is already deep, and Hongluan's plea cannot be resolved long ago.

The prince, who has always been aloof, can't be scorned by others, and has been scorned by a woman for a long time as a man's majesty.

...

"The prince, his subordinates are incompetent. After chasing Prince Muhan to Yangfushan thirty miles away, he disappeared and let him escape. Please punish him!"

The general responsible for pursuing Prince Mohan, dressed in black armor, knelt on one knee in front of King Yao with a guilty expression on his face.

"It's okay, he will be running sooner or later. In today's battle, all the generals and soldiers are fortunate. Tonight, have a good drink and food, and everyone will have a good life and celebration. When the day comes back to Beijing, the king will invite you to the honor. "

Baili Mochen did not blame the general, but instead praised him.

At this time, another young general stood up and said to King Yao: "Prince Qi, the final admiral thinks that this time our army can achieve a complete victory, this is the princess! If it weren't for the princess. We have developed weapons and improved methods, and developed artillery. I’m afraid it’s still difficult to distinguish the outcome."

"Vice-General Liu is right, thanks to the help of the princess, this song belongs to the princess, and the old minister thinks it is the most appropriate."

An older general hurriedly stood up and agreed.

"Yes, the end general also thinks it should be so!"

"Finally will second..."

When one person spoke, many people came out to agree.

Seeing this, Baili Mochen turned his head and glanced at the young lieutenant Liu, still not showing the slightest joy or anger on his calm face.