(BL)(MTL)The villain is coming back strong [Quick wear]

Chapter 118

Chapter 118

    Thunder bursts, torrential rain, and the raindrops in the sky were swept up by the strong wind, turning into a momentum that swept thousands of troops, and suddenly descended on this small village.

    "Boom—"

    With a loud bang, a dazzling thunder light illuminated the entire sky, and the dimly lit ancestral hall also flickered with light, no matter young or old, all the men in the whole village were lying on the ground and moaning feebly. / Moaning, the dazzling bright red blood almost soaked their lower bodies.

    The severe pain made their bodies tremble constantly, and some even began to convulse, frightening the women beside them.

    The rolling mountains not only cut off their footsteps, but also blocked their thoughts. For women living here, their husbands are their gods. Now, what makes them extremely frightened and grief-stricken is-their The sky is falling!

    The men curled up on the ground like writhing maggots completely lost their dignity as men, and suffered inhuman torture just like those girls who were abducted and sold.

    Suddenly, one of the abducted women who had been huddled to keep each other warm stood up. She seemed to be very old, not to mention the fatigue and scars all over her body, her eyes were already full of turbidity. .

    One of the short-haired girls who was rescued by Yun Lihan from the cellar of the ancestral hall rushed up and grabbed the woman's arm, "What do you want to do? Don't be impulsive, the little brother said, let's wait here. , the police will come to rescue us soon."

    "I'm fine." The woman turned her head and smiled at the short-haired girl, "When I was abducted and sold here, I should have been about the same age as you, and I am just like you. It's full of beauty, but look at me now," the

    woman spread her hands helplessly, all scars on her arms, "It's only eight years, I'm only thirty years old, look at me , I'm afraid I say that I am fifty years old, you will believe it, right?"

    The short-haired girl stared blankly at the woman, feeling that she had a lot to say to her, but when she opened her mouth, she found that she couldn't say a word.

    She has never felt the same in this world, she has never experienced all this, she doesn't know how to persuade this woman, and finally, the short-haired girl slowly let go.

    "Thank you." The woman raised a smile again.

    There was a blistering cold wind beside her, and pouring rain behind her, but for some reason, the short-haired girl saw a touch of warmth like the rising sun from this woman.

    The woman turned around and walked towards the group of tied up local people in the mountain village.

    The woman who was gentle a few seconds ago turned into Shura in an instant. She picked up the broom that was placed behind the door of the ancestral hall for cleaning.

    "I also want to breathe a sigh of relief for myself," she remembered the little girl who did not hesitate to move her hand just now. Even a six-year-old child dared to resist, and she was already fearless and hesitant.

    Anyway, there is nothing left to lose, so let's just vent.

    This woman's behavior was like the ignited fuse, which triggered a chain reaction in a very short period of time.

    The heart lake of the girls who have been humiliated for many years seems to be thrown into a huge stone, splashing ripples, making their already numb heart come back to life again.