Night, as thick as a piece of ink that cannot be melted.
Outside Jinling City, Su Qiao crouched on her waist and ran as fast as she could on the field ridge under the pale moonlight.
The coarse cloth clothes she was wearing were taken off from the village women in order to hide her from others.
There was no way, who made her the "rebellious" daughter of the Su family who didn't want to marry the old man to fill a house, and decided to run away from marriage?
Behind her were the pursuers sent by her "good" brother. They were like hungry wolves, eager to tear her into pieces.
The hatred in Su Qiao's heart was so intense that she wanted to explode immediately on the spot and blow up all these monsters and monsters!
"Huchi... Huchi..."
