Chapter 2579
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Women Are Only Their Possessions (1)
The black cloth rolls up to their necks, as if they could be strangled to death at any time.
Moreover, when everyone walks, they lower their eyes, blindly following behind the man.
Some of the women have obvious injuries on their bodies, their faces pale, their figures thin and weak.
They carry heavy thorns on their backs, and with every step they take, the thorns on the thorns pierce into their flesh, making their faces twist in pain, cold sweat pouring out, but they don't even dare to make a sound.
Wei Baolin explains to Muyan and the others in a low voice, "These women who carry the Blackiron Thorn have all made mistakes. Some don't do things quickly, some contradict their husbands or fathers, in short … once they make a mistake, they have to carry the Blackiron Thorn for a whole day. "
"If they cry out during this period, or let the thorns of the Blackiron Thorn cut their skin and leave a wound, the punishment will be a hundred times heavier than this."
Muyan and the others have cold and unsightly expressions.
Wei Baolin sighs softly, "The atmosphere in Fusang City is like this, you can't treat women as people. Those men who have tender and protective feelings for the fairer sex can't stay any longer and leave. Only Master Ge's family background is strong, so he can spoil his wife so unscrupulously. "
Just as Wei Baolin had said, compared to those women who were wrapped up tightly and had their spines bent,
Yi Lanxin, who is carefully protected by Ge Feiping's arm around her waist, looks so out of place, so happy.
But strangely, these women occasionally pass by Yi Lanxin and catch a glimpse of her nestled in Ge Feiping's arms.
But there's no trace of envy or jealousy, only deathly stillness and numbness.
In Fusang City, this is obviously the most common scene.
The faces of the seven people of the Xiaoyao School become more and more unsightly.
Before the Deer Cry Banquet, they already had a bad impression of Fusang City.
Seeing this scene now, they feel even more disgusted.
They don't know what the men of Fusang City are so high and mighty about.
It's as if they weren't born from a woman's belly.
"Woo –!"
At this time, a woman carrying the Blackiron Thorn staggers because she's too weak, and falls towards Luo Yu.
Luo Yu subconsciously reaches out to support her, "Be careful!"
The woman's body was stabilized by him, but her face was filled with terror.
She flung Luo Yu aside and threw herself in front of a man as if she had gone mad. She cried hoarsely, "I'm sorry! Sorry! I didn't do it on purpose. I won't do it again! I won't do it again! "
Luo Yu was confused, "What's going on?"
The man looked down at the crying woman, his eyes flashing with disgust.
He suddenly threw out a dagger. "You know what to do!"
The woman looked at the dagger with fear and despair in her eyes.
But she did not hesitate. She quickly picked up the dagger and slashed at her own arm.
Whoosh!
Blood splattered everywhere. Two drops even landed on Luo Yu's face.
He wiped his face in a daze, and then chopped off the woman who had lost an arm in the blink of an eye and almost fainted from the pain.
"Are you kidding me?!?!"
Luo Yu suddenly regained her senses and was about to charge towards the man.
However, Wei Baolin pulled him back. "Young Master Lan, calm down! This is the rule of Fusang City. Any married woman is the property of a man. Once this property is touched by someone else, it means it's dirty and impure. The man has the right to dispose of her like trash. "
(End of this chapter)
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