The black fabric rolled straight up to the neck, as if it would be strangled to death at any time.

Moreover, when everyone walks, they lower their eyebrows and keep their eyes closed and follow the man step by step.

Some women carry obvious injuries, pale faces, thin and weak bodies.

But they were carrying heavy thorn strips on their bodies. Every time they took a step, the thorns on the thorn strips pierced into their flesh, making their faces distorted in pain, and they sweated coldly, but they didn't even dare to say a word.

Wei Baolin whispered to Mu Yan and the others, "These women who carry Tie Liji have made mistakes. Some are not doing things well, while others are contradicting their husbands or fathers. In short, once they make a mistake, they have to carry Tie Liji for a day."

"If you scream during this period, or if Tieliji's thorns cut through the skin and leave a wound, the punishment will be a hundred times heavier than this."

Seeing Mu Yan and others' expressions were cold and ugly.

Wei Baolin sighed softly, "This is the atmosphere in Fusang City. Women cannot be treated as human beings. Those men who are pampering can't stay and leave. Only Mr. Ge's family background is strong, so he can pamper his wife so unscrupulously."

As Wei Baolin said, compared to those women who were wrapped tightly and bent their backs.

Yi Lanxin, who was held by Ge Feiping, wearing a beautiful dress and carefully protected by her side, seemed so abrupt and so happy.

But what is strange is that these women occasionally pass by Yi Lanxin and glance at her snuggling in Ge Feiping's arms.

But there was no trace of envy and jealousy, only full of death and numbness.

In Fusang City, these are obviously the most common sights.

The faces of the seven people in Xiaoyao Sect were getting ugly.

Before Lu Ming Shengwan, they had a bad impression of Fusang City.

Now seeing these scenes, I feel even more disgusting.

I don’t know what the man in Fusang City is showing off.

It's like they weren't born from a woman's belly.

“Woo--!”

At this moment, a woman carrying Tie Liji was too weak and her feet staggered and fell to Luoyu.

Luo Yu subconsciously reached out and helped her, "Be careful!"

The woman was stabilized by him, but her face showed a look of horror.

She shook Luo Yu away, and she rushed to a man like crazy, crying hoarsely, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it, I won't dare anymore! I will never dare again!"

Luo Yu was confused, "What's wrong?"

The man looked down at the crying woman with disgust flashing in his eyes.

He suddenly reached out and threw out a dagger, "You know what to do!"

The woman looked at the dagger with a terrifying and desperate light in her eyes.

But she did not hesitate, but quickly picked up the dagger and slashed it hard at her arm.

Wow—!

Blood splattered everywhere, and even two drops splashed on Luo Yu's face.

He wiped his face blankly, then looked blankly at the woman who lost one of her arms in the blink of an eye, and almost fainted from the pain.

"What a joke!!"

Luo Yu suddenly came to his senses and was about to rush towards the man.

But Wei Baolin grabbed him, "Young Master Lan, calm down! This is the rule of Fusang City. All married women are possessions of men. Once this property is touched by others, it means it is dirty and impure. The man has the right to dispose of her like garbage."
Chapter completed!