110 If You're Still Not Coming, I'll Be Dead

Also, since she was only a peasant, they wouldn't be worried about causing her harm.

That was what the girls had thought.

Even when they saw Mu Xiaoxiao in such a sorry state, they did not feel pity for her. Instead, they wanted to do worse.

"Sister Xue'er, what shall we do now?" someone anxiously asked Han Xue'er. They had to take Mu Xiaoxiao away quickly lest they attract more attention.

Han Xue'er shot a cold glance at Mu Xiaoxiao, and she suddenly ordered, "Strip off her clothes!"

The others were flabbergasted.

"Didn't you hear? If she doesn't want to leave, strip off her clothes! Quickly!" Han Xue'er shouted.

The others responded quickly. They bent at their waist and began pulling on Mu Xiaoxiao's clothes.

Mu Xiaoxiao was frightened badly. "Don't touch me! Get off! Yin Shaojie! Help—ah!"

She was kicked again, but this time, it was in the stomach. She curled up in pain and clasped her stomach.