MTL - The Fierce Illegitimate Miss-Chapter 106 Frozen street

The night is the most prosperous time in the Ruyi building business. The various entourages entered the Ruyi Building, and the upstairs and downstairs were awkward.

A variety of * Langxiao voice came in and burst into the air, finally Yu Yuliu was awakened from the coma.

There was no light in the room, and the light shining through the crack in the door, Yu Qianliu vaguely saw that it was a small room with tables, chairs, etc., filled with a smashing smell.

Her gaze fell on the messy gums, and suddenly she consciously hit a big cockroach. The memory before the coma flooded her heart and stabbed her heart.

After being dragged in by the old man, no matter how she beat her, she just died, because her heart still has the last hope.

She believes that as long as Feng Gongzi knows that she is in danger, she will definitely save her!

She couldn't forget his eyes and souls, and he couldn't forget his promises, and he couldn't forget the tenderness he gave him.

As long as he can keep his innocence, Feng Gongzi will definitely save her!

But she waited, waited, hoped, from the morning to the afternoon, from the afternoon to the evening, waiting for a round of whip and persecution, seems to never end.

At the end of the game, I still refused to see her, and the old man finally lost his patience. He said with a grin: "Where is this place, I still want to install Sanchajiu? I tell you, you will give me this heart!"

With a thick palm of his hand, the old-fashioned and terrible voice pierced her ear sharply: "The old lady is going out and not selling her first night! You give it to me, break her body! See what she still wears. !"

She screamed, cried, and resisted, but where did she rival those strong tortoises, and turned around in a whirlwind, only the sinister laughter, the inconspicuous words, the cringing face, and the pain of the body being torn apart...

She didn't know how long she was in a coma, and she didn't know what time it was. Outside, the shameless voices were like gongs and drums, shaking her fragile eardrum.

Was she being sold to a brothel like this? Did she give up the glory that is about to be won? Is she going to spend her second half of life like this?

No, she is not willing!

Yu Qianliu endured the pain of the heart that was uploaded from the body and tried to support him to stand up.

In the dark, she fumbled for the cold walls and finally walked to the window.

Quietly unplugging the window latch, a cold wind immediately rushed to the surface, blowing on the bare skin, she could not help but hit a machine.

She timidly stretched out her head and looked out. On the darkened street, only a dim lantern at the end of the street swayed in the wind, illuminating the cold night.

There is a sudden surge of hope in Yu Qianliu’s heart. It looks like this is the second floor of Ruyi Building. Although it is a bit high from the ground, she can escape from this ghost place if she jumps out!

Trembling from the gums, smashing a piece of cloth, wrapped around his body, Yu Qianliu bite his teeth, turned over and jumped out of the window!

The body fell heavily on the ground, and the cold and hard ground made her feel everywhere. Yu Qianliu only felt that she was falling apart, but her heart was filled with ecstasy for the rest of her life!

She escaped, she escaped from the dirty place!

Wrapped in a thin layer of rags, Yu Qianliu could not care about the pain, and stumbled to the outside of the alley.

Yufu can't go back. If Yu Ling knows that she has escaped, she may not even see the sun in the morning.

Today, she can only go to one place...

Yu Qianliu set the **** and ran to the place where she was very familiar.

In the middle of the night in the winter, I didn’t know when the north wind was blowing. The sky was gradually falling into tiny cold snow particles, mixed with the cold wind, and hit the face with a pain.

The snow slowly grew up, covering the thin, weak figure in the darkness.

If she is not so anxious, maybe she will calm down and think about it, why no one in the Ruyi Building cares about her, why the old lady will put her in a room facing the street, why she escaped so easily...

Outside the door, the old man listened to the movement in the room, revealing a proud smile.

Turning around, she told her tortoise: "To inform Miss Yu Si, I said what she told me, I have already done it."

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In the snow, Yu Qianliu runs desperately, as if there are countless **** hungry ghosts behind him, she will be caught by them and eat it alive.

I don't know how long I ran, she finally saw the two dreams of the door, the lacquered copper nails, indicating the noble status of the host.

Two tall lanterns were held in front of the door, so striking in the endless night, as if to illuminate the future for those who are on the verge of extinction.

On the two lanterns, there are two big words - Feng Fu.

Yu Qianliu was like a perfect place to fight, and he tried his best to run up the steps and slammed the heavy door knocker.

After knocking for a long time, a yawning voice sounded in the door: "Who?"

Yu Qianliu screamed: "It's me! Miss Yu Jiasan!"

"What Miss Three?" The small window on the door knocker was opened, revealing a pair of eyes that were inquiring. "What the big night, running to our house?"

Yu Qianliu subconsciously tightened the rag on his body, and he screamed when he was frozen. "Go... to inform your family... Dagongzi, just say... I am coming."

She became this look, all because of Feng Sihuai! He won't care about her!

The porter looked at her suspiciously and said, "You wait."

Hey, the small window closed, and there was a sound of footsteps coming from behind the door.

Yu Qianliu was so trembling that she was trembling, and her hair and eyebrows gradually fell into a thick layer of snow. She resisted the cold coming from the invading, kept rubbing her feet and waiting for the opening of the door.

After a meal, the small window on the door opened again.

Yu Qianliu is hopeful to go forward, waiting for the door to open, she will fall into a warm and familiar embrace, full of pity and love...

The answer to her is an unfamiliar strange voice: "Go and go! Where is the crazy woman who came to our house in the middle of the night, and the old man was beaten by the Lord with two big ears!"

Yu Qianliu was stunned, and she rushed forward madly. One hand went out from the window on the door and asked for help. In vain, she shouted sternly: "You didn't tell me that I am jade. Miss Three of the family? You go to tell me, I want to see him-"

Without waiting for her to finish, the hand that reached into the door slammed and slammed, and Yu Qianliu retracted her hand painfully, but still unwillingly licked the small window with her fingers, not letting the porter close it.

Once this small window is closed, she really has no way to live!

"You go to ask Feng Gongzi, save me..." The weak and unbearable voice reveals the deep despair. The weight of Yu Qianliu's whole body is placed on the fingers of the window, and the pale face is full of pleading. .

The icy little window was ruthlessly closed in front of her, accompanied by a venting roar of the porter: "Roll! To die, let the **** die for Laozi!"

A slamming sound, Yu Qianliu's slender fingers were pinched off, and the black-red blood, without a trace of temperature, slowly flowed out.

Yu Qianliu did not seem to feel pain at all. Her delicate body slowly slid down the door, and a pair of desperate eyes stared blankly at the black night sky.

The heart, like falling into the abyss, can't find it in the air.

Even Feng Sihuai does not care about her, where can she go?

She only felt that her heart was like a knife, and she almost smashed into a ball. The wounds on her body did not seem to hurt. Only the pain in her heart, layer by layer, invaded her. The whole body.

The snow is getting bigger, covering her body with only a thin cloth. The skin on her arms and legs is covered with bruises. It looks so embarrassing under the cover of snow, as if to tell people. What kind of abuse and insults this woman has suffered.

There is no one on the empty street, the night, so quiet, snow, so swaying.

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At the same time, in the Pinlan Court, Yu Lingling wore a sea-colored red embroidered gold enamel medicine and a small waist. The head was casually holding the clouds, the small hand holding the warm soup, slowly drinking a Bowl of bird's nest porridge.

For a long time, the door made a soft sound, and Linger entered the house from the outside.

Scribbled up to help her shake the snow, and gave her a cup of hot tea to her, Linger refused to drink tea, and immediately went to Yu Linglong, with the ear said so a few words.

At the end of the hearing, Yu Ling’s pretty face finally showed a few cold smiles.

The matter was exactly the same as she expected. She instructed the old man of Ruyilou to let go of the jade and willows, and Yu Qianliu did not dare to go back to Yufu. He could only go to Fengfu for help, and Feng Sihuai refused to accept Yu Qianliu. The door did not let her enter, and she was born and died outside the gate of Fengfu.

Although Yu Qianliu was sold by her own hand, she died, but she died too stupid.

Even if he was not sold to the Qinglou, Feng Sihuai could not control her. Once he discovered that Yu Qianliu did not lure Yu Lingling into the trap according to the planned plan, Feng Sihuai immediately understood that his conspiracy was revealed.

The plan failed, and the jade willow, which is a chess piece, naturally became a deserted child.

Under this circumstance, how could Feng Sihuai take Yu Yuliu, and he hated that he could not immediately prove his innocence with Yu Qianliu.

Only the poor Yu Qianliu, who was thrown into the brothel, was humiliated and finally died at the door of the man who believed in his heart.

Before she loses her breath, she must have died.

It is a pity that such a woman cannot bear any sympathy from Yu Ling.

After eating the bird's nest porridge, Yu Linglong put down the bowl and took out the scorpion and licked his mouth.

Looking at the dawn of the dawn, Yu Lingling slowly stood up: "The time is almost, let's go."

The death of Yu Qianliu is only the beginning, and the real good drama has just begun.