Chapter 50

Song Ningyu was dragged all the way by the old woman who was looking at her nearly 70 years old and trotted forward to catch up with her. The house surrounded by golden carvings and jade passes by. The remaining light from the corners of the old woman's eyes falls on song Ningyu's calm and cold face from time to time. This face is really beautiful!

Song Ningyu felt quite confused. She tentatively wanted to break away from the old woman's thin hand, but she found that no matter how strong she was, she suddenly felt that all this had been calculated.

From the moment she got off the carriage, she was watched by this man, so she kept nagging beside her. Until she raised the lotus seed, the old woman's look suddenly changed.

"Old man, who are you?" song Ningyu wanted to stop, but his body kept calling. The old woman held her wrist tightly and staggered with her to the alley.

The old woman's kind face became extremely blurred. Until song Ningyu completely lost consciousness and her eyes were dark, she was secretly angry. For mu Lianzi, she was too impatient and careless!

At the same time, the beautiful women in the first flower building and Wanhua building in Tangcheng are like clouds, with fragrant pink clothes and flowers in full bloom. Gong Zilin is enjoying his happy life. A figure smashed into the elegant room of Gong Zilin with lightning speed. The beautiful women in the room stood stunned and looked at the man who fell to the ground at a loss.

Gong Zilin held the wine cup in his hand and looked at his subordinates who fell on the ground with a smile. The broken window was about to fall. Finally, he fell downstairs with a gust of wind, which provoked a burst of angry scolding from the people downstairs.

Under the sign of Gong Zilin, the women resumed the original beautiful atmosphere. Gong Zilin said with a ruffian look on his forehead, "this girl, come all the way to see me, why break through the window? The window is closed, but the door is still open."

The chill in that remark made the rain shiver, fiercely raised his head, moved his arm, and wiped a embarrassed sweat on the beautiful face, "master, master mother went to the black market."

Gong Zilin's drinking hand slightly paused, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, giving birth to some nameless anger, waved away the woman who poured the wine for him, and said coldly, "all step back."

The woman's affectionate eyebrows and eyes on her plain face burst into tears and said, "childe, my family..." the palace is the richest man in the world. If she enters the palace, she won't have to worry in her life! In the past, gonggongzi didn't get close to them. This is a hard chance

Gong Zilin took the purple shirt and wide sleeves back from the woman's hand. For a moment, his breath became extremely fierce, "get back!" the woman fell to the ground in fear and walked out with the help of several other women.

Gong zilinzhao tightly held the white jade cup in his hand, and his eyes fell on the rain kneeling on the ground like an ice skate. "What does she do in the black market? I don't want you to protect her!"

"Master, master mother won't let her subordinates follow."

"You! That's all, her stubborn temper!" Gong Zilin disappeared for a moment, leaving only the white jade cup that suddenly fell to the ground with a crisp sound and fell to the ground into pieces.

On the rainy day, my heart finally shook and quickly chased Gong Zilin's figure out of the window.

Gong Zilin knew very well that the place like the black market was a place to eat living people after all. There was the most complete criminal law, the most vicious way of killing, and the most abnormal playing tools. All the dark things could be found there!

Song Ningyu only felt that she was really unlucky during this period. She was caught by the bridegroom when she got married and escaped from marriage. She was framed by the queen when she returned to the palace. When she came home, she saw that Qi's mother was harmed by Wei Xue. When she returned to the house, Chihiro was taken away by the Queen's people. It was not easy to save people. She came to the black market to find medicine and was dazed.

Song Ningyu felt the more and more bright light in front of her, slowly opened her eyes and looked at a face close at hand. The face was full of scars, and even one eye seemed to be covered with a layer of gray and blurred. She was startled in her heart and subconsciously tilted back.

"Are you awake? Just wake up. It's the first time I've seen a clean girl like you for so many years." song Ningyu looked around.

The room was very dark, with a faint smell of decay. It was probably a basement. Half a person high red candles were lit on all sides. The red candles lit a circle around the whole room. The bright candlelight reflected the bright red silk hanging on all sides. It was very strange. A table was placed in the hall. There were five bright red mottled belt buckles on the dark brown table, It looks like an operating table from a distance.

Song Ningyu tried to divert her attention and buy more time. "I don't know who you are. I haven't offended you." at this time, where are the people who said to protect her?

"Never offended? If you look so clean, you offend. Old man? Am I very old?" the old man snorted coldly. A sharp and slightly curved dagger touched song Ningyu's face, and his other hand gently stroked his face full of scars.

The cold touch moved slowly on her face. Song Ningyu was slightly hairy somewhere in her heart. She didn't want to end herself in such a place.

"Let me show you miss Ben's beautiful appearance!" the old woman threw the machete and dagger behind her, and the dagger plunged into the table in the hall. Song Ningyu moved the rope secretly. The rope was so tight that he didn't even shake the struggling rope!

Look at the old woman. She walked very fast to the bright red silk. The candle gradually raised and elongated her shadow until there was no trace of rickets at last. She slowly walked out from behind the bright red silk.

At that moment, she seemed to have an illusion of seeing Qianxun. No, it was not Qianxun, but her elegant temperament was no worse than Qianxun, and even more heroic and vicious than Qianxun.

Looking at the woman in front of song Ningyu, who stared straight for a moment, stroked her beautiful face like a flower and smiled slowly "My favorite thing is to collect women's beautiful looks like flowers. You are so clean. Why don't you let me treasure your looks! Never grow old! You see, this face was once the most beautiful woman in the world. Now, it's twenty years, isn't it still beautiful and charming?"

Is the beautiful woman who acts arrogantly in front of her really the bent old man?

"Look!" the woman fiercely tore away the bright red silk covered on the wall. Song Ningyu's cold breath suddenly became frightened.