Demon concubine Feng Lin nine days

Chapter 164 Snow and Blood
After Ma Yufeng finished speaking, the two young men pulled Qiu Yu away and set up Qingge.

Qing Ge was held up in the air, waving her hands and gesticulating towards Qiu Yu: Qiu Yu, it's fine, don't worry.

Afterwards, Qingge was dragged out of the South Laundry Room as if she had nothing to do with it.

"Age, Age..." Qiu Yu, who woke up from the panic of Qingge being taken away suddenly, rushed out the door and fell into the snow, trying to catch up with Ma Yufeng and the others.

But how could Qiu Yu catch up with the speed of their masters, when she reached the gate of the courtyard, the courtyard was empty.

"Age..." Qiu Yu murmured in a low voice, her eyes dimmed, she put one hand on the courtyard door, and whispered again after a long time, "Xiaoyue..."

The thin snowflakes are drifting more and more densely, and the clear and pleasant flute sound has been blowing in this snowy day. Listening to the flute sound, Qiu Yu suddenly seemed to see a life-saving straw, shouted "Mr. Wushuang", and then stretched his legs like a streamline Generally running in one direction.

Going around, Qingge was led by the two young people from a quiet and deserted path to a gate, and then flew through the large hemlock forest behind the gate, and came to a magnificent looking house.

Put on a road in the house, Qingge was finally free.

The original thin snow has fallen densely, falling on the face, feeling a cold.

"Woooo..."

Distant cries came from the house at the end of the avenue, and through the snow all over the sky, they could not be heard very clearly.

"Let's go." Ma Yufeng walked forward without looking at Qingge.

After walking two steps and finding no movement behind her, Ma Yufeng turned around.

Seeing Qingge looking at the house at the end of the avenue with confusion in her eyes, thinking that she was afraid of hearing the voice just now, Ma Yufeng said blankly, "What are you afraid of, this is your life."

After saying that, he turned around and strode towards the house at the end of the avenue.

Qingge stood where she was and drenched in the snow for a while, and when the two men in green clothes behind her were about to step up to support her again, they stepped up to follow Ma Yufeng's footsteps.

"Master, the little princess is here." Ma Yufeng stood outside the door respectfully.

Qingge walked behind her and approached the room at close range, only then did she hear the noises inside.

And once she heard all the voices inside, Qingge's heart sank, probably knowing why Ma Yufeng brought her here.

"Crack." No one opened the rich door of the house, and the voice inside became clearer in an instant.

"Woo, don't..."

"Woooo..."

All the crying sounds were the immature baby sounds unique to girls.

"My darlings, my princesses, why are you crying? I will let you experience the bliss in this world later." The rough male voice was very abrupt amidst the immature cries, And this voice fell behind, and those immature cries became louder.

However, despite the deafening crying, Qingge could still hear the creaking and shaking of the big bed and the ambiguous sound of the collision of physical passion.

Ma Yufeng stepped into the gate, then looked back at Qingge, motioning for her to follow.

"Master, that princess, the servant brought it to you." Ma Yufeng bowed her brows and saluted in the direction of the big bed with an ambiguous voice.

Although Qingge had already guessed what was going on in this room, but seeing the situation on the big bed clearly, she couldn't help feeling sick.

I saw, on a gorgeous big bed, a naked girl about seven or eight years old was standing upside down by some means, her legs were spread wide, and an old man of about fifty was standing naked on her legs. In the meantime, his black and purple evil roots were buried deep in the girl's flower buds, and he charged madly.

And the girl's body was already covered with blood, flowing from between her legs to her upper body, to her cheeks...

The girl's eyes were white, she was expressionless, and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

"Woooo..."

The crying continued, and there were still eight or nine girls of the same size huddled not far from the big bed.

"Hey, what a beauty!"

The old man who abused the girl on the bed heard Ma Yufeng's words, turned his head and saw Qingge at first sight, and breathed out such a sentence with his eyes shining.

When Ma Yufeng heard what he said, he knew it was what he wanted, so she smiled and said, "The servant will leave."

"Go away." The old man continued to vent on the girl who didn't know whether she was dead or alive, while staring at Qingge with bright eyes.

Qingge was disgusted by his gaze, goosebumps all over her body, and the storm in her eyes jumped out violently.

Finally, the old man finished venting on the girl.

Then he just got out of the bed naked and walked towards Qingge...

the other side.

Qiu Yu galloped all the way, and when the snow had fallen as big as a goose feather, she finally stopped in front of a red plum forest.

Slowly squatting down, Qiu Yu had tears in her eyes, her hands hugged her knees, her eyes were desperate and helpless.

Burying her face flushed from cold into her knees, Qiu Yu murmured with tears streaming down her face, not knowing what she was talking about.

After crying for a while, Qiu Yu was about to get up and leave.

"Who's outside?" A warm and pleasant voice passed through the red plum grove, through the heavy snow, and fell into Qiu Yu's ears.

Hearing this sound, Qiu Yu's eyes flashed a gleam of light, like a dying fish seeing a faint ray of dawn.

"Young Master Wushuang, is it Young Master Wushuang? This servant wants to ask Master Wushuang for something important, and I hope that Master Wushuang will show mercy and save my sister's life!" Qiu Yu uttered the words in one breath.

The heavy snow fluttered, the autumn rain fell, and there was only the sound of wind and snow around. The warm voice from before was like a dream, and it didn't sound.

After about ten seconds, that gentle voice came from the depths of Hongmei again.

"You found the wrong person, go back."

When the words fell, there was no sound except the wind and snow.

Qiu Yu cried desperately and fell to the ground, her face was on the cold snow and she was unconscious.

She knew it, she had already woken up on the way here, and it was useless to find Mr. Wushuang.

But what to do, who can help her, who can save A Ge?

"Hey, suzerain, there seems to be a person buried in front!"

When Qiu Yu's limbs were about to be frozen by ice and snow, a bright voice mixed with the sound of creaking footsteps stepping on the snow gradually approached...

Here, Qingge saw the old man walking towards her, his face was motionless, as calm as water.

"Why don't you cry?" The old man looked at Qingge curiously.

Qingge opened his mouth, uttered two simple broken syllables in a hoarse voice, and then pointed to his own throat.

"It turned out to be a mute." The old man's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he stared at Qingge. After a while, the greedy light rose again, "But she is indeed a beautiful little princess. The face is so long that it really doesn't look like ordinary people."

As soon as the word "mortal" was dropped, the old man moved his hand towards Qing Ge's face, wanting to test how delicate her face is.

(End of this chapter)