Changshan Demon Woman Zuo Chunni was captured alive by the purple-clothed swordsman Nanjian, seeing this, Miao Jinlong, the owner of the Golden Rain Palace in Phoenix City, also walked through the window, and all the thugs fled; The pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info the sun is like blood, slowly drawing away its crimson light and shadow in the window facing west!

Therefore, the small living room looks even more gray, which also makes the shriveled, thin, and vicissitudes of Changshan Demon Zuo Chunni's old face look even more weird and weird. "Take out the antidote!" Nan Jian angrily pressed the blade against her throat and did not leave for a moment, and looked at her coldly with an angry expression.

When Changshan Demon Woman Zuo Chunni heard this, she shuddered for a moment, "Of course you can give you the antidote," she looked at the purple-clothed swordsman Nan Jian tremblingly and said, "However, you have to promise me to ensure my safety, otherwise, even if you die, I won't give you the antidote." ”

At this moment, it was really reluctant for him to let go of this heinous person, but the poison on the body of Chao Beifei, the elder of the beggar gang who fell in the corner, had already fully attacked, and his face had already appeared blue-gray before death; besides, the "ruthless heartbreak" on Ding Ding's body was about to attack in a few quarters of an hour.

As a last resort, the purple-clothed swordsman Nan Jian finally gritted his teeth and sighed deeply. Before he could speak, a smile of relief had already flashed across the face of the Changshan demon woman Zuo Chunni, which made Ding Ding look angry on the sidelines, he grabbed a steel knife on the ground, and rushed over to kill this hateful demon woman with a knife to relieve the hatred in his heart.

But Nan Jian pulled him to death, "Ding Ding, don't be impulsive! what's the harm in sparing her life, if she does more evil in the future, it won't be too late for us to kill her again!"

Ding Ding was so angry that his face turned pale, "Hmph, spare her, this witch is a poisonous snake, I'm afraid that if I spare her this time, she will frame more people next time." He was furious, and his eyes were like a sharp sword, and he pressed straight at the Changshan demon woman Zuo Chunni, making her feel a burst of fear.

"Ding Shaoxia, please rest assured, I will definitely withdraw from the rivers and lakes in the future, live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and never frame others again!" Changshan Demon Woman Zuo Chunni said tremblingly, "Please also ask the two heroes to give a way to live, the antidote is here." She took out two pill bottles from her sleeve pocket, one white and one light blue.

She handed the white medicine bottle to Ding Ding, "Ding Shaoxia, this is the antidote to the 'Ruthless Broken Intestines'," she handed the other bottle to Nan Jian, "Nan Daxia, this is the antidote to the poisoned needle that the beggar gang elder Chao Beifei was poisoned with." With that, she looked at the two of them expectantly.

Nan Jian frowned, and removed the sword against her throat, "I hope you will do it yourself," he said, "In the future, if I meet you again, for the sake of harming the rivers and lakes, and harming the good, I will not forgive, you go!"

"Thank you for the grace of the two heroes not to kill!" Zuo Chunni, the demon woman of Changshan, hurriedly walked out of the door of the small living room with a cane with trepidation, guilt, and eagerness. After that, Nanjian and Ding Ding heard her holding her cane on the floor of the hall with a rattling sound, and kept going out.

Ding Ding took the antidote, and Nan Jian also helped Chao Beifei, the elder of the beggar gang who was poisoned with poisoned needles, and gave him the antidote. After a while, the poisoning on his body slowly subsided, so Nan Jian helped him out of the small living room.

At this moment, Tintin had already run up to the attic of the brothel, and he let all the women who had been detained, "Go away!" he said, "Go home quickly, we have all driven away the thugs and the shopkeepers here, and there is no one to bully or intimidate you anymore, so go quickly!" Therefore, the women upstairs were overjoyed, and thanked Dade repeatedly, and then hurried downstairs and went home.

However, Ding Ding did not find Tian Rourou, he searched room by room, and anxiously called out her name: "Rourou, I am Ding Ding, I came to save you, where are you?" The empty attic, like a dark soul tomb, constantly sent the echoes of his cries back to his ears.

In fact, Tian Rourou had already heard his call, but her clean body had been defiled by Chen Youneng. At this moment, she was sad in her heart, and she felt that she no longer had the courage to face Tintin. In this desperate time, she could not see any hope and courage to live, so she thought of dying a hundred.

However, Tintin's figure always swirled in her mind, and her heart was so attached to the warmth he gave. After she was ready to die, she couldn't help but recall the wonderful days she had spent with Tintin! She remembered Tintin's gentle hug, his warm gaze, and all the sincere love words he had said to her.

Therefore, she suddenly felt guilty, and she suddenly felt how heartless and stupid it was for her to refuse Tintin's kiss that night! After all, they had been in love for so long, and Tintin had always tried to kiss her, but could not do so. And now, she is going to leave him with shame and despair, is it fair to him? She asked herself again and again, now that her body had been defiled by men, it seemed like a deception and a fool to give it to Tintin!

She couldn't stop crying when she thought of this.

Not only that, but she also strongly worried about the safety of her parents. She had a deep premonition that if her parents did not have her daughter, their life in the world would become bleak and bleak. Thinking of this, she couldn't bear to leave like this, which seemed unfair to Ding Ding, who loved her, and the parents who raised her.

And now, Tintin began to search and call from the first floor, and he searched all the rooms, and asked all the people he met, and in this panic, no one thought of a girl who had just entered. Therefore, everyone also shook their heads at him with a look of regret and said, "I really didn't pay attention!"

Hearing his cries and eager footsteps getting closer and closer, at that moment, Tian Rourou's thoughts were in confusion, which also made her even more flustered, as if the arrival of Tintin had given her great and invisible pressure, so in her panic, she resolutely stood up and glanced at the red silk cloth that had been hung on the roof beams.

Suddenly, she burst into tears and was heartbroken, and with tears of sorrow she stepped down on the stool that lay under the red silk. She stood up, she had already arranged the two sides of the red silk with her hands, and all she had to do was hang the tip of her chin and kick the stool away, and it was all over.

But at this difficult choice, she couldn't help but look back at the closed door with a look of great affection. At this moment, there was a bang, and the door was pushed open by Tintin. He saw the scene in front of him and pounced, "Rourou, you are so stupid, how can you do this!" He rushed up, picked her down, and began to cry bitterly.

Tian Rourou couldn't help but cry bitterly, "Ding Ding, I'm already a woman who has been defiled by someone, I don't have the face to see you again, you let me go and let me go!"

Ding Ding hugged her tightly, a sad sorrow passed through his face, he burst into tears, looking out of the window as night fell, "Rourou, it's me who is not good, it's me who is late, it's me who didn't protect you well! Rourou, have you forgotten, didn't we say that we were by the pond that day, we will love each other forever, and we will never abandon you! Could it be that now that you have been insulted by the robbers, I don't love you? No, our love will not change because of anyone's misfortune and disaster, on the contrary, it will only make us cherish each other's hard-won true feelings even more!"

Rourou cried, her voice mourned, like a rose crying secretly in the wind, her figure was weak, trembling, and the tears of sorrow blurred her clean and bright face!

When night fell, the "Peach Blossom Fragrance Brothel", which used to be brilliantly lit, was still dim and quiet, without a single light. There was no bustle of the noisy carriages and horses of the past, and there were not so many humiliated women standing in the prison-like attic, frowning, sad and desperate, sighing for a long time.

In the twilight, a horse-drawn carriage covered with a black tarpaulin, carrying several heavy-hearted passengers, drove out of the gates of the brothel and galloped along the street in the direction of the suburbs. After a while, the night wiped out all the figures of the carriage, and there was only the autumn wind on the street!