With an icy cold, Shen Zhu lowered his head and looked at the dagger that sank into his chest. He was in a trance for a moment, and then he slapped Ratu hard on the face and slapped her to the ground.

The blue silk spread all over the ground, and blood oozing from the corners of Rao Tu's mouth. Shen Zhu stood up and staggered a few steps.

The blood soaked the purple jade robe, and he fell in a pool of blood.

Rao Tu was laughing, laughing, and burst into tears.

...

Three days later, the Shen residence dungeon.

Pei Qingwei pinched her nose and walked into it. Looking at Rao Tu, who was covered in blood and tied to a stake, she said leisurely, "I thought you were holy, but it turned out to be the daughter of a sinner, a lowly official and prostitute."

Rao Tu slowly opened her eyes, a cold smile appeared on her face, "Is Shen Zhu dead?"

"I've disappointed you, Yan Bing's life is hard. When he gets better, he will personally come to see you on the road."

Rao Tu snorted, "Really? He is really a considerate gentleman, I, I want to see him..."

"Look at the way you look now, do you think you are a pretty and beautiful girl? Don't be disgusting, you are trying so hard to be charming, and he doesn't even bother to look at you!"

Rao Tu lowered her head and said, "Does he know that you lynched me?"

"He can't wait to tear you to pieces... Your father, Chang Xiaoshan, died of a car split, and you should also split your car in the city to dispel the hatred in his heart!"

She picked up a piece of red charcoal from the charcoal basin and brought it to Rao Tu, gritted her teeth and said with hatred: "These eyes really look like that bitch, it's burning blind, see if you can seduce men!"

Ratu's long eyelashes moved, feeling the hot breath approaching.

Suddenly, a thin voice broke through the air, knocking down the hot coal in Pei's iron tongs. The mountain ghost rushed in from the outside, his eyes were scarlet: "Bitch Pei, you are courting death!"

Pei Qingwei took a few steps back and hurriedly shouted, "Someone, there are assassins!"

The mountain ghost kicked her to the ground and scolded: "You dead prostitute, I will kill you!" Then he drew out his dagger and was about to wipe Mrs. Pei's neck.

Rao Tu's subtle voice sounded: "Mountain ghost! Don't... don't kill her."

The mountain ghost turned his head and saw that her girl was dripping with blood, and there was almost no good skin from the flogging, the little girl's tears rolled down immediately, she cut off the chain on Rao Tu's hand, hugged her and cried, "Miss You're suffering! I...I'll take you out first..."

She carried Rao Tu out of the dungeon, it was dark and moonless, she left the house all the way, and met Yang Qian at the door.

The mountain ghost shouted coldly, "Yang Qian, how are you doing?"

Yang Qian glanced at Rao Tu, who was no longer popular, and said to Shan Gui, "The girl has too many injuries, you won't be able to take her far."

"Don't talk nonsense! If you stop me, I will kill you!"

Yang Qian sighed, "I didn't want to stop it." He pointed to the carriage parked on the side of the street, "Come and take the girl!"

The maid Liu Xing jumped out of the car and nodded to the mountain ghost to indicate that there was no danger. The mountain ghost no longer hesitated, put Ratu into the car, and drove away with the whip.

Yang Qian watched the carriage disappear into the darkness, turned around and went back to Shen Zhu's wing.

Shen Zhu was wearing a lotus green crane cloak and a hosta shirt, and carefully looked at the rune dagger of Ratu under the lamp.

"Are they sent away?" he asked casually.

"Yes."

He clenched his fist against his lips and coughed lightly, a faint and lonely smile appeared on his pale face.

Yang Qian frowned and said, "Your Excellency can't let go of Ratu girl."

Shen Zhu gave him a cold look, "Speak up, go out and get a stick."

Yang Qian took a few steps forward and said, "Your Excellency is going to be punished, and Yang Qian has to say it. I thought the girl Rao was showing mercy that day."

Shen Zhu was silent.

Yang Qian continued: "If your lord's wound is half an inch deeper, it will be heartbroken, and even gods will be hard to save. Sir, please think about this talisman dagger that cuts iron like mud.Half an inch deeper?"

Shen Zhu clenched the talisman in his hand, and Yang Qian said, "Miss Ratu must have been hesitant at the time... She is now covered in wounds and her body is completely broken. If she can survive by luck, she will see the adults indefinitely after she leaves."

"Get out!"

"grown ups……"

"Go and follow that woman, if she dies, don't come back!"

"Yes!"