Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Guan Yan felt pain everywhere in her body, and the penetrated Pipa bone almost killed her. Cold sweat dripped down her forehead, and she couldn't help but not let out a word of mercy from her pale lips.

She looked at the empty underground cell and listened to the damp and cold sound of water dripping down, and a sweet taste filled her throat.

She couldn't hold it back, gritted her teeth and spit out black blood.

Guan Yan's hands were hung above his head, and he couldn't wipe away the remaining blood on his mouth. He moved his neck uncomfortably and said hoarsely: "Tsk, you are really unlucky."

She didn't expect that Nike and Uncle Ya would betray her.

The man who had obviously risked his life to save her seemed to have changed, and he even knew how to tamper with her tea.

Guan Yan's mood was extremely complicated.

She could probably guess why the two of them were driven by Nie Qingru.

Nie Qingru must have used those people in the slums to threaten Nike and force them to come to the illegal area to set up a trap to trap him.

She doesn't hate Nike for making the choice.

She just couldn't forgive.

Obviously, as long as they contact her and tell her clearly what happened in the slums, she can find a way to help solve the problem.

But neither Nike nor Uncle Dumb did that... At the critical moment, they only believed in themselves, not her. Guan Yan remembered that she had once been deeply attracted to that person, and now she smiled bitterly. She was glad that due to her dangerous status as a wanderer, she didn't tell the other person about her feelings, otherwise she would look like that now.

Even more pitiful.

The small movement of her smile once again pulled the wound, and Guan Yan moved again with a grin on his face, observing the surrounding environment.

There was only one dim light in the dark cell, and the light bulb was covered with a lot of dust, making the light that came out gray.

She could only see the situation within ten meters of herself.

There were leaks and cobwebs everywhere, and it looked like no one had used it for a long time. Directly in front of her was a row of gloomy torture instruments, some of which had blood on them.

These were the instruments of torture she had just experienced. The rest will never be seen again.

Guan Yan smiled bitterly when he saw this. She didn't know if this was considered a rare "waste utilization" of this place by the Hidden World Family and Nie Qingru.

But obviously her current situation is too miserable and she is not qualified to care about this.

**

It was pitch dark outside.

Shadow came out of the secret cell and went back to his room to take a shower and put on clean clothes before going to the manor to find his master.

When he entered, someone happened to be leaving.

The two parties met.

The man lowered his eyelids and greeted him fearfully: "Master Shadow."

"Um."

The shadow passed him by and went straight in to find someone.

This manor has been idle for a long time, and the decoration inside is all decorated in a luxurious European palace style according to Nie Qingru's preferences.

The huge crystal chandelier in the center of the living room hangs down in layers, reflecting the brilliant beauty in the light. It is the gorgeous and decadent style that Nie Qingru has always liked.

Shadow walked closer on the cold marble floor and saw the always strong woman sitting on the European-style sofa with her eyes closed and pressing her temples.

There was undisguised exhaustion on his face.

Shadow's heart moved, and he quickly lowered his head in discomfort and shouted: "Queen, I'm here."

The person on the sofa didn't respond.

"Queen?" "..." Nie Qingru is getting older, and her energy is unavoidable. In addition, during this period of time, she has been worrying about matters in Beijing and Zhai Xicheng. She has aged a lot to the naked eye.

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