The villain female supporting role will never admit defeat

"The whistle that Nie Honglian gave you?"

Wu Lao Er pulled off the jade whistle pendant tied around Zhou Qiyue's neck with such force that his neck became red.

Zhou Qiyue coughed twice in discomfort, tears welled up in her eyes physiologically.

But he didn't care about the tears, and rushed to grab the whistle: "Give it back to me!!"

"Bitch, be honest!" Wu's second child slapped him again and pushed him to the ground, "Don't spoil my mother's interest."

Zhou Qiyue bumped into the foot of the bed, and the pain caused him to curl up a bit. He murmured, "Sister Yu..."

The crystal clear water slides down the red and swollen cheeks, which is extremely pitiful, which greatly satisfies Wu's sadistic desire.

She excitedly squeezed Zhou Qiyue's chin with one hand, and eagerly tore Zhou Qiyue's clothes with the other.

A piece of the goose-yellow clothes was torn off, revealing snow-colored skin.

Zhou Qiyue opened her mouth, and bit Wu Laoer's hand hard.

"what--"

Wu Er Er shook Zhou Qiyue away.

Zhou Qiyue rolled forward, lay down on the ground, picked up the whistle that Wu Laoer had thrown away, and tried to blow it again.

Drip—drip—

Chaotic cottage, crisp whistle.

"Bitch!" Wu Er Er spat.

She picked up Zhou Qiyue, threw him back to the foot of the bed, and jumped on her, stripping off his clothes inch by inch.

Zhou Qiyue tried her best to pull back her clothes, but his strength was not as strong as that of Wu Lao Er, and the struggle was in vain, and his body was still exposed to Wu Lao Er's eyes a little bit.

Zhou Qiyue felt nauseous, he couldn't help shouting: "Let me go... I am the son of the Minister of Rites, if you touch me, my mother will not forgive you..."

He never thought of revealing his identity. After all, it would be a disgraceful thing for an official son to go deep into a gangster's den.

If it hadn't been for such a critical moment, he would never have said it.

"Hahahahahahaha, Mr. Shangshu, there is no trace of making it up," Wu Er Er didn't believe it, and instead mocked, "I'm still the emperor."

Heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

Zhou Qiyue felt desperate and in great pain: "Sister Yu, help me... Sister Yu..."

"So there is still a sweetheart," Wu Er Er patted her on the cheek, "Nie Honglian is really ridiculous."

She seemed to find this very interesting, instead of continuing to strip off her clothes, she touched Zhou Qiyue's chest obscenely.

Zhou Qiyue broke down: "Don't touch me! Sister Yu! Sister Yu!!"

"It's so noisy, you bastard." Wu Er Er went to gag him in annoyance.

Bang!

The door was kicked open.

Zhou Qiyue's eyes burst out with dazzling brilliance: "Sister Yu!"

He looked up at the past, but his expression was stunned.

Dressed in black, Nie Honglian strode in, holding a bloody sword in her hand, like a demon.

Wu Er Er smiled and said, "Master Nie, you have missed your mark this time, this cheap man is a secret agent of the government, and he still likes other women in his heart..."

Nie Honglian raised the knife.

Wu Er Er's eyes widened in disbelief.

The blade had pierced her heart.

"you you……"

"As I said, if you move one of his fingers, I'll cut you off," Nie Honglian said flatly.

Wu Er Er shook his body and fell to the ground.

She has been at odds with Nie Honglian since she entered the village.

She advocated going down the mountain to rob houses and expand Honglian's cottage, but Nie Honglian felt that it was too much and strongly opposed it.

After finally convincing herself to obey Nie Honglian's decision, Nie Honglian became restless again, feeling that this place is too close to the capital, fearing that the capital would send people to suppress the bandits, and urged to move the village.

Their accumulated foundations are all here, coupled with the hidden terrain of Honglian Village, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is very difficult to find a second such good place, how could she agree.

Conflicts and frictions broke out between them, big and small, and she also thought about killing Nie Honglian and taking over herself.

But because Nie Honglian's reputation in the cottage was too high, if she was discovered, she would have nothing to gain, so she gave up.

Unexpectedly, she died at the hands of Nie Honglian in the end.

Zhou Qiyue stared blankly at Nie Honglian.

Knowing that Nie Honglian's next attack would probably be his own trick, but he was soft-handed and unable to move at all.

Nie Honglian threw the knife on the table, took off her coat, and threw it to Zhou Qiyue.

"You go."

Zhou Qiyue murmured: "...Why?"

Nie Honglian glanced at him: "There are so many reasons, you can't control the government to suppress the bandits, and you are not the person in charge of leading the army to suppress the bandits. I only blame myself for this matter. It is useless for me to kill you."

Clearly suppressing the bandits was just, but Zhou Qiyue felt uncontrollably guilty after hearing this.

Maybe he shouldn't have come, he shouldn't have volunteered to do some fine work, and then got acquainted with Nie Honglian.

Zhou Qiyue squeezed her shirt and struggled to get up, but her strength was insufficient, so she sat back down again.

Nie Honglian sighed, walked over, put the coat on him, and prepared to help him up.

There were urgent footsteps outside the door.

Nie Honglian grabbed Zhou Qiyue's wrist, and he pulled it up.

"No! Sister Yu!!"

Zhou Qiyue's complexion changed suddenly: "She saved me! She is not..."

bad guy.

Before saying the last two words, Zhou Qiyue was already stunned.

A sharp sword pierced through Nie Honglian's chest, and blood spurted out and splashed on Zhou Qiyue's face.

This time the blood was not what he imagined, but real, warm blood.

Nie Honglian fell to the ground, revealing Chu Mingyu's disgusted face behind her.

The string in Zhou Qiyue's mind broke instantly.

He lost all his strength, knelt down on the ground, and grabbed Nie Honglian's wrist: "Nie, Nie Honglian..."

Blood was spilling from the corner of Nie Honglian's lips, and her pupils gradually became dilated: "Lu Qiaoyue..."

"My name is Zhou Qiyue, not Lu Qiaoyue," Zhou Qiyue cried bitterly, "I'm sorry..."

Nie Honglian looked at him, but didn't say a word, but slowly closed her eyes and lost all breath.

"Yue'er, I know you have a kind heart," Chu Mingyu frowned, "but you should never be so bottomless. This person forces you, but you speak for her and cry for her. It's ridiculous."

It was a misunderstanding.

Chu Mingyu mistakenly thought that Nie Honglian was the one who forced him, so he killed Nie Honglian with a sword.

Zhou Qiyue looked up at the familiar yet unfamiliar sister Yu.

He is really in a mess now, his face is swollen high, and blood is splashed all over his face. When he cries, he doesn't make people feel pitiful, but hideous and ridiculous.

"She didn't force me, it was this person who forced me," Zhou Qiyue pointed at Wu's second child's body, "and she saved me."

Chu Mingyu was slightly startled, and said immediately: "Even if she saves you, she is definitely not a good person. She is a thief, and she only covets your beauty when she saves you. Yue'er, don't be fooled by this kind of person."

Zhou Qiyue lost his voice for a moment, he looked at Chu Mingyu in disbelief, and smiled miserably: "Sister Yu, if she hadn't saved me, I would be the one lying here."

If he is raped/defiled by Wu Lao Er, he will have no face to face the people in the world, and he will definitely show his ambition by death.

"I clearly said no. I said she saved me. She is not a bad person. Why can't you just stop?"