Qinglan looked at the ink painting, a little confused, hesitated for a moment, and finally lowered her voice and said:

"I will tell you about this, don't tell others..."

Mo Hua was curious and nodded quickly.

Qinglan approached the ink painting and whispered:

"That elder Su once had a good relationship with the Narcissus Sister in the building, and even wanted to redeem the Narcissus Sister at one time."

"Later I heard that Sister Narcissus...is also pregnant with Elder Su's child..."

Mo Hua couldn't help but open her mouth wide.

He didn't expect that Elder Su would have such a "romantic event".

"Where is that child?"

Qinglan shook her head, "I don't know."

"Where is the daffodil?"

Qinglan sighed, "Die."

Ink painting frowned.

Qinglan felt a little regretful and sad, "Sister Narcissus is very nice, beautiful, skillful, and gentle to others..."

"But somehow later, the person died."

"Elder Su seemed to be sad about this for a while, and didn't know what to do, but it was finally settled..."

"There is a high probability that it will not be found."

Qinglan lowered her head, "We have low lives, and they will die if they die. Daotingsi doesn't care. The Lu family doesn't care. The brothel only feels sorry. He lacks a body that can earn spirit stones..."

"We are dead or alive, they will not take it to heart. No one in this world will take it to heart..."

Qinglan's voice was getting lower and lower, and her expression was also very lonely.

Mo Hua felt a little uncomfortable.

Qinglan lowered her head. After a long time, she saw that Mo Hua looked a little depressed. She was stunned, wiped her tears and said with a smile:

"Sorry, young master, I shouldn't say this."

After saying that, he said gratefully:

"Without the young master, I probably can't escape from the sea of ​​suffering..."

"Maybe it's still in Baihua Building, you're forced to smile and serve the people with sex, and then you'll die unknowingly..."

"Now I don't have to care about other people's eyes. I'm better than anything else."

Qinglan has a frank look and a sincere tone.

Although his eyes were red, his eyes were very firm.

Mo Hua felt a little better.

After leaving the inn, Mo Hua walked on the street.

Looking south, it is the mine.

Looking north, you will see the magnificent Lu family, and at night, the brightly lit and rich Jinhua Street will be filled with luxury.

The mine cultivator is working hard for them. The mine cultivator's children also have to be slaves and prostitutes to enjoy them and become their tools for earning spirit stones.

It also became a bargaining chip for them to bribe Daotingsi and win over other forces.

In the ink painting, a cold light faintly emerges from the eyes.

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Chapter completed!