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Wei Zhen explained that Yinglang only needed to sneak into the house and add a few more punches to her, who was already seriously injured.

In this way, the time and place are favorable, and the gods are unaware, and there are no traces and evidence of the corpse of the peach branch alone, the injury varies from person to person, plus the infection, it will deteriorate at any time and take the life of the five impossible, and once the evidence of this crime is implemented, it is a capital crime, and the peach branch has seen the ghost king who asked for his life to send his family members to carry the shackles towards her, and when he died is just a matter of time.

"I am a person who needs to die, I just send you on the road quickly, so that you will suffer less......" Yinglang was beating and muttering, "You suffer less, and my young lady will suffer less, that is, let me Yinglang suffer less......"

When the peach branch died, the warbler waves no longer know.

She only knew that when she came back to her senses, there was already a pool of unformed human-like figures in front of her, and a few ropes were barely lifted, strange shapes, bloated and deformed, while Yinglang was a chaotic chaos with gold stars in her eyes and black and dark, and her ears were buzzing endlessly.

Yinglang staggered out against the wall, trembling step by step, his legs trembling and convulsive. The sunlight outside the house suddenly enveloped her, and she was exposed to the intense halo of sunlight, and she felt only in a trance.

She had almost exhausted the calculated effects of yellow rhododendron powder at the last moment to kill.

At first, Peach Branch didn't respond to her itchy slaps, still humming and mocking Yinglang. The character of the peach branch is like this, even if he is in prison, but the limelight on that side does not fall for a moment needs to be twisted, some people have the wind in their blood, some people have blood with tin foil powder, in the peach branch, the prestige is more important than life, if people live a disgraceful life, it is better not to live.

Those words that have no breath are dying, and they are transmitted into Yinglang's ears in the fist, and they will not become a series of sentences, but Taozhi's self-respecting arrogance, Yinglang can feel it really, the mouth is in your mouth, but the fist is in my hands, she has been on the same boat as Wang Weizhen, and jumping ship is falling into the sea and dying.

Gradually, Yinglang also found that her soft fists and feet had no effect on the peach branch, she was already sweating profusely, but the peach branch still had that breath hanging and lingering, every time she felt that the peach branch was one step closer to the knot, the peach branch could always hum some sounds, as if provocative, but the Yinglang was helpless, so he had to punch angrily.

The air in the firewood room was already stuffy, and it was the height of summer, and this house was like fumigation and roasting, so that the warbler waves were soaked for a while, but on the other hand, the peach branches were as hot as charcoal but there was no sweat. Suddenly, Yinglang had an idea, and an idea came to his mind.

Isn't it that the person who sees the timid handmaid on weekdays, whose status is not high, and who is suppressed by the head of the family in everything, never dares to speak up and speak for himself, but is often such a humble person, if he moves his bad heart, he is a hundred times darker than others.

A dark smile rose on her face, and the candles in the firewood room were dim, only her facial features could not be illuminated, and they were all mixed into a dark shadow and walked towards Taozhi.

She lifted one arm and rolled up the sleeves of her satin robe with the other, revealing her well-tended hand. Her hand was rare among the maidservants, and now, the sinful hand dangled in front of the peach branch, and the shadow cast on the mottled wall like a midnight ghost. This time, instead of just slapping her, she pulled out a finger and slowly stretched it towards the delirious peach branch.

Suddenly, I saw that the peach branch widened the gap in his eyes.

She made a few hoarse hissing sounds in her throat, but her pneumothorax was damaged and she couldn't make a sound, but she could still feel her shock and pain. She slowly looked down at the source of the pain, and saw that one of Yinglang's fingers was inserting into her rotten flesh!

Yinglang's two knuckles were sunk into the flesh of the peach branch, which was as sticky and soft as the minced meat of steamed eggs after thousands of pounds and chisels in the stove, and her fingers sank into more than an inch without any obstacles, but touched an obstacle.

She flicked it away slightly, and looked, it had touched the white bones!

"Ahh

This scream stimulated the senses of Yinglang even more.

She was very close to the peach branch, and heard her sigh and strained breathing, her chest rose and fell one after another because of the exertion, and she slightly buckled the fingers inserted in her muscles, and the peach branch suddenly breathed disordered, and gasped for breath.

Yinglang deducted it a few more times, tried and tried, and after coming and going, she actually found it quite interesting.

The flickering candle flame was dancing inexplicably, Yinglang's face was still a dark shadow, a candle flame was about to run out, only a short part of a finger remained, but I could hear the flame heart beeping and bursting violently, and Yinglang's heart was beating violently.

"No...... Stop......" Momozhi finally pleaded in a low voice.

"Stop, you can't stop......" Yinglang snorted, as if laughing at himself again, "When you killed Yuncheng, she told you to stop, will you stop?"

"Don't ......"

"It's you, don't hold on. Yinglang pierced the peach branch in the cracks, and muttered while digging inside, "You must die today, die early and suffer some hardship." What about you, don't hate me, I'm just for self-preservation, to help the master do things, who told you to do too much evil in the past, a thousand grievances, complaining that you are unclean hands and feet in your own work, if you don't fall out of the bag of poisonous powder, there is no such thing, take a step back and say, if you don't attack the first dream, hey, that cheap maid has a trick, you, you shouldn't have it, you shouldn't have been raised in a noble house. ”

Yinglang's finger was in the flesh, and the peach branch trembled violently for a while, and the Yinglang picked up the rotten meat one by one to poke, and the peach branch trembled all over the body without stopping, gradually, the Yinglang re-entered the finger, and the peach branch gradually stopped trembling, and the swollen eyes did not know whether they were open or closed, but the blood holes on the body were wide, and they peeked at the Yinglang in front of them viciously.

Momozhi is dead.

That nimble little mouth could no longer make that sharp sound.

When Yinglang came out of the firewood room, she staggered down and unsteadily, the body of the guard in front of her was still twisted in strange shapes, and she looked at the continuous forest of red flowers in front of her, and a gust of summer breeze blew through her sweaty and sticky sideburns.

Oh, it's over......

When Yinglang opened her eyes again, she was already lying on her own bed in Weizhen's room, lightly covering the thin quilt, and wearing a moist towel on her forehead.

"Miss...... I ......" Ying Lang suddenly glared and bounced off the bed.

Wei Zhen pushed her back to the bed.

"Miss......" Ying Lang looked around the bedroom, there was no one else except her and Wei Zhen, she lowered her voice, trembling, "Peach Branch...... Dead......"

Wei Zhen nodded quietly.

"Miss-" Yinglang suddenly threw herself over and hugged Wei Zhen's skirt knee, and the tears suddenly and irrepressibly poured down.

"Yes, I know, it's hard for you. Wei Zhen stroked Yinglang's sideburns, his voice was emotional and delicate, but his heart was indifferent and solemn, "You passed out outside the firewood room a while ago, but fortunately, the people who let Brother Xun beat that place and sent you back...... No one knew about it, and it was all over...... Don't think about it, you have merit to the Tongzhou Wang family, and when the sky falls, my Tongzhou Wang family will stand up for you!"