The cuckoo was stunned, and looked back with wide eyes in disbelief. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info then saw the familiar figure standing at the back of the crowd.

"Brother Ah Hong?" the cuckoo called tentatively, he couldn't believe that the person in front of him would be the one he had been thinking about until he died.

Duan Hongye's expression behind the crowd was a little indifferent, and his warmless eyes glanced at the cuckoo coldly, and then he asked the person who asked aloud: "Where did I come from? Don't laugh." ”

A group of people burst into laughter, and the young master who was flirting with the cuckoo at the head behaved even more frivolously: "Beauty, do you hear it? Our Second Young Master Duan hasn't decided on a family affair yet! But if you're interested in him, beg your brother! Maybe as soon as my brother is happy, he will leave you to play with him first, so you can be regarded as your first man, and you won't lose anything." ”

Du Juan trembled and stared at Duan Hongye: "You don't have a fiancée? Duan Hongye, you actually said that you don't have a fiancée?! Then what am I, what is the friendship between us? Unexpectedly..."

Seeing that she was emotional, the leader laughed even more. He grabbed Du Juan's hand and pushed her to Duan Hongye and said, "Second Young Master Duan, look at the deep affection for you, why don't you appease it well." Don't let down the beauty!"

Duan Hongye raised his head and glanced at the sneer, and then looked down at the person in his arms. His brows furrowed almost inaudibly, and he suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth: "Since it is an invitation from a beauty, Hongye will live up to it." ”

The cuckoo stared at him with bare eyes, staring at him deadly: "Duan Hongye, you dare!"

Duan Hongye didn't react, and even reached out to tear up Du Juan's clothes. Du Juan's mind was already in turmoil, and his mind was full of Duan Hongye's reaction. There is a voice persecuting her, see clearly, take a good look at these people in front of you, it's them, it's them who killed you!

The cuckoo's state is already on the verge of enchantment, his eyes are wide, but he can't see anything clearly. And if she can take a closer look at Duan Hongye's eyes, she can find that Duan Hongye at this time, although she is looking at her, the figure reflected in her eyes is clearly the fiancée who was forcibly stuffed into him - Jiang Lan.

The cuckoo couldn't see clearly, and her mind was full of what she was doing before she died. When she was at her most desperate, the people who galloped on her gradually coincided with the people who were sparing no effort to tear her apart at this time.

For a moment, it was as if someone had cast a rewind spell in her mind. The scenes before her death clearly appeared in front of her eyes, every humiliation Huzi gave her, and every word she said to these people. Also, every face that constantly humiliated her and led to her death was clearly displayed in front of her eyes.

And in those wandering pasts, the cuckoo clearly saw that person. He watched indifferently at himself being abused by other men, mockingly at himself lying under other men in despair, and even, without emotion, ripped off his clothes and bullied her body.

Cuckoo's thoughts exploded. It turned out that the last person to humiliate himself before his death was Duan Hongye!

The hustle and bustle around disappeared without a trace, and the alley, which was already deep and shrouded in darkness all year round, was suddenly pulled even deeper. The wind that blew from nowhere lifted the corners of everyone's clothes.

"Duan Hongye!" Du Juan's voice was as cold as a ghost extradited from the Lechuan River: "I want my Du Juan to dig out his heart and lungs, and he has the same look for you." In exchange for such humiliation, contempt, and even death. How can you be worthy of me!

Her voice grew colder and colder, and finally it was faintly sharp. The body shape is also constantly changing, like a fish bubble that has been blown up, constantly growing little by little. The light white coarse linen clothes that he was wearing were even more red like blood in Tsugami.

The people around her, who were originally laughing and laughing, seemed to be frightened, staring at her in disbelief one by one.

The cuckoo smiled hideously, looking at Duan Hongye's eyes bloodthirsty and crazy: "Since you are ruthless, then don't blame me for being unrighteous." Duan Hongye, even if I am dead, I will be a terrible ghost who eats my soul and will drag you for eternity and eternity, and you will fall into eighteen layers of hell in total. Life after life, life after life, no superbirth!"

Saying that, the cuckoo's figure suddenly moved, and his hands, which had grown sharp nails at some point, waved and stretched out towards Duan Hongye's neck. The people present had no doubt that Duan Hongye would be disemboweled.

Suddenly, everything around stood still. Du Juan's hands stayed less than half a finger away from Duan Hongye's neck. Staring at the frightened crowd, the expressions on their faces did not change in the slightest, and they were repeatedly frozen in place. Duan Hongye's eyes were full of fear, and his backward body stopped in midair.

"Hey~" A soft sigh suddenly came from the empty environment, and a graceful figure wearing a red half-slit cheongsam appeared on the side of the cuckoo.

The woman in red sighed helplessly, waved her hand casually, and the surrounding crowd, flower buildings, and alleys all disappeared. Only a cuckoo was left in its place, maintaining the action of wanting to kill.

"It's careless. The woman's lips opened lightly, and she sighed almost inaudibly: "It's another pair of bad fate!"

When the cuckoo regained consciousness again, he had already returned to the Dream Attracting Yamen of the Yin Si Mansion. In addition to Lord Zhao, who led her dreams, there were two little ghosts who looked very angry.

"This is the ghost of the eighteenth layer of hell in the Yin Division. Zhao Nihong introduced, and then said with some hesitation: "You just feel something, there is something wrong with your dream." Today's life is unstable, and there is a possibility of falling into the devil at any time, and there are two paths in front of you. One is to drink the Meng Po soup and forcibly send you into samsara so that you can forget about the past and start over. ”

"The other is to follow the two ghosts and go through the eighteen layers of hell. A hellish torture to cleanse you of your resentment, and then re-enter reincarnation. ”

Zhao Nihong looked at her calmly after speaking: "Which one do you choose?"

The cuckoo raised his head, and did not rush to answer Zhao Nihong's question, but asked: "If you go to the eighteenth layer of hell, the adults may induce another dream for the cuckoo?"

A trace of pity flashed in Zhao Nihong's eyes, and he hesitated for a moment before replying: "If you can wash away the past and still have obsessions in your heart, it is okay to make an exception and lead you to a dream again." ”

The cuckoo was silent for a moment, and then raised his head firmly: "The cuckoo is willing to go to the eighteenth layer of hell, such an unclear reincarnation, I am unwilling!"

Although she knew that this would be the answer, Zhao Nihong still couldn't help but sigh, turned around and nodded slightly to the two ghosts, signaling that they could take someone away.

The cuckoo suddenly pounced and knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Zhao Nihong three times: "The adults are gracious, the cuckoo will be remembered forever, but if the eighteenth layer of hell still can't dispel the obsession in the cuckoo's heart, the tired adults will cause the cuckoo to dream again, this time, the cuckoo will not let others dominate the dream again, so that the person..."