The corners of her mouth curled, waiting for more than twenty years, and this is what she wanted.

Although the Jun family can't be compared with the Mu family, at least it still has a certain background, and if you can take it for your own use without blood, it is naturally the most haode.

"So, don't think that your life is worth much, if you don't cooperate, I will kill you mercilessly! Got it? Master! ”

A slight smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and she pressed him closer.

Feeling her warm snort, Jun Qianchen hurriedly moved away a little and nodded in agreement.

After a short time, the two arrived at the North Courtyard.

"Master, take the concubine to the place where my sister is buried! And then dig her grave, how? ”

"You...... Aren't you afraid of retribution? ”

Mu Luoying covered her mouth and chuckled: "Retribution? Even if you want retribution, it will be repaid on you first! ”

As she spoke, she dragged him into the North Courtyard.

The cool breeze of the autumn leaves adds a terrifying atmosphere to the originally bleak north courtyard.

"Where's Xi'er?" Jun Qianchen asked subconsciously.

"Will she stay at Jun's house?" Mu Luoying chuckled, if she was Jun Qianxi, she would not stay in the Jun family.

Take it when you want to use it, and kick it away when it's useless.

Jun Qianchen's expression was a little down, and he regretted it to death in his heart, he knew that this eldest daughter was so attractive, he should have held it well.

Zuihou's life-saving straw was no longer there, so he could only take her to the place where Situ Qianqian was buried.

Unexpectedly, the ninth-order undead summoner of the dignified human realm was hastily buried in the corner of the wall after death.

"Jun Qianchen, you might as well throw her in a mass grave!"

Mu Luoying said, raising her hand and patting it on the corner.

The walls of the north courtyard collapsed and dust flew up.

"Mu Luoying, what are you doing?"

Jun Qianchen was startled by this loud noise, and he immediately roared.

Will there still be bones in this palm?

"Master, you didn't feel distressed when your sister was alive, but you were distressed after you died? What are you pretending? ”

She looked sarcastically at the angry people on the side, and with a wave of her sleeves, the corners of the wall that had been covered by dust became clear.

She blasted a pit out in the corner of the wall, and the corners of her clothes were faintly exposed in the dirt.

"Master, go dig out your sister!"

Mu Luoying chuckled and pushed the person next to her.

Jun Qianchen fell forward unsteadily, and his face was almost attached to the clothes.

He jumped in fright and sped back.

A flash of light flashed, and a cold touch appeared on his neck.

"Master, dig or not?"

Mu Luoying held a sword in his hand and wiped it on his neck, drawing a bloodshot streak.

Under the threat of death, Jun Qianchen had to return to the pit, stretch out his hands, and pick up the dirt.

His eyes narrowed, lest he see the white bones.

His body trembled, but when he reached a certain depth, his fingers still did not touch anything strange.

His eyes slowly opened, and he couldn't help but scream.

Mu Luoying quickly stepped forward, a cold glint flashed in her eyes, she pulled up his clothes, and said angrily: "Didn't you say that you buried people here?" ”

"Yes...... Oh, yes! Can...... But it's gone! ”

There was nothing in the pit but a shirt, it was an empty grave!

At this point, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh!

Mu Luoying shook him off hatefully, and then used the sword in his hand to dig the dirt, and sure enough, there was nothing here except a few clothes.

She looked up at the sky, her eyes full of madness: Situ Qianqian, are you really not dead?

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