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Mo Li felt that everything in front of her quickly disappeared, and then she looked at the desolate ancient mansion. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this moment, when facing Zhuang, Mo Li didn't know what to say.

She knew that what she had just seen must have been real, and Zhuang Shi couldn't create an illusion that could affect her.

"Little poem, can you tell me? Why do you take other people's word for it, and why? ”

Facing Zhuang Shi's questioning, Mo Li was a little stunned.

A one-sided statement? Could it be that the massacre was just a bloody misunderstanding?

"When it comes to Zhuang, maybe there is some misunderstanding." Mo Li's words were dry, oh my God, she is not the original owner, and she has not received the memories of the original owner's previous life, how does she know why.

Although she sympathized with him a little, she must not be expected to commit suicide to accompany him.

"Xiaoshi, can you come down and accompany me?" Zhuang Shi stepped forward and wanted to caress Mo Lifa's cheeks.

Mo Li pushed away violently, holding the Seagod Sword and running to the side.

In her past and present lives, she didn't know how to solve it.

When Zhou Shi killed Zhuang with his own hands, Zhuang Shi died and the resentment did not disperse, and it was understandable that the ghost king wanted to take revenge.

If she witnessed a person kill her whole family, and the poor and fell into the Yellow Spring, she would also go to take revenge.

Don't tell her anything about when it's time to retrige, many times you can only kill to stop killing.

There is some hatred that can only be washed away by blood.

Although she didn't agree with Zhuang Shi implicating so many innocent students, he and she strangely expressed understanding.

Well, she really understands Zhuang Shi's approach a little bit in her heart.

What she doesn't understand now is why Zhuang Shi loves Zhou Shi so much, why would he help Wu Sheng kill Zhou Shi with his own hands after returning to Yang.

It is believed that she hates her because of love, but with Zhuang Shi's obsession with Zhou Shi, it is more likely that he will be imprisoned and tortured by his side after returning to Yang.

It's not possible to kill and vent anger.

Among them, the only one who can operate can only be Wu Sheng.

Wu Sheng has memories of his previous life, and he is obsessed with Zhuang Shi.

It's also forgivable to do something to get your beloved.

Thinking of this, Mo Li was a little numb.

She can understand how she thinks that the people in this are there.

Well, she really looks sick.

To be honest, when she tried to kill Zhuang now, she really couldn't do it.

Zhuang Shi hovered for thousands of years without reincarnation, and there must be emotions and hatred that cannot be vented.

However, who should pay back those dead classmates?

Mo Li really felt that this task was a little difficult.

"Zhou Shi, this time I will never give you Zhuang Shi again." Just when Mo Li was a little entangled, Wu Sheng's gloomy voice sounded behind her.

Mo Li turned around and looked at Wu Sheng with a stubborn face, feeling very irritable.

There is revenge, there is revenge, but don't involve other innocent people, okay?

"Wu Sheng, so many classmates have died here because of you, don't you feel a little uneasy?" Mo Li looked at Wu Sheng lightly.

Wu Sheng, she really doesn't plan to let it go like this.

There's nothing wrong with loving someone, and there's nothing wrong with wanting to get someone, but ruining others for your own infatuation, Mo Li is a little disagreeable.

All this, Zhuang Shi made a start, and Wu Sheng did everything well.

"Wu Sheng, send those classmates away."

"Even if Zhuang Shi returns to adulthood with the method you decided, it's just a lifetime."

"If you do this, it is equivalent to breaking the reincarnation of the village."

Wu Sheng glanced at Mo Li, pursed his lips and smiled faintly.

"So what, if he doesn't have reincarnation, I will also give up the opportunity to reincarnation."

"No matter what, as long as I can be by his side, I will be content."

"......" Mo Li was speechless.

She really can't understand such feelings.

It's enough, she feels annoyed by such a disturbing thing.

"Wu Sheng, where did that little ghost you raised come from?" Mo Li suddenly remembered the little ghost that night and asked with a frown.

She felt that the imp had an aura very similar to that of the original owner.

"Why, didn't Zhuang Shi let you see all the memories?"

"Have you forgotten your little cutie who has been following you and calling you sister sweetly?"

"Speaking of which, that little cutie is really likable, too."

"It's hard not to like him, even for someone like me."

Wu Sheng's words made Mo Li shiver, and she suddenly remembered something that she had said lightly in the plot.

The original owner did have a younger brother, but his intelligence was a little unsound.

However, although his brain is not very good, he looks cute and soft, and his temperament is soft and sensible, and he is also very dependent on the sister of the original owner.

It's just that one day, he disappeared mysteriously, and the police closed the case only to be abducted by human traffickers.

"You killed him?" Mo Li has basically determined such a thing.

"Such a fool is not worth my hands, but a few pieces of candy can be tricked." Wu Sheng smiled sweetly as he spoke.

Mo Li had goosebumps all over her body, what kind of perverts she had encountered here.

Wu Sheng was already in his heart.

Perverted people are not terrible, but only those who have the ability to be perverted are terrible.

There is no guilt in killing an innocent child, such a person is hopeless.

Mo Li slashed his fingertips, and a drop of blood dripped onto Wu Sheng's forehead.

The little ghost who was locked up and recuperated suddenly came out.

Mo Li also began to carefully look at the little boy in front of him, five or six years old, looking small.

Maybe it's because his intelligence is a little unsound, and there is still a bit of confusion in his eyes.

There was the taste of the original owner in Mo Li's blood, as well as the blessing of her merit value, and the little ghost temporarily got rid of Wu Sheng's control.

"Sister?" The imp suddenly pounced on Mo Li.

Mo Li subconsciously wanted to retreat, but stopped suddenly.

"Xiao Jing."

Zhou Jing is the name of this little boy, because he is so active, so the original owner's mother gave him such a name.

Although it sounds a little feminine, it is also an expectation of parents.

For this kind of soft and cute child, Moli has always had no resistance.

Mo Li did not shy away from Wu Sheng, and took some spiritual springs for Zhou Jing, who had a low IQ and was mostly incomplete in soul.

She couldn't gather the soul for him, and she could only barely reincarnate him as an ordinary child.

"You're not Zhou Shi." Wu Sheng looked at Mo Li fixedly and said affirmatively.

Mo Li glanced at Wu Sheng, although she couldn't beat Zhuang Shi, but it was more than enough to deal with Wu Sheng.

Isn't she just a woman with memories of her past life and a little crooked and heretical?

Without much effort, Mo Li restrained Wu Sheng.

"How many people did you kill?" Mo Li looked at the pair of twin babies that appeared behind Wu Sheng, and her voice trembled a little.