Chapter Seventy-Eight: Stand Up, Don't Cry (3)
I have heard Yang Jian mention the battle in the fairy world more than once. Pen | fun | pavilion www. īŊīŊīŊīŊīŊīŊ ã info Usually, every time there was a weekly battle, Xiao Xian would sit next to him and watch Yang Jian get the title of God of War.
But this time, Xiaoxian is in the ghost town and Yang Jian is in the heavenly court, and it is really the distance between heaven and earth.
Xiaoxian asked anxiously, "How is he now?" Where are they being held? Is he doing well? â
The judge handed over a cup of steaming tea, one for each person.
Hades took two sips of tea and said lightly: "The Jade Emperor said, let you roll up quickly and stay for a month."
Xiaoxian was stunned for two seconds, and subconsciously thought of Lu Qianqian's matter. For a month, if she stays in the sky, won't she be able to take care of Lu Qianqian's affairs anymore?
Fairy fell silent.
"The words of the Jade Emperor, I dare not disobey."
After saying this, Xiaosheng Xiaoxian's face darkened. My heart is extremely heavy, and when I think about another thing, I always feel sorry for that person.
If that matter is not resolved, won't that person die in vain?
"What's wrong?" Hades saw that Xiaoxian's face was not good, and he felt puzzled in his heart.
The days when Xiaoxian left the ghost town were not short, and during this time, he saw everything he did.
She doesn't care as she appears on the surface, so breezy and careless, look at the contrary he has his heart in his heart. As long as no one asks, she won't open it and look at it.
She is a strong woman on the outside, but she is actually very soft on the inside. The downside may be that it's too kind.
"I need your help with something." Xiaoxian Road.
"If you have anything to say, it's my honor to be able to help you." Hades said.
Xiaoxian smiled and told her little things about the world. Hades is a very generous person and especially helpful. He took out his past and present life mirrors and found out Lu Qianqian's past life. They flirted with the picture and went straight to the last hour of Lu Qianqian's death.
In the last hour of Lu Qianqian's death, nothing happened.
As a result, Xiaoxian began to guess that the last hour of Lu Qianqian's death was a process of chronic torture.
In the process, it is impossible to see who the murderer is. Xiaoxian fluctuated the picture again, pulling the time back to the last day of Lu Qianqian's death. Needing to read the records for a whole day, Hades' face was sad, he thought that he still had a couple of things to deal with, so he said goodbye to Xiaoxian.
Xiaoxian sat in place, looking at the picture.
In the picture, it is a clear day. Lu Qianqian sat alone in her large garden, flipping through a book.
Time passed tightly, and Lu Qianqian was still flipping through the book.
Just when Xiaoxian was waiting anxiously, a fat teenager like a ball broke into the picture. looks younger than Lu Qianqian, but looking at Lu Qianqian's gaze, it exudes a lewd light.
In the picture, the book in Lu Qianqian's hand snapped and fell to the ground. The boy clumsily stepped forward, picked up the book, and placed it on the table.
The young man's restless hand was gently placed on Lu Qianqian's shoulder.
Lu Qianqian trembled twice, and pushed the young man away in disgust. Lu Qianqian's expression was very dazed, she got up and wanted to leave, but was grabbed by the young man.
The young man attached his ear to Lu Qianqian's ear and said something.
Lu Qianqian suddenly pushed the young man away and shouted fiercely: "Delusional! 3pīŧīŧ You dream! â
The young man was not angry at all, and in the face of Lu Qianqian's anger, he showed a happy smile. His bulky stature did not affect his turbulent heart. He grabbed Lu Qianqian's hand and pulled Lu Qianqian into his arms with a gentle tug. Lu Qianqian struggled desperately, but still fell into the arms of the teenager.
Lu Qianqian's face turned red, and her angry eyes burst into flames. As soon as she grabbed the young man's white and chubby arm, she bit it down! The young man who was in pain pushed Lu Qianqian away in a panic, and said hatefully: "Hmph, don't resist!" I drugged your food yesterday, and if you don't obey, I'll tell you all about it!" â
Lu Qianqian's face turned pale, and her heart suddenly fell into an ice cellar. Tears welled up in her eyes, and they slipped quietly.
When the young man saw Lu Qianqian, who was no longer struggling, a smug look bloomed on his face. The young man walked over and gently licked the tears on Lu Qianqian's face, and at that moment, Lu Qianqian completely burst into tears.
There was no hope in her eyes, only despair accompanied her.
The boy whistled, and a middle-aged man with an ugly appearance and a greasy face about the same level as the teenager came in. The middle-aged man's face was like that of a teenager, exuding an ugly smile, he rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "Haha...... I've wanted to taste her for a long time. This evening, I will send 1 million to your account. â
"Hmph, believe in your character." The young man snorted and said lightly.
A peach-colored transaction, two lines of desperate tears, the loser of this game is destined to be Lu Qianqian, who has no ability to resist.
Silently enduring this devastation, Lu Qianqian's desperate heart almost collapsed. The tears dried up, the men around her were gone, Lu Qianqian packed up her dirty clothes and walked helplessly to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, a phone call came in. On the other end of the phone, a young man's voice came.
"Sister~ My friend and I are very satisfied today, and the money earned will be distributed to you 10,000 yuan, which has been credited to your card. By the way, I'm going to bring three friends over tomorrow, you get ready, dress sexy, preferably in love. Interesting. Buy two in the clothing store, those are more suitable for you~"
The phone slipped from his hand, fell to the ground, and shattered. Lu Qianqian sat on the bed expressionlessly and lay down on her back.
The ceiling stared at with empty eyes, the bits and pieces of pain that emerged before her eyes.
Life makes the small flowers in bloom wither. Crisp flowers and leaves, shattered at the touch of a button.
Suddenly, Lu Qianqian laughed thinking about it, and not long after, Lu Qianqian choked up, and Yingying cried.
Just as she was grieving, her phone rang again.
A color text message flew into her phone.
It's just a 3P picture.ã
Lu Qianqian threw away her mobile phone angrily and shrank in a small corner in panic.
She cried, laughed, choked, and her teary eyes hid boundless fear and fear.
Suddenly, there was a look of determination in her eyes. Lu Qianqian propped up her back and staggered to the bedside table.
Half-kneeling, he opened the cabinet and took out a medicine bottle from the cabinet.
Opening the bottle, Lu Qianqian looked at it repeatedly for a long time. Her hands trembled, barely able to grasp the vial.
After thinking about it for a long time, Lu Qianqian showed a poignant smile, looked at the medicine bottle in despair, raised her head and swallowed it, and the whole bottle of medicine all entered Lu Qianqian's stomach.
After taking the medicine, Lu Qianqian's face was relieved, and the whole person was relieved. A playful smile curled into her lips, silently waiting for death to come.
Seeing this, Xiaoxian gradually understood. No matter how heartfelt life is, Lu Qianqian can still clean up her grief, regroup, and bravely go on the road. But reputation is too important to Lu Qianqian.
(To be continued.) )