Chapter Ninety-Three: Digging the Heart
Peach Blossom's face was full of tears, and she regretted a little why she was like this.
The black-masked man's hand gently wiped away the tears of the peach blossom, then put the tears into his mouth, and said, "Good, my little deer, you only discovered the joy of killing people after killing people, so that you will be exactly like me." Well, dear fawn, don't cry. ”
Peach Blossom thinks the man in the black mask is a pervert.
"Let's kill someone."
The man in the black mask said with a cold smile.
Peach Blossom desperately controls her body, but her body doesn't seem to be her own, and she is not controlled by her own sanity, she is simply a puppet.
When the drunken water sword in his hand was inserted into Murong Shui's heart accurately, when Peach Blossom's arm dug Murong Shui's heart out of his body uncontrollably, Peach Blossom's eyes were full of tears.
The drunken water sword in his hand fell off his hand, and Peach Blossom took back the initiative in his body.
It's just that in this brightly lit night, there is no longer a man in a black mask.
Peach Blossom looked at the blood on her hands and a red heart on the ground, she was at a loss, her head was full of confusion, she didn't know where she was, and she didn't know what to do, but she hoped that all this was a dream.
It's a pity it's not a dream.
When Peach Blossom's consciousness was hazy, someone pushed the door in, and then rushed out with a clear shout, and then the footsteps were chaotic, and many people came in.
Everyone who came in gasped.
Murong Yu stumbled into his father's room, but what he saw was his father's tragic death in the room, while Peach Blossom was holding his father's drunken water sword.
Murong Yu said, "Is that you?!" Peach Blossom, did you kill my father? ”
I can't believe it, but I can't help but believe it, Murong Yu's tone was sad and sad, she opened her eyes and wanted to keep the tears from leaning out, she wanted to be strong.
The room was full of people, and Peach Blossom rolled her eyes and looked at Murong Yu, who had just made the bleak voice.
Peach Blossom didn't know how to answer, it was indeed her, but it wasn't just her.
However, Peach Blossom's expression became the default in the eyes of everyone.
Murong Yu drew his sword and stabbed at the peach blossom.
Peach Blossom snorted, and the cold sword entered Peach Blossom's shoulder.
Murong Yu wanted to kill her, but in the end, the sword turned and reached Peach Blossom's shoulder.
Peach Blossom raised her eyes and looked at Murong Yu, she knew that she was unwilling to forgive herself, the hatred of killing her father was not shared, and it was forgivable for her Murong Yu to kill her immediately.
Shengwuwu's room was far away from Murong Shui's room, so when he came, Murong Shui's room had been blocked by people from the rivers and lakes.
Sheng Wuwu entered the door, and when he saw Murong Shui on the bed, his face turned very pale, and he patted Murong Yu, who was still crying.
When Murong Yu saw the saint worry-free, he immediately threw himself into the arms of the saint and cried, crying and saying, "Brother worry-free, daddy, daddy, daddy." ”
But he couldn't say the next sentence.
Sheng Wuwu comforted Murong Yu and immediately said: "Everyone, the night is heavy, please go back to your room to rest first, and when I find out the truth, I will tell you." ”
Murong Shui's death was indeed very miserable, and Murong Yu naturally reacted, just now he was so sad that he forgot to protect his father's body.
Everyone also understood this truth and walked out one after another.
But Li Mi said: "Carefree son should really be able to get the murderer this time, Li said goodbye." ”
In an instant, the room was full of people, and only the three of them remained.
Sheng Wuwu squatted in front of Peach Blossom and said, "Peach Blossom, who killed my master?" ”