"Aunt Wen, ......" Qiao Mu whispered these three words, and his voice contained a touch of unusual playfulness.

Don't understand why? You don't have to.

Just know that I don't need you to participate in my future life!

If you stay away from me, I can still let you go. However, if it has to be so stupidly approached, then it ...... It can only make you die!

I don't mind my hands being stained with your blood, because that's what you owe me all my life!

Since Heaven has chosen not to repay you, then I will solve your scourge with my own hands!

Qiao Mu stood in front of him, his eyes deep in front of him. A touch of afterglow at dusk rendered the sky in the distance into a sunset red, which contrasted with the blood in front of him.

The small body was suddenly lifted up horizontally, and only she knew how tight this body was, but under the expulsion of this pressing warmth, she was slightly relieved.

"Cleaned up. The prince dropped a word, and walked away with the child in his arms without looking back.

Standing on the high platform, facing the mirror to sort out the dark flowers of messy hair and rotten flesh, he sighed when he heard the words, "I didn't expect that not only would I have to pretend to be a corpse puppet, but I would chase a woman all over the street like a happy person!

When the subordinates are so bitter!

Raising her sleeve and sniffing the stench, Darkflower was almost stunned by herself.

It's hard to be a young man with an undercurrent before, and he has been pretending to be a corpse puppet for many days, and he is dressed up like this person and ghost every day!

It's really stinking!

"Whoa!!" The Darkflower boy let out a burst of "corpse golem roars", screaming out to attract a group of people.

"Ahh "Phew, when I go home, I have to ask the prince for a few throat lozenges to take, so that Nima's throat hurts so much!

It's a pity that the boy yelled for a long time, how could the common people dare to come and look for death! I heard that there were corpses in the opera garden, who would dare to trespass without permission?

Fortunately, someone went to inform the city lord Gu.

City Lord Gu was not too slow to come, and when he gathered a group of people and horses and rushed over with an ugly face, it was almost half an hour later.

Not long after everyone stepped into the lonely garden, they saw Wen Ruwan lying on the ground in front of the theater, dead and blind.

City Lord Gu and the others were shocked for a second, and many people were holding weapons aimed at the dead corpse Wen Ruwan, for fear that she would jump out and cheat the corpse in the next second!

After waiting for a long time and there was no response, the city lord Gu waved his hand with a dark face and said, "Go, search everywhere!

Of course, the result was nothing, and the dark flower boy was not stupid, of course, after attracting people, he slipped away with oil on the soles of his feet.

"City Lord, what should I do with this girl?" Zhang Yan only felt that the dead woman was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember when he had seen it. After all, he dealt with so many people entering the city in one day, how could everyone remember it.

"You have to burn it quickly, so as not to deceive the corpse and puppet it when you get it. Gu City Lord immediately decided, "After the burning, someone will go to check her identity, and I will always report to her family." ”

After speaking, the city lord Gu sighed, these days, I have to see dead people every day, and the city lord Gu is used to it.

Zhang Yan nodded when he heard this, and commanded several strong men to put the girl in a body bag and transport it away.

A fire burned Wen Ruwan and burned everything to ashes.

Something flashed in front of Qiao Mu's eyes, and she stood quietly on an arc-shaped arch bridge, her eyes fixed on the thin flowing water below the bridge.

The little hand flipped slightly, and a white jade porcelain bottle lay quietly in the palm of the hand.

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It's a little late today, because the author wants to change it five times in a row! Now the author wants to slow my neck. See you tomorrow ......