"It stinks! I don't care about you! ”

"Fuck off! You dirty, smelly old woman! ”

"Let's get this woman away!"

"Get out! Get out of our village! ”

"Where is this?" The ragged woman held her head in her hands, leaning her body, and was beaten by everyone and fled, but she still asked stubbornly. The hoarse voice was too hard, and it was more sharp, and it was extremely difficult to hear.

"We won't tell you, lest you remember it and come back next time!" A domineering and fierce teenager's voice.

"You are spicy, dirty, and ugly, so we don't want to talk to you!" The voice of a proud little girl.

"Yes! Get out! If you don't get out, we'll beat you out! The voices of the other teenagers were vicious.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

Several loud sounds in succession were the crisp sound of bamboo poles or stones hitting the body.

"A bunch of wild children dare to bully themselves!" The anger in the woman's chest was finally aroused, "Die! Give me all the death! ”

A terrifying momentum suddenly woke up from the woman, and a gust of wind suddenly blew around, and the ground under the scorching August sun suddenly had a cold and infiltrating atmosphere.

The children inexplicably felt their scalps tingling and had difficulty breathing, as if they were being choked by invisible hands.

The woman stood up straight and smiled bitterly: "Hahaha, I, Yang Juan, am alive again!" It's alive again! She couldn't remember how many times she had been knocked down by Su Yu, and she couldn't remember how she got to this strange ghost place. But that incredibly strong recovery ability brought her back to life again!

God is on her side again!

After the excitement, there is a bitter helplessness of escaping death. The voice of her yelling and screaming became like a cry, and there was endless resentment and sorrow. Although it was laughing, it made the people who heard it angry and irritated.

"She's a lunatic!" The children covered their ears and shouted.

"Maniacs are contagious! Chase her away! Kill her! ”

The children were anxious and took poles and wooden sticks to poke them.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Yang Juan waved his hand, and the children immediately screamed and flew out upside down, some flew upside down and hit each other and finally fell to the ground, some hit the wall and vomited blood, and some rolled on the ground, bruised and swollen.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen children surrounding Yang Juan all fell to the ground. Some were terrified and cried out loud. Some of them fainted directly.

"My child!" Some adults exclaimed, rushed over, and when they saw the miserable condition of their children, they immediately turned around and threw themselves at Yang Juan to tear them up.

"You old woman! Lunatic. You dare to hit my child. I'm fighting with you! ”

"Old woman?" Yang Juan was dizzy with anger. She is the age of a flower, and she is called an old woman!

"Bang!" With a ruthless kick, he kicked a middle-aged woman who rushed up and flew out. Another kick and kicked another man to the point of spitting blood.

But the title of this old woman made Yang Juan feel like a thorn in his heart after all. After knocking down a group of people, with a shake of his body, he rushed into a clothing store and stood in front of a mirror.

What was clearly reflected in the mirror was a tousled gray hair, a wrinkled face, and a face that looked at least sixty years old......

"Ahh

"Madman, the monster is coming—"

The clerks in the clothing store woke up from their stupor, screaming for their lives.

A crazy woman who can punch a big hole in the wall, it's terrible!

"Monsters! Aliens! ”

Suddenly, the town was boiling, and people ran and fled. Someone called the police, and some of the brave ones rushed over to see what was going on.

Yang Juan vented, grabbed a few sets of clothes casually, and ran away.

She became like this, it must be a side effect of the drug! It turned out that the sudden luck came with another bad news! Her great strength was obtained at the expense of youth!

No! She doesn't want it! She doesn't want to! She was unwilling!

Who is it? Who drugged her? Who drugged her without her consent?

"You've got one month to live! Cherish the rest of your days! A voice suddenly came to mind. As she ran away with all her might, the man admonished with pity.

"Charblen! Su Yu! Yang Juan shouted fiercely, like a wolf who was unwilling to die before he died, "If you only have one month left to live, I will let you live in hell every day!" ”

She instantly understood that this kind of medicine that exchanged life for strength would not have made her grow old so quickly. It was Su Yu, who tricked her into abusing her and beating her, which made her exhaust her medicinal power and develop her full potential, and at the same time accelerated the aging of her body!

She also understood that it must be Xia Bolun who gave her medicine!

The people she sent to investigate Su Yu found out that Xia Bolun was using Su Yu to do an experiment. That's why Su Yu suddenly had an incredibly powerful strength.

So, will he be another test subject for Chablen?

When he was on the verge of death, he gave himself another medicine and wanted to compare the effects of the two medicines!

No wonder Su Yu also has medicine to enhance strength!

I have to say that Yang Juan's guess is infinitely close to the truth.

But the truth is bloody despair!

At this moment, the hatred and resentment in Yang Juan's heart have reached the apex of her life!

"Xia Bolun, Su Yu, I swear by the rest of my life, I will make you worse than dead!" Yang Juan roared at the top of his throat, running wildly, aimlessly, with endless hatred.

I don't know how long I ran wildly, Yang Juan finally ran to a big river, laughed wildly and plunged into it......

At the same time, in the wilderness a few kilometers away, a young man in white who was not in a hurry and walked every step as if he had measured the size of the square stopped with a light "heh".

"I seem to have heard the names of Xiao Lunzi and Xiao Yudian!" As the young man spoke, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and when he took another step, the direction was the big river where Yang Juan was.

This person is undoubtedly Mo Wen.

Yang Juan soaked enough in the water and his mood stabilized a little, so he carefully washed his body and put on the clothes he had come from the clothing store.

Stand on the shore and quietly look at the shadows reflected in the water.

After taking care of the refreshing, she looks a little younger and a little more energetic. But there are no wrinkles on his face, and he still looks close to sixty years old.

Sixty years old, what a desperate number! She is still at the age of flowers, there are still many, many dreams that have not been realized, and there are still many hateful people who have not been cleaned up, how can she become sixty years old after waking up?

Moreover, it is not this age number that is desperate, but that she only has one month to live! From then on, the rest of her life will be accurate to every minute and every second......

Just as she was thinking wildly, she suddenly noticed a white shadow in the water, standing behind her.

Is it a human or a ghost? I didn't hear a single footstep!

Yang Juan was taken aback, turned around suddenly, and suddenly stayed in place as if he had been electrocuted.

This is the most beautiful man she has ever seen in her life. Not one of them!

A long hair with a dizzy shawl, white as snow, without a trace of impurities. The face is as white as jade, and his facial features are like pearls or jade scattered high and low, which are appropriately inlaid on his face, lining his face like a bright crescent moon, so beautiful that there is no trace of fireworks.

Yang Juan never thought that a man could also be described as "beautiful". But apart from this word, I can't think of another word that is enough to encompass everything for a while.

In addition to his appearance and temperament, his dress is also amazing. white knee-length robes, with embroidered lace on the cuffs and corners also white; White trousers and white boots are visible under the robe.

This dress, with an ancient Chinese style, a hint of European aristocratic style, and a paranoid all-white, should look unusually eye-catching and alternative in such a world. But in Yang Juan's eyes, it is so natural and fresh, and it is natural. It's as if this person should have been born to dress like this, to be so dignified.

Such a person is like coming out of a painting. The face is bright, the temperament is pure, and it implies endless dignity.

Even after seeing this person, her hate-filled heart instantly calmed down.

Is this an angel from heaven to earth? (To be continued.) )