Inside the cabinet was a pale skull, and several incomplete bones.

The skull and other bones were covered with tiny tooth marks, and the eye sockets were the most severe, gnawed a little bigger.

Bai Tu was stunned, almost bitten by a mouse, threw the mouse into the sink, approached the cabinet again, and carefully took out the skull to look at it.

Hanshu approached her, his chest against her back, and asked again in confusion, "Aren't you afraid?" ”

Bai Tu didn't answer his question, put the skull on the table, closed his eyes and sighed heavily: "This is fresh bone." ”

Hanshu rubbed his face against her neck, "And then?" ”

"It should be the player who left the piece of paper."

Hanshu paused, "Oh. ”

Bai Tu lowered his eyes and couldn't see his expression clearly, which made Han Shu a little uncomfortable, as if something was about to get out of control.

He hated it.

If something gets out of hand, destroy it.

Bai Tu stood for a while, and found a new set of dissecting tools, which had not been opened, and the scalpel and bone scissors were shiny and sharp.

She grabbed the rat in the sink and stabbed it in her throat, blood gushed out, and the simple and crude method of killing a pig had another strong beauty in her hands.

Hanshu held his breath.

She lowered her eyes, and bright red blood flowed down her hand, forming a strong contrast between one red and one hundred.

Han Shu stared at her hand, watching the blood beads slide down her arm, her breathing became rapid little by little, and her blood-colored eyes were dim.

Rub it on the blood before the elbow flows, and wipe it with the root of your palm at will, and the blood stains instantly stain a large area of white skin.

The tight string in his brain broke instantly, and Han Shu walked towards Bai Tu step by step, clasping her shoulders and pressing them in his arms.

"Tu Tu."

Poof—

The dying rat in his hand suddenly turned into a black mist and dissipated.

Midnight at half past eleven.

Bai Tu pushed and refused the cold shu pressed on his body, "Don't make trouble, there is no time." ”

Han Shu was reluctant to let go, pinched Bai Tu's neck and shackled her to the bed, lowered his head and kissed her shoulder, "Yes." ”

"How do you know?"

"I said yes, yes."

"You...... Not! ”

After tossing for more than half an hour, Bai Tu was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to lift his fingertips. Inside the cabinet was a pale skull, and several incomplete bones.

The skull and other bones were covered with tiny tooth marks, and the eye sockets were the most severe, gnawed a little bigger.

Bai Tu was stunned, almost bitten by a mouse, threw the mouse into the sink, approached the cabinet again, and carefully took out the skull to look at it.

Hanshu approached her, his chest against her back, and asked again in confusion, "Aren't you afraid?" ”

Bai Tu didn't answer his question, put the skull on the table, closed his eyes and sighed heavily: "This is fresh bone." ”

Hanshu rubbed his face against her neck, "And then?" ”

"It should be the player who left the piece of paper."

Hanshu paused, "Oh. ”

Bai Tu lowered his eyes and couldn't see his expression clearly, which made Han Shu a little uncomfortable, as if something was about to get out of control.

He hated it.

If something gets out of hand, destroy it.

Bai Tu stood for a while, and found a new set of dissecting tools, which had not been opened, and the scalpel and bone scissors were shiny and sharp.

She grabbed the rat in the sink and stabbed it in her throat, blood gushed out, and the simple and crude method of killing a pig had another strong beauty in her hands.

Hanshu held his breath.

She lowered her eyes, and bright red blood flowed down her hand, forming a strong contrast between one red and one hundred.

Han Shu stared at her hand, watching the blood beads slide down her arm, her breathing became rapid little by little, and her blood-colored eyes were dim.

Rub it on the blood before the elbow flows, and wipe it with the root of your palm at will, and the blood stains instantly stain a large area of white skin.

The tight string in his brain broke instantly, and Han Shu walked towards Bai Tu step by step, clasping her shoulders and pressing them in his arms.

"Tu Tu."

Poof—

The dying rat in his hand suddenly turned into a black mist and dissipated.

Midnight at half past eleven.

Bai Tu pushed and refused the cold shu pressed on his body, "Don't make trouble, there is no time." ”

Han Shu was reluctant to let go, pinched Bai Tu's neck and shackled her to the bed, lowered his head and kissed her shoulder, "Yes." ”

"How do you know?"

"I said yes, yes."

"You...... Not! ”

After tossing for more than half an hour, Bai Tu was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to lift his fingertips.