The iron rod fell, smashing against the body with a muffled sound.

Ruan Qi felt the person holding her tremble violently.

The hot blood spurted out again.

A few drops splashed on Ruan Qi's face, slowly sliding down his eyelids into his eyes.

She froze, and the hoarse voice of a teenager sounded in her ears again.

"Don't be afraid ......"

For some reason, Ruan Qi's heart trembled suddenly.

She subconsciously grabbed his clothes and was about to speak, but found that her body suddenly sank.

Ruan Qi's heart 'chuckled'.

She hurriedly pushed the boy on her body, but the boy didn't respond to her.

"This kid is dead?" The rude shouting rang out again.

"Not dead, but dying. Now what? ”

"Drag the little girl out first!"

As he spoke, Ruan Qi felt that someone was pulling him.

Intense fear and despair rose inexplicably in her heart.

"! This kid is dizzy and hugs him so tightly! ”

"The little girl can't pull it out, it's too tight!"

"Take off this kid's fingers and arms!"

The sound of oozing bones cracking came again and again.

The men were unloading the boy's fingers and arms.

Ruan Qi trembled all over, and blood-stained tears rained down like rain.

Suddenly, her body lightened.

The boy who was holding her down was gone.

A pair of big grown men's hands reached over and picked her up roughly.

"Deal with that kid! He looked at our faces and killed us directly! ”

Ruan Qi struggled for a moment.

She quickly turned her head.

A teenager in a white shirt and black pants lay face down in a pool of blood.

Two men lifted him up one by one, and walked briskly towards the river not far away.

“…… Don't ......" Ruan Qi cried and shouted, "Don't! Don't throw him! ”

Whoa——!

The calm surface of the river gradually made a huge splash.

Like a lifeless stone, the boy slowly sank to the bottom of the river.

"Iceberg Brother ——!!!"

"Don't!"

The girl sat up from the bed abruptly.

Cold sweat slowly slipped down his forehead, and his bloodless face was a little paler than before he went to bed.

In the dimly lit bedroom, there was only the sound of heavy, rapid gasps.

The May breeze blew in through the cracks in the curtains and caressed her face gently.

Ruan Qi's mind gradually became clearer.

She looked up, her gaze slowly scanning the bedroom.

The black and white room, this is the Xi family.

It turned out to be a nightmare.

Ruan Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and the fear and panic in his heart faded like a tide.

She wiped the cold sweat from her head and turned her head to look at the bed.

What about Jiujiu?

The little girl lifted the quilt and stepped out of bed barefoot.

But maybe it's because the situation in the dream is too terrifying, and just a few steps away, my legs suddenly go limp.

She hurriedly held on to the bookshelves closest to her.

The bookshelf trembled slightly, and in the top layer of lattice, a notebook that could not be dropped fell to the floor with a 'snap'.

Ruan Qi was taken aback.

She lowered her head and saw the three words on the cover of the notebook-

Sketchbook.

Ruan Qi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that when he first came to Xi's house, he also saw this book in Xi Jiu's bedroom.

At that time, she wanted to look at it, but Gong Qi suddenly came in to deliver food, and it passed.

Sketchbook?

Could it be a painting painted by Jiujiu?

The little girl suddenly became a little interested.

She bent down to pick up the sketchbook, leaned against the shelf, and slowly flipped it open.

Click-

There was a sudden knock at the door.

Ruan Qi paused, turned his head to look at the door.

Xi Jiu, dressed in a black shirt and trousers, walked in silently.

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