Chapter 147: The Killing Sound of the Mysterious Old Man

Song Jiu took the order and retreated.

Song Yuyi got up elegantly and returned to the room.

"Brother Yi." Ye Qinqin said in a low voice.

Her heart was pounding, her head was swollen, and she lost her mind.

Can't believe it.

The person who wanted to kill her turned out to be the eldest aunt.

Her heart hurts.

Ye Qinqin buried his head in Song Yuyi's shoulder and sobbed in a low voice.

The slender, curly butterfly-like jet-black eyelashes trembled sadly.

The bright eyes shone with tears of pain.

Under the high bridge of the nose.

The cherry red lips were tightly pursed.

Song Yuyi bowed his head.

Stretched out his hand and hugged Ye Qinqin gently and lovingly.

The stunningly beautiful face is full of tenderness.

The long and narrow phoenix eyes are full of deep affection.

Tall and straight under the bridge of the nose.

The thin and crimson curved lips are beautiful, and they are doting on love.

"Don't be sad, those wolf-hearted people don't deserve to be sad."

Song Yuyi reached out with pity and wiped away the tears that slipped down Ye Qinqin's cheeks.

Cold teardrops.

smeared his fingers, making his heart inexplicably sour.

Song Yuyi's eyes were pitying,

"Qinqin, sleep well, I'll accompany you." Song Yuyi's voice is gentle and doting.

Ye Qinqin held Song Yuyi's hand tightly.

Lying in his arms.

Fall asleep slowly.

Song Yuyi carefully hugged Ye Qinqin and put her on the soft bed.

Bend down and take off Ye Qinqin's shoes.

Cover with a velvet quilt.

——

Hazy.

Ye Qinqin opened his eyes and saw the lush green grass under his feet.

She came to the space of the water drop jade pendant.

Her bright eyes gently flowed, looking for a small pure white sapling she had seen last time.

Nothing.

Ye Qinqin was surprised.

"Ahhhhhh......h

A small, pure white sapling emerges from the green meadow.

shouted at Ye Qinqin.

Ye Qinqin cautiously stepped forward.

Don't dare to approach.

She was afraid of the pure white sapling and avoided it in fright.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Ye Qinqin said softly.

The small pure white sapling cringed.

It's like being tangled.

Ye Qinqin stood still, his palms held flat, and stretched out to the pure white sapling.

"If you want to believe me, jump into the palm of my hand. If you don't believe me, I'll turn around and leave, and I won't bother you again. Ye Qinqin said seriously.

Sincere and calm eyes.

Righteousness is awe-inspiring.

The pure white sapling hesitated, half loud, and jumped into Ye Qinqin's palm.

Ye Qinqin rejoiced.

Reaching out and stroking the pure white sapling.

Slender and slender fingers, a sudden pain.

It's like being poked into the skin by a needle.

A drop of blood, seeping into the small pure white sapling.

The pure white sapling looks like drunk.

staggered from Ye Qinqin's palm to the green grass.

Ye Qinqin smiled.

Get ready to pick up small pure white saplings.

Suddenly, a fierce killing sound came.

"Put it down, that's mine."

Ye Qinqin was surprised.

Her water droplet jade pendant space, there are people who can transmit voices.

Ye Qinqin was stunned.

Raise your voice: "Who are you?" ”

No one responded.

Suddenly, the voice just now was just an illusion.

Ye Qinqin waited for a long time.

The murderous voice did not appear.

"Hallucinations." Ye Qinqin muttered.

One one

Lost in the night

A blue-brick hut that looks crumbling and struggling between falling and not falling.

In the dim light, a mysterious old man with an ordinary appearance and dressed in black.

His eyes burst with a cold light.

Staring at the pale green droplets on the table.

"Put it down, that's mine." The mysterious old man's voice was fierce and killing.