Fang Dexing was choked by a force, like thousands of steel needles pierced into his throat, and his heart hurt. The worst thing is that he can't see what force is pinching him, so he has to fight in all directions with his fists in a panic.

At this time, Li Tan, who was not far away, also grew his mouth, and looked at the strips of fabric flying without wind in amazement, and looked at Fang Dexing, who suddenly went crazy.

Wanjing watched him struggle indifferently for a while before pulling out a red rope from his cuff and putting it on Fang Dexing's wrist unhurriedly. She can't let Zuo Qingliu kill him now, and Li Tan hasn't solved it yet.

The red rope was on Fang Dexing's wrist, and Zuo Qingliu immediately screamed sadly, was bounced away, and retreated to the edge of the drying field. She opened her mouth wide and let out a very sharp cry, and the tongue in her mouth fell out of her mouth, which was also bright red.

That cry had been heard on the banks of the River Styx, and it seemed that only a ghost could make such a sound, and it was utter despair.

People can express their most intense despair with death, but what about ghosts? That's what you cry like, right? The living cannot hear, and will never understand, the inability to redeem.

Zuo Qingliu wandered around Fang Dexing frantically, bringing up strips of swinging silk cloth, just like her unwilling resentment, stirring the air extremely depressed. Even Lin Yu and Li Tan, who were standing on the side, felt it.

Fang Dexing pressed his neck, coughed, and even coughed out blood foam. After slowing down for a while, he felt a little more relieved, and he stood up and swung his fist at the evening mirror.

The fist was stopped by a palm in front of the evening mirror door, and as soon as the palm was clenched, Fang Dexing's hand twisted and pressed back, and with a clatter, the joint was removed.

Lin Yu pushed the screaming Fang Dexing to the ground and clapped his hands. Wanjing walked over and looked at Fang Dexing condescendingly, "Young Master Fang, what did you think just now?" ”

Fang Dexing's face was pale, with beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead, he didn't know whether it was pain or fright, and shouted at the evening mirror in panic: "Who are you!" Zuo Qingliu is you! ”

Wanjing smiled, "When you did unrighteous things, did you ever think that there is no retribution in this world that cannot come. ”

"It's none of my business!" Fang Dexing shouted: "She was going to hang herself!" I didn't kill her! ”

"You promised Miss Zuo the Bald Mandarin Alliance, but you went back on your word and ignored a piece of sincerity, how is it different from killing her?" Wanjing's eyes were ghostly, staring at Fang Dexing and saying, "Do you know that Zuo Qingliu died in a wedding dress." ”

"I don't know! I want to know that she has such a fierce temperament......" He suddenly trembled, as if he realized something, and peeked around: "Is she here?" ”

Evening Mirror nodded slowly.

Fang Dexing's face was gray, his expression was distorted a little terrifying, and he asked in a trembling voice: "...... just now?"

"It's her." Wanjing said indifferently, "We can't stop her, it's up to you." ”

Fang Dexing was stunned for a while, and suddenly jumped up as if someone had been pricked, knelt on the ground with a bang, and began to kowtow in all directions, kowtowing and shouting: "Qingliu, Qingliu!" I was wrong! I shouldn't lie to your feelings, I shouldn't lie to you to elope, and I shouldn't lie to you to steal the dye recipe at home! Aoyagi! You are a lot, you spare me, you spare me! I will marry you, and I will marry you in the next life! Aoyagi ......"

Li Tan suddenly ran over from the side, kicked Fang Dexing in the chest, kicked him to the ground and kicked him a few times indiscriminately, startling Lin Yu and Wanjing, they didn't expect this nerd to beat people.

"You ......" Li Tan's expression seemed to be crying, his eyes were red, and he pointed at Fang Dexing, who was lying on the ground, and scolded: "Ruthless villain! ”

Lin Yu sighed and shook his head a little helplessly.

"How could Aoyagi fall in love with someone like you! If she hadn't had you, she would have been able to marry me! I won't let her cry, I won't let her feel sad and tired, I won't hurt her by a single hair! But you killed her! Li Tan said angrily, and couldn't help kicking a few times, "Such a beautiful woman, how can you bear to treat it like this!" If you don't like it, why bother with it! If you can't do it, why promise! Aoyagi is ......, she is really unladylike! ”

Li Tan wiped her tears and shrugged her shoulders from crying, "I wrote so many poems to her, she couldn't hear them." Why can't Aoyagi wait, he will be happy, and he will be happy if he marries me......"

Lin Yu patted Li Tan on the shoulder, looking at him, he didn't know how to comfort him. Life and death are two places, yin and yang are separated, and everything is too light. was silent for a long time, and had no choice but to say that there was no reason.