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'Bai Chujiu' played with her slender fingers, forcibly suppressing the urge to stuff her round and beautiful nails into her mouth, she urged the thread ball, and quietly attacked the old thing from behind.

The thread was like a parasite, burrowing through the old woman's pale bun and into her brain.

The grandmother seemed to be enduring the sharp pain like piercing her heart, and fell straight to the ground, her eyes widened unprecedentedly, and there was quite obvious bloodshot in her eyes!

If you look closely, you will find that these are not bloodshot at all, but red silk threads!

As if bewitched, the grandmother knelt down at Bai Chujiu, kowtowed her head in a proper manner, and her tone was unprecedentedly respectful: "If you go back to the master, you are the queen mother of the dynasty." ”

The tone was extremely reverent, as if she were dealing with a god she believed in, admired but did not dare to approach, and did not even have the courage to raise her head to look at her.

The god, who was afraid of being defiled by her filth, smiled triumphantly: "Oh? So what is the name of the queen of the dynasty? ”

The grandmother opened her mouth with a smile on her face, her face flushed with excitement: "It's a black ......."

She was only halfway through this, as if someone had restrained her throat and kept her from speaking, and she held her neck and raised her head, her face covered with tears and snot.

The old lady felt very painful, and she pinned all her hopes on the girl in front of her, and she hoped that her gods would take her hand and help her drive away all that was uncomfortable......

But her face gradually became purple, her face was rapidly swollen, and her breathing was already short, and the hand she stretched out was not held by anyone, and she did not even touch it.

She felt that something seemed to be swimming in the green tendons on her neck, she looked at 'Bai Chujiu' in horror, and saw that she suddenly laughed, and there was endless ridicule and malice in her eyes.

This person...... She did it on purpose!

The constantly expanding grandmother, clasping her neck tightly, like a balloon that is constantly blown, becomes more and more drummed: "Queen Mother, Queen Mother......"

The balloon finally couldn't withstand the power beyond the upper limit, and finally ended his life in pieces.

In this kneeling place, a deep pit appeared, and scattered pieces of minced meat were scattered all over the ground, like a slaughterhouse that had just finished slaughtering, unbearable, and the smell of blood wafting everywhere was really unappetizing.

There was a lot of blood sprinkled on Bai Chujiu's snow-white robe, like the red paint splashed on the white paper by an art master, as if it was a blood-colored plum blossom, casual and eclectic, but with a charm of art, it was very good-looking.

'Bai Chujiu' restrained his smile, and with a flick of his sleeves, the dormitory returned to its original state.

Judging from the rare surname that the old thing said just now, and the way she died, it seems that it is an old acquaintance of hers, and it is the old acquaintance she once looked down on the most......

She was only slightly unhappy, although her old acquaintances were pressed by her everywhere at that time, but that guy lived longer than her, and he was married and sat in the position of the mother of a country......

'Bai Chujiu' secretly squeezed his hands, while eliminating the temporary leadership of Bai Chujiu's body: "It seems that you have forgotten the unbearable past, I have to teach you a good lesson, help you recall the memories, you will not forget your identity and the difference between dignity and inferiority, Miaojiang witch ......"