The wind swept through the door, raising the bloody hem of the little girl's skirt, and her clenched fists were still dripping with blood, drop by drop, knocking into everyone's eardrums.

Wang Yuxian stood up slowly, and he didn't digest the four words that Linlang said for a long time.

The hot pot soup base is still bubbling, and the dishes and chopsticks used by the first crowd are randomly piled next to it.

Wang Yuxian pursed his lips, he didn't want to confirm what Linlang said again, he looked at the little girl at the door who was trembling helplessly, and even for a moment, wishing that she had never pushed open the door.

If he didn't want to ask, someone next to him opened his mouth and asked, "How is it possible?" You repeat! ”

Linlang stumbled in, round scalp shoes

Chapter 55 of "The Second Kind of Death Docking" The murderer is being hit by his hand, please wait a moment,

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