My mind is full of doubts, who is the one who controls my body, why... She didn't know what that mysterious power was, why, that consciousness made her kill Fan Mo.

She could clearly feel the hatred welling up in her chest, almost annihilating all consciousness in her mind.

The closed eyes opened slightly, and Su Qi's eyes were clear: "Aren't you afraid, I really killed you?" "Ghost, although he has already died once, it is impossible to die a second time so easily.

But... But the soul can be scattered.

All things in the world are born together, that is, there is mutual restraint.

"If you can kill me, then I will die willingly at your hands." Almost without any hesitation, Fan Mo's thin lips opened slightly, and an indifferent and cold voice resounded throughout the room.

His ink eyes were cold, and he couldn't feel any emotion at all.

Heart... There seems to be sadness.

Su Qi's other uninjured hand slowly stretched out, slowly coming to his face from mid-air, his fingertips trembling and touching his skin, obviously... He's so close to him.

But there is a distance between the sky and the earth.

Always not close.

"Are you so sure I can't kill you?"

Su Qi spoke, his hand left his face, subconsciously clenched into a fist, and turned his face slightly to hide the sadness in his eyes, yes, he was right.

I don't have any ability to kill him at all.

Everything was controlled by Fan Mo in her own hands, and she couldn't touch everything at all, let alone kill him.

"If I kill you, won't the entire underworld come to my house for revenge? Su Qi laughed at himself, killed him, and lost the entire Su family, his life, unavoidably, the price was too great.

Forcibly ignoring the pain in his arm, Su Qi closed his eyes, and ordered himself not to think about it so much, what he had to do now was to run his own shop.

And everything that is not under your control, all... One step at a time.

When Su Qi opened his eyes again, the depths of his eyes were full of cold light: "Okay, I'm fine, you put me down!" Zou Hai: They're still in the dungeon, and I'm going to settle their business. ”

It seems that he is so weak, if he doesn't get his consent, then he can't even struggle with his arms.

Such... How else could she kill him?

Not to mention killing him yourself, even protecting yourself is a difficult thing.

Fan Mo's ink eyes have always stayed at the wound on her arm, and his arms have always imprisoned her body, preventing him from struggling out of his embrace, and he has not spoken for a long time.

His hand reached out in midair, covering her wound downward.

At the moment of contact, Su Qi suddenly gasped in pain, and directly wanted to withdraw her arm, but her whole body was weak and she didn't need any strength, her palm-sized face was pale, and there was almost no blood.

"It hurts..."

The piercing pain lasted for about thirty seconds.

A cold feeling hit her body, and the hot pain disappeared little by little, replaced by a feeling of coldness, and even, slightly itchy.

By the time Fan Mo's hand was withdrawn again, the wound on her arm had now completely healed.