2249 A room (forty-two)
Han Yue was stunned, "How could it be ......" She was a little surprised, judging from the last time Yang Qiuhong fought with her and almost didn't strangle her, she was very healthy.
Su Kui shook his head, "Of course not, you take a closer look at her face." β
Yang Qiuhong couldn't hear them anymore, holding the dead meat, humming a lullaby softly, crying and laughing, like crazy.
Han Yue followed the voice, carefully looked at Yang Qiuhong's face, and when her eyes touched the thing in her arms, her eyes jumped, and she couldn't bear to look away. The more I looked at Yang Qiuhong's face, the more surprised I was.
No wonder she likes to keep her head down so that no one can see her face, it turns out that this is the case!
I don't know when, Yang Qiuhong's face shriveled down at a speed visible to the naked eye, her cheeks were sunken, and the flesh on it seemed to have been ripped away raw. The undersides of her eyes were blue and black, her skin was gray, and what was even more surprising was that Han Yue found a few spots on her exposed neck.
That's a corpse spot!
A living person actually has corpse spots that only the dead will grow!! It's incredible!!
"W-What's wrong with her?!" Han Yue asked with a trembling voice.
"Heh, it's just a self-inflicted end, she fed the dead baby with her heart's work, and sooner or later she will be backlashed, and now it's just a phenomenon of being backlashed in the early days." Ji Feng sneered and introduced in a low voice, his dark eyes were as deep as ink.
Yu Shasha's eyes were complicated, she didn't know who to hate now, Yang Qiuhong was holding a child who shouldn't exist at all, like a madman, Han Yue was no better, and on her neck, there were still the pinching marks left by Yang Qiuhong that day.
"What about my husband? Xu Dahai, what is his crime, why did he kill him? Thinking of her husband's death, Yu Sasha's eyes crawled with a touch of indescribable anger, and asked Yang Qiuhong faintly.
Hearing this, Yang Qiuhong felt no guilt, but laughed lowly when eating.
"Hehehehe...... All damned, all damned, slut! β
"You-"
Yu Shasha never thought that after coming to this point, Yang Qiuhong actually didn't have any regrets. A fierce light burst out of her eyes, and when no one reacted, she grabbed the glass on the coffee table and smashed it at Yang Qiuhong.
"You vicious woman, you will definitely go to the eighteenth layer of hell after you die, and you will not die well!!"
"Yu Shasha!"
Su Kui squinted, the matter is not over yet, Yang Qiuhong is not the only murderer, and there is one that has not been found.
Yang Qiuhong didn't react, the ghost baby lay limp in her arms, twitching from time to time, spitting foul-smelling blood from her mouth, looking terrifying and desolate.
In these things, everyone is wrong, but it should not be wrong again and again!
The back of Yang Qiuhong's head was hit by a glass, and red blood suddenly gushed out, but she seemed to be unconscious, humming nursery rhymes repeatedly in her mouth, with a weird smile on the corner of her lips.
"There is another person, Wang Jun, won't you come out?"
This sentence instantly made Yu Shasha and Han Yue surprised that they no longer paid attention to Yang Qiuhong's affairs, and their eyes were surprised.
"What? Wang Jun?! β
"Isn't heβhe's dead?"
Han Yue was already tortured to the point of madness, "What the hell is going on?" β
"Then let another person come out and explain," Su Kui hooked his lips, held Ji Feng's hand, and motioned for him to open Wang Jun's door.
Ji Feng shook his head, sighed, walked over and kicked open Wang Jun's door, full of violence.