"Si Jinmo, you bastard......"

She bit her lip tightly and glared at the man fiercely.

"Gu Yisheng, who gave you the guts to dare to scold me?"

Suddenly, he grabbed her by the neck, and his voice was horribly outrageous.

After a few seconds, he sneered, let go of his big palm, and then, with a hard pull, he dragged the thin little man to the ground and fell in front of the chair.

"Since you still have the strength, it is better for you to bury the shallow with your own hands and kneel in front of her grave for a day and a night."

Overhead, a man's cold, ice-like voice came.

Gu Yisheng raised her eyes when she heard this, and the black urn immediately met her eyes.

Suddenly, she was so frightened that she retreated again and again, her expression full of horror.

This is......

Is it the urn of Isamo?

"Why are you scared?"

Clamping her jaw, the curvature of the side face outlined a cold color, and said gloomily.

"Hold it."

Another undoubted voice hit Su Liangsheng's ears.

She looked at the man, and saw that his wild and unrestrained face was full of anger, and the slightly cool thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

After a while, the woman on the ground didn't make any movement, and Si Jinmo was no longer patient, so she suddenly stuffed the urn into her arms.

Immediately after, a magnetic voice suddenly sounded, "If you dare to throw it away, I will kill your father immediately." ”

"Get up and come with me."

He said so, took a step ahead of her, and walked straight out of the room.

Garden.

Si Jinmo erected Yi Qianmo's tombstone in the garden of the Qianjia villa, because this is the place where he and Qianqian fell in love when he was a child, and the tombstone is surrounded by enchanting and beautiful red mandalas, representing his love for her to the bone.

The name Yi Qianmo, from childhood to adulthood, has long been deeply integrated into his blood and bones!

At this time, Gu Yisheng also came here with the urn in his arms, and stood beside the man expressionlessly.

She only listened, and he suddenly yelled, "Get out, get out of here." ”

In the end, she was stunned for a moment, put down the urn, turned around and left without looking back.

When he was about to reach the door, the man shouted from behind his back, "Stand there and wait for me, don't leave." ”

Gu Yisheng's figure was stubborn and straight, and his petite and thin body was blown by the cold wind.

In the garden, Si Jinmo gently put Yi Qianmo's urn into the soil behind the tombstone.

A touch of tenderness that has never been felt before appeared on the faces of the upside-down beings, and there was endless pampering in the narrow cold eyes, and the corners of the mouth were faintly hooked with a soft arc.

That's it, when everything was done, he stretched out his fingertips, touched the picture on the tombstone bit by bit, and whispered softly deep in his throat; "Shallow ......"

"Don't worry, I will avenge you, and I will let her pay back ten times and a hundred times the person who hurt you."

When the words fell, Si Jinmo clenched his fists, got up coldly, and walked towards the petite outside the door.

"Gu Yisheng, come here."

His thin lips opened lightly, not allowing her to speak, and immediately picked her up and strode to the tombstone.

"Get on your knees."

Gu Yisheng wrinkled his eyebrows and looked at him in astonishment, as if he had heard a fantasy that he couldn't believe it.

What did he say?

Get her on her knees? Kneel down for Isamo!

How can this be?

"Gu Yisheng, don't let me repeat it a second time!"

Si Jinmo stared at her coldly, his eyes were slightly deep, glowing with gloom.

Gu Yisheng still turned a deaf ear to his words, and stood there straight.

He no longer held back, raised his big bony palm, and pressed her down fiercely.