Qian'er walked up to a huge gramophone, slowly pulled a disc from the vinyl record, and put it into the gramophone, and the deafening music suddenly sounded.

It is Beethoven's sonata "Pathétique".

"I've heard it, such a beautiful song, his name is the truest portrayal of you now, the position of the head of the family is not something you give us first and we can serve the public, only when you die, we can take this seat and surrender happily. ”

Different from Luo Zijun's bitter pleading, Luo Ziqian obviously couldn't accept that his sister in front of him treated him like this.

On weekdays, I saw that she was young, and she never treated him well, but the result was to raise a tiger!

"Then you kill us with one sword!" Luo Zijun supported the ground with his hands and wanted to get up, but the corpse poison on his body was like a huge net imprisoning every inch of skin, every bone, and even, every breath of his body.

"Of course I can't kill you, the Lord will not allow blood to stain my hands. ”

"Lord...... Host...... When are you ...... Daddy doesn't let it...... Are you allowed to be religious......"

"Dad, oh, yes, and Dad, if Dad can survive tonight, maybe I will accept Dad's punishment, but unfortunately it seems that the probability of this is not very large, at least Brother Zikai will not allow it. ”

The implication was obvious, Luo Ziqian couldn't believe his ears at all.

What are these two little children thinking, what are they going to do, don't let go of themselves, why even the father......

It's too sudden.,The sister who is silent on weekdays.,The younger brother with a hippie smile.,Someone who has never seen it with the right eye.,Actually...... Actually......

"Actually, you two straw bales, Dad doesn't like you for a long time, do you know why the little brother didn't come back, because he was helping his father carry out the snake belly plan, you may not even know what the snake belly plan is, it's really pitiful. ”

Luo Ziqian wanted to speak, but the corpse spots that climbed on his body had gradually lost his ability to speak with his face.

"As for my little garden, that's where I specifically helped my father make zuò toxin, my father knows, but you still don't know, it's like now, it's very strange, shouldn't corpse spot poison have a taste, but I have already researched a tasteless spray. ”

Luo Ziqian stared at a pair of eyes, his hands scratched the corpse spots on his neck, his skin had been scratched, and the scars were shocking.

It's like you're watching a show.

Rosie sat on the couch with a glass of orange juice in her hand, and the music on the gramophone was slow and beautiful.

But the two people on the ground were constantly moving, wriggling, and twisting like maggots.

"Actually, you could have been immortal, and the Lord gave every sinner a chance, but it's a pity that you didn't cherish it. ”

“...... Say!" Luo Zijun tried his best but could only say this one word, and his body was already red as blood, and his skin gradually began to burn.

Later, the more terrifying the power of the corpse poison became!

"Do you remember that greeting card, which wrote the message that I want your life tonight, if you had spent money to buy it at that time, maybe you wouldn't have died today, maybe the people who died today are me and my little brother, but it's a pity ......"

Rosier's eyes were full of contempt, "So, what's the use, sooner or later it's all dead waste." ”