Widow Jiang has a more pungent temperament than ordinary women, and belongs to the type who does not cry when she sees the coffin. Ordinary people and things can't control her.

Even if she was willing to take his place for her son, it was clear from the scene that the person who shot it did not intend to let go of those present.

With her style, others make her unhappy, even before she dies, she will make others unhappy.

Why......

And why did that person leave Jiang Fool alone?

What is the purpose of keeping him?

Jiang Jinyue re-sorted out everything and found a few commonalities.

Every time it comes to a critical moment, there is either a sudden change, or the scene is blurred, in short, it is not clear to see.

The most peculiar thing is the reaction of Jiang Fool!

That tangled emotion of being both afraid and unwilling to leave has always haunted Jiang Jinyue's heart.

She made a bold guess, will the person who made the move be the rich man who bought Xiao Jiang in recent months?

If so, then it makes sense to explain the origin of Jiang Fool's emotions, and if not, then why did that person never show his face during the whole process from appearance to departure?

There are many ways to not want others to know what they look like, and no one can recognize them by wearing a mask casually, so why use such a troublesome and risky way?

After thinking about it, Jiang Jinyue finally focused on the "rich people".

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

Huahua smelled a hint of danger, and saw that he didn't want to do anything with him, and he didn't want to let people go, and he was afraid that something would happen if he continued to entangle with him.

She lowered her hand, gave a boring smile, and turned to leave, not stopping for a moment.

Seeing this, the little ghost was motionless, staring at the back of the person who quickly withdrew away, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and said, "This is leaving? The main point I want to talk about is about the Demon Lord." ”

Before the words fell, the other party paused slightly, but he was not fooled at all, and asked, "What?

"If you have the guts, it doesn't matter if you are invited to a meal. ”

This man's attitude suddenly became strange!

Flowey stopped completely, thinking that although she was not good at scheming, she was not like a person who was easily fooled. How could Sancun Ding tell her this in a good voice? and he was afraid that she wouldn't see the problem, so he did it intentionally?

After glancing at his annoying face, Flowey was sure that there was something wrong with Sancunding's move!

But what is the problem worth resisting the urge to catch his own humiliation and choose to be close to himself?

In her cognition, as long as the people of the God Realm and the Demon Realm do not meet, they will pinch whenever they meet. It's a bit strange that they stand on the street like this, but communicate in a strange way.

What the hell is this three inch Ding trying to do? Does she want to listen to him?

Just when she was hesitating, Sancunding's voice sounded again, but this time the words came out like thunder on the ground!

He said, "I heard that something happened to the Lingxiao Demon Lord. ”

The phrase "Something happened to the Demon Lord of Lingxiao" has no less effect on Huahua than a spell, and every time she hears it, her breath will be irrepressibly messy, as if she has suddenly been choked.

After so many years, they couldn't find out the reason for Childe's accident, although they knew that this matter had nothing to do with the divine realm, but Childe himself didn't know what happened at that time. Let them die and live in anger, and hate them so much that their hearts and intestines are broken, it is still useless.

His fingers trembled imperceptibly a few times, and Huahua let out a disguised "ha", turned to the little wit and said, "You've heard a lot." Our Demon Lord is doing well in the Lingxiao Palace, and you say something happened to him? I wonder who wants to run away and kill himself?"

"Really?" the little clever yin and yang smiled weirdly, "Are you sure he's okay? Are you sure you're seeing the deity? As far as I know, it's just a soulless body left in the Lingxiao Palace, right?"

Hearing this, Huahua was startled and glared angrily.

"Ahh

Hearing that the other party threatened to teach himself a lesson, the little clever spirit acted as if he hadn't heard it, with a big mocking smile hooked at the corner of his mouth, and the hand behind his back quietly pinched the trick.

His indifferent attitude made Huahua more and more angry, and the moment her palm flipped over, the spirit surged, and she slapped her palm on the face door of the little smart spirit without hesitation.

The palm wind wrapped in killing intent has quickly swept the door, and the little ghost is still standing still, when the other party is approaching, the light in his eyes flashes, and the hand hidden behind him quickly flicked towards the other party's heart, and then, silently urged.

Huahua, who was originally fierce, suddenly stagnated, and her body seemed to be bound by an invisible net, and with the speed of the three-inch Ding Urging Technique, she only felt that her heart was being bound by something tighter and tighter, and it hurt in an instant.

Huahua couldn't break free, and wanted to mobilize the spiritual flow to protect her heart from being invaded, but she couldn't even move a finger.

"Despicable villain, what have you done to me?"

In the face of the other party's monstrous anger, the little clever spirit finished reciting the trick, retracted the demon rope that bound the other party, and said unhurriedly: "Come, try to move again?"

This demeanor and tone were no different from the Immortal Monarch who had previously devoted himself to humiliating the demons of the Demon Realm.

There was a bit of excitement hidden in the pride.

Huahua grinded her teeth and snorted at Xiao Clever: "Do your big dream of spring and autumn! Shi can be killed, you can't be humiliated, if you want to do it, hurry up, if I beg for mercy, I'm not human!"

"Tsk, look at what you said, you're not human in the first place. "The saying that a little clever person dies and doesn't pay for his life is really unacceptable.

Huahua was so angry that she glared at him desperately.

The little ghost did not have the hobby of other immortal monarchs who "blasphemed" the people of the demon world, observed the other party for a moment, and saw that her eyes were clear, her mind was clear, and after a puzzled look crossed her eyes, she raised her hand and snapped her fingers, and ordered: "Where you come from, go back to where you came from." ”

As soon as the words fell, a look of doubt appeared in Huahua's eyes, and she said that these three inches were really sick...... However, before what she could think reached her mind, her eyes had already begun to drift.

She came from the Demon Realm, and she should go back to the Demon Realm.

But...... She didn't want to go back to the Demon Realm.

She's supposed to go...... Where is she supposed to go?

......

The anxious little red paced back and forth at the door of the house, her face full of burnt.

This Huahua is really nonsense, why hasn't she come back?

After waiting for a while, Xiaohong was finally relieved, and was about to go back to tell her son, when she saw a colorful figure walking over from the other end of the arch bridge.

Flower!

Xiaohong breathed a sigh of relief, turned her toes, walked up quickly, and asked in a loud voice: "Where are you dying?" ”

Huahua walked towards himself slowly, and seemed to be tired and exhausted. Xiaohong didn't hear her reply, frowned, stepped forward to hug her, and asked, "Huahua, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did Huahua look up at Xiaohong and said, "I've met someone from the God Realm." ”

"Did you do it with them? Are you hurt?" tell me to take a look!" Xiaohong knew Huahua's temper too well, so she knew that she would be injured, and she would definitely fight to the death with them.

Huahua shook her head weakly: "It's not serious, take me back quickly, don't let Childe find out." ”