The woman's hair is a little messy, but her face is not dirty and her clothes are not very messy.

It was the eyes of those cholera-suffering beings, full of sorrow and mockery, "Why, I'm afraid, I dare not come over?"

Are you afraid of being killed by me or...I feel ashamed?"

Qin Mo clenched his fists, gasped and rubbed his eyes, but the person in front of him was still the same and there was no change.

"You, you..."

Qin Mo's face turned red before he said the following words, "Aren't you... dead?"

"Yes, I'm dead, but I'm so unfair. The King of Hell didn't accept me, and asked me to climb up from hell again!"

"You fart, you're not dead at all!"

Qin Mo was extremely complicated, nervous, unbelievable, and even a little...an inexplicable surprise!

"Diet, you killed me, idol!" She ridiculed: "You are killing me and throwing me into hell. Anyway, this is what you are best at doing!"

Qin Mo did not say anything, but shouted: "Xiao Gao, come here!"

Hearing Qin Mo's shout, Gao Yao took a step back instead.

She clenched her pink fists and felt extremely nervous.

She knew that this day would come.

But she didn't expect that this day would come so quickly, and... it would be in this way.

She never expected that Zhao Manjun had something to do with Xiao Yurou.

"Okay, I won't come out, right? I'll look for you later!" Qin Mo finally understood why Gao wanted to say sorry.

He was very sure that Xiao Yurou was dead and had no signs of living.

He, Gao Yao, Chai Rong, Dou Yiai, and four of them buried her with their own hands.

Even if she is still alive, she will never push the coffin and come out of the soil.

So how did she come out?

Another stand-in?

He quickly ran to Xiao Yurou, pinched her empty arm, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It was indeed her!

Seeing Qin Mo coming so close, Xiao Yurou opened her mouth and bit Qin Mo's shoulder.

Qin Mo bared his teeth, but did not move further.

Xiao Yurou made a hateful sound from her throat, and her beautiful eyes stared at Qin Mo, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered over the years.

It took her a long time before she let go.

Qin Mo also sat in front of her and rubbed her shoulders, which were dyed red by blood.

He took off his clothes and pointed at the wound, "Haha, it's quite cruel, you almost bite off the flesh!"

"I wish I could eat you!" Xiao Yu judot.

"You haven't eaten it before!" Qin Mo exhaled, pulled Qin Zi out, ignited it, and took a deep breath to relieve the pain.

"You are so shameless!" Xiao Yurou said gritting her teeth.

"You met me the first day?"

Qin Mo took several sips in a row, and felt the pain relieved a lot. He pinched her chin, "Hey, I'll give you a chance, tell me what your relationship with Zhao Manjun!"

"You kill me!"

Xiao Yu Judo: "I won't tell you even if I die!"

"I'm so technically irrelevant to kill you. I've been slain all these years and I rarely talk about the big principles, but I still have many ways!"

Qin Mo said with his fingers: "For example...I will give Tianxin to others..."

"Qin Mo, you are not a human!"

Xiao Yu looked at Qin Mo with a soft voice, "That's your kind, how dare you use him to threaten me?"

"He probably didn't know his mother wanted to kill his father?" Qin Mo exhaled a breath of smoke, "I'll let Xiao Gao bring Tianxin over and let him recognize you. I'll tell him that her mother wanted to kill his father.

Wow, that picture is exciting to think about!”

"Qin Mo, you are so cruel, your scorpion heart!" Xiao Yu said with soft eyes: "After so many years, you are still on guard. There is no one in this world who is more afraid of death than you!"

"You are right. I am afraid of death. If I am not afraid of death, I will not be able to live now!"

Qin Mo stroked her chin. A few years have passed, Xiao Yurou has almost no change, and her face seems to be frozen when they met.

"Good aunt, if you hadn't taught me a lesson, would I have to do it!"

Xiao Yurou stared at Qin Mo hatefully, "You are simply not a human!"

Qin Mo held the cigarette in his mouth and began to untie the belt, "I haven't seen you for a few years. Let's contact us for relationships. This time I won't kill you anymore. In a year or two, I will bring a younger brother and sister to Tianxin back.

I just like this. You hate me and can't kill me!"

Xiao Yurou simply closed her eyes and said, "I didn't think about living when I fell into your hands. No one has ever seen this broken body except you.

No matter how much you humiliate me, I don’t care!”

"Broken canister?"

Qin Mo curled his lips, "You are really disappointed, why bother? Thirty years old, forty years old, you are like a wolf, and forty years old..."

"Pooh!"

"You are a three-year-old child?"

"Bah!"

Xiao Yurou seemed to have discovered new attack methods and started continuous attacks.

She was not afraid that Qin Mo would bring the child to her. Or, she knew Qin Mo. He loved Tianxin so much, and it would be impossible for the child to suffer.

"You try to vomit!"

"Bah!"

Qin Mo got angry, pinched her mouth, then stirred her hand in, almost spitting Xiao Yurou.

"you......"

Xiao Yurou's eyes were filled with water.

"If you vomit again, I will poke you!" Qin Mo threatened.

Xiao Yurou pursed her lips and suddenly laughed again, "You are still the same as before. You were touching my mouth with a poisonous sac, right?"

"Fuck, I wish you died!" Qin Mo was exposed and denied it!

"Then you kill me!"

"You think about it beautifully, I haven't had enough fun yet!"

Qin Mo squatted down, "You are so brave. You dare to stay in the capital. What should I do with you?"

"You need to kill, cut, and humiliate me!" Xiao Yu said: "You have done all these, what else can hurt me?"

Qin Mo suddenly sat on the ground like a deflated ball, smoke one after another.

That day Xiao Yurou died in his arms, and he even hoped that she would come back to life.

Now that he really came to life, he still couldn't overcome that hurdle in his heart.

To put it bluntly, it’s twisted!

It is a good thing that Tianxin has a mother.

But he didn't want anyone behind Xiao Yurou.

"Is there anyone behind you?" Qin Mo said tiredly: "I am really tired of killing, but in fact I am not happy at all.

You should understand that feeling. Over the years, there are not ten thousand people who die because of your ambitions. There are eight thousand people who die in the past ten thousand years.

Looking back, how many unjust souls are behind you.”

"You are not much better than me. While talking about me, you can also look behind you!"

"I have a clear conscience!"
Chapter completed!