deadly mantra

Ju Jiaming was silent for a moment this time, with a fierce look in his eyes:

"No! You described it very aptly."

Ji Fanyin smiled:

"Does that mean you feel that you have lived an honest and clean life these years and have not made any mistakes with them?"

Ju Jiaming frowned deeply:

"..."

There are no words to answer.

but.

The expression on his face already gave the answer.

Ji Fanyin asked:

"You are crazy inside and want to kill all the people at home, but on the outside you are docile than a dog and live like a beggar at home. Aren't you the one?"

Ju Jiaming's face was ashen, and his clenched fists were trembling uncontrollably.

The person she was talking about...

It's him!

If God can open his eyes, if there is really God's blessing in this world, if you make a wish sincerely and kowtow, you can get your wish!

Then, the huge home should have been in ruins.

One hundred and twenty-one people at home should have suffered from cramps, bone peeling, frying and burning!

Because every year, every month, every moment at home!

He never stopped!

Bet on his life, every part of his body, bet on everything he has!

Curse everyone at home to die a good death!

There was more and more hatred in Ju Jiaming's eyes, and the resentment condensed in his body became stronger and stronger.

His beautiful face, like a beautiful bronze mirror, had cracks and became ferocious and terrifying.

Zhong Limeng and others looked on, frowning in great discomfort.

Ju Jiaming's life experience is undoubtedly miserable.

but.

Ju Jiaming at this moment is undoubtedly crazy and dangerous.

Ji Fanyin covered her lips with her hands and suddenly laughed out loud. The beautiful "puppet" who was about to break was attracted by her laughter and looked at her blankly:

"what are you laughing at?"

The smile on Ji Fanyin's lips became brighter:

"Little beauty, God or Yama, if you are willing to nod and make a promise, I believe you will die without hesitation, as long as you can entangle everyone at home, as long as you can dig out their hearts, gnaw on their bones, and take a bite Eat their eyeballs or bloody intestines..."

If we say that Ju Jiaming's distorted expression caused everyone some psychological discomfort at the last moment.

So, at this moment, after listening to Ji Fanyin's guess, Pan Fei and the others felt physically unwell... nauseated and wanted to vomit.

Ji Fanyin looked calm:

"Don't look at me like that. Someone who can speak your mind is obviously not a soft-hearted god."

Ju Jiaming's expression became extremely complicated:

"Why……"

Ji Fanyin looked directly into his eyes:

“Why not replace ‘why’ with ‘what can be done’.”

"What...can you do?" Ju Jiaming seemed to be asking himself, and also seemed to be asking her.

"Little pretty, you were no match for them when you were alive. How can you be sure that you can win after you die? You asked me just now why I was laughing. Of course I was laughing at you. Little pretty, why are you so Stupid, if I were you, I would take revenge today and retaliate today. The grudges in this life will never be postponed to the next life."

Ju Jiaming said painfully:

"But, I'm not you, I can't do it yet..."

He couldn't be like her, so powerful that her opponents would be afraid.

Ji Fan's voice was calm and calm, and his tone was brisk:

"Tsk, what else do I need to say so that you can see me. I'm just standing here!"

Ju Jiaming was a little excited for a moment, but he suppressed the thoughts in his heart. He looked at her like a puppet whose soul had been sucked out:

"I don't understand what you mean. What on earth do you want to say..."