Madam Dihao is not good

Si Fei pointed a gun at Bai Yunshang and had to move forward.

It turned out that there was an iron gate next to the guardrail, which opened to a long staircase leading to the cemetery below.

This is the exclusive cemetery of the Sikong family. It is so large that it is called a cemetery, but it is built like a large castle complex.

There are many castles of all kinds.

In every castle, there lives a ghost of the Sikong family...[

The family has countless descendants.At the banquet that day, Sikong Zeye said that dozens of Guan Shi died when he was young.

An unknown plant thrives in the cemetery.Tentacle-like vines, green leaves, entwined in large swathes like creepers, with small crimson flowers.

This kind of scene is gorgeous, weird, dead silent...

Bai Yunshang's right hand bone was broken, and she was lying behind her in this posture, her legs trembling with pain.

She walked in a hurry a few times, and tripped over the flower vines that were pulled out from the ground. Bai Yunshang fell to the ground, and the thorns on the vines pierced fiercely into her knees.

His hands were handcuffed, and he couldn't stand up because of the pain.

Without mercy, Si Fei grabbed her hair and pulled her up.

Bai Yunshang felt as if her scalp was about to be pulled out, and the pain was like tens of thousands of steel needles piercing her nerves.

After stumbling all the way, he was finally forced to a castle with many crosses stabbed like bamboo shoots.

The castle is engraved with countless Western gods and French characters.

It is actually inlaid with gemstones of various colors...

"Kneel down!" Si Fei shouted sharply.

Bai Yunshang was in a daze, looking at the photo of Sikong Haoran in front of the tombstone, his whole body seemed to be stunned by electricity.

She tried her best not to remind herself of Sikong Haoran and Mo Liuyuan.

They sacrificed for her and wanted her to live well...

She should also live well for them.

So choose to forget everything selfishly, she is really selfish...

"Kneel down!" Si Fei yelled again, and kicked her knee, causing her to kneel on the ground.

Her bloody knee hit the hard stone floor, but she no longer knew the pain. [

There is a mist of guilt in the eyes.

Si Fei stepped on her back, forcing her to crawl, with her face on the grass...

The weather is very cold, and this is obviously transplanted turf, which still maintains a fresh green color in such a cold weather.