Madam Dihao is not good

Enduring the pain, Bai Yunshang took the opportunity to get up and run. Just after two steps, a tall figure appeared in front of her.

On such a cold day, the man only wore a vest, showing his strong chest and arms.A cobra clung to his arm and hung over his shoulder, spitting out a scarlet core...

Bai Yunshang was startled, and began to understand what those things in the bushes were...

"Miss Sifei." The man bowed to Sifei gentlemanly, "You can hand her over to me."

Si Fei regained her composure, and her broken expression gradually became grim. [

She stood up from the ground, fondled the tombstone with her fingers, and stared at Sikong Haoran's photo with the gaze of a lover:

"Master, I will help you get everything you want."

Just like Sikong Haoran didn't want her, she would never turn herself into his.

"Miss Sifei, I suggest you leave first, I can't bear you to visit the bloody scene."

"I don't mind, I want to watch her die with my own eyes!"

She didn't shoot Bai Yunshang, that was the cheapest way to die.

She doesn't want Bai Yunshang to die so happily

"I'm afraid my darlings don't like the presence of outsiders when they're at work."

Si Fei's face turned pale, and she threw the gun into the man's hand.

"I do not need this."

"This woman is very shrewd, and she is so beautiful..." With a strong hand, she pulled Bai Yunshang's hair up, revealing her fair and beautiful face.

The man laughed: "Miss Sifei, you are contemptuous of me. I'm not interested in women."

Of course, he wasn't interested in men either.

As a grave keeper, for the sake of the purity of the six roots, when accepting this duty...

"It's done neatly. If someone finds out, you know what will happen."

"Don't worry, my babies have been hungry for a long time..."

Bai Yunshang knelt on the ground, looking at Si Fei's back.

The light shines on this cemetery, with lush green leaves and beautiful red flowers blooming...

When the wind blew, the swaying bushes made a rustling sound. [

Bai Yunshang's eyes were blurred, her head swelled up and down, and she didn't even have the slightest strength to struggle.

She sat with her back against the tombstone.

The blood-stained hair fell messily and stuck to the forehead.