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Chapter 669 The Vicious Stepmother Raises a Baby Strategy (41)

[Congratulations to the host, Anna's hatred has reached 100!The task is completed, and the 100-year spiritual power has arrived! 】

After hearing this long-lost voice, Lin Lang raised the knife and took Anna's life in one fell swoop.

Anna's eyes widened, and blood kept flowing from her neck, staining half of the ground red.

Wright suddenly collapsed on the ground, his eyes widened, but he couldn't shed a single tear.

The witch actually killed Sister Anna...

The guard arrived belatedly and disposed of Anna's body.

The maids were also terrified, and hurriedly helped the injured Lin Lang back to the room and began to call the imperial doctor.

Fortunately, Lin Lang reacted quickly enough, so the wound on his back was not that deep.

But because of her back injury, she could only lie on the bed and let the maid give her medicine.

Seeing this, Tianshu sighed deeply: 【Fox spirit, you are usually so smart, why are you so careless this time? 】

Anna frightened it when it rushed over.

Although it knew that it was Lin Lang's move that Anna was bewitched by the magic mirror.

But this move is also thrilling.

just in case……

Lin Lang raised her eyebrows: "Since you all know that Anna's bewitching was my move, why didn't you guess that it was my plan that she stabbed me?"

【You deliberately? ] Tianshu was still a little surprised, 【But why?If Wright is worried, but...]

But the little prince now thinks that Lin Lang deliberately killed his sister Anna, and hides in the room all day without seeing anyone.

His favorability towards Lin Lang has dropped to -50, so he doesn't feel sorry for her injury at all.

But Lin Lang wasn't moved at all, with a meaningful light in her eyes, she said something that made Tianshu puzzled:

"Sooner or later he will feel bad."
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It took half a month for Linlang's injury to heal.

The first thing she did after she got off the ground was to go to Wright's room.

According to the maids, he had locked himself in his room for half a month without crying or making trouble.

The maids were afraid that such a bloody incident in the little prince's experience would leave a shadow in their hearts, and they took turns to persuade him every day.

But it's still useless.

Lin Lang kicked open the door of his room.

A beam of light shot in, giving the gloomy room a glimmer of brilliance.

Wright shrank under the window, staring at the tightly closed window in a daze.

He turned his head when he heard the movement, and when he saw Lin Lang, the resentment in his eyes increased a little, and he turned his head away again.

It's hard to imagine how this six-year-old child could bear to live in this dark room for half a month.

Who is this little bun's stubborn temper following?

Lin Lang didn't give him a good look, nor tried to coax him, but opened the window expressionlessly.

The sunlight from outside shone in completely, and the room suddenly became brighter.

Wright frowned in pain, then covered his eyes.

In the next second, Lin Lang picked him up.

Wright struggled in the air, his eyes were red: "Let me go!"

Lin Lang casually threw him on the bed: "Why, are you going to stage a trick to make me pity you?"

Wright sat on the bed, clenched his hands tightly, and still stared at Lin Lang resentfully.

Lin Lang disapproved and sat on the chair opposite him: "It's useless for you to stare at me, Anna is already dead."

Wright's eyes were even redder.

Lin Lang chuckled: "What? You actually feel sorry for someone who wants to kill you?"

Wright didn't speak.

Lin Lang's question reached his heart.

(End of this chapter)