Female Match Counterattack: Goddess of Special Forces

Chapter 89 Entering the Illusion 2
"Yaoyao—"

She ran towards the house with some joy, and while running, she shouted her sister's name loudly.

The door was open, there was no one in the living room, no one in the kitchen, no one in the bathroom.

She ran upstairs again, and there was no one in the bedroom, nor in the guest room.

Searched all the rooms.

Everywhere, no one...

The tables and furniture were covered with a layer of dust, as if no one had lived here for a long time.

"Yaoyao—"

She shouted her voice hoarsely, but Lu Yao never came out.

She squatted down a little dejectedly, frowned, rubbed against the wall, and slowly slid down her body.

"Woooooo-"

I don't know where there was a burst of crying.

It belongs to Yaoyao! !
"Yaoyao—"

The sound of Lu Yao's crying stimulated her nerves like a burst of magic.

She gradually walked to the attic and slowly opened the door.

Seeing Lu Yao with a weak face, squatting in a corner, crying nonstop.

"Yaoyao, what's wrong with you??"

She walked up to Lu Yao, wanting to hold her in her arms.

But she found that this was impossible at all. She was like a soul, unable to do anything at all.

"Mo Lige, why did you betray me!!"

Lu Yao, who was squatting and crying, suddenly raised her head and screamed. Her eyes were red, her voice was hoarse, and she screamed hysterically.

Mo Li Song!It's Lu Yao's boyfriend, before he time travels, their wedding date is not far away.

Was it he who did something to offend Yaoyao? ?

She looked at the index finger of Lu Yao's left hand, which was wearing a gorgeous diamond ring.

It turns out that Yaoyao is already married, but she is not happy! !

"Yaoyao—"

She took another step forward, trying to comfort her.Want to give her shoulders.

However, she is a soul that does not exist, and she can't do anything at all.

"Ahhh-"

Lu Yao trembled all over and screamed.

Suddenly, holding a sharp fruit knife in his right hand, the fruit knife flickered coldly.

"Don't—Yaoyao don't—"

She yelled, but her yelling was useless.

With a wave of Lu Yao's right hand, the cold blade bloomed gorgeous flowers on the wrist of her left hand.

The knife fell to the ground, blood immediately filled the air, and the air was filled with the sweet smell of blood.

Gradually, Lu Yao's face became pale, and her big eyes had a gray look of grief beyond heart's death.

Gradually, she was exhausted, closed her eyes, and fell into a pool of blood.

"Do not--"

Hua Qianning let out a stern cry.

Back then, she watched her parents both fall into a pool of blood in a car accident with her own eyes, so she didn't pay attention to herself.

Now, his only relative is actually in such a tragic state.

She said, take good care of Yaoyao.

But... now...

Yaoyao died in front of her like this.

"what--"

Hua Qianning felt severe pain in her head, all kinds of meridians, and all limbs, as if there was a strange air rushing against her.

She who collided was miserable.

For a moment, she felt like a broken rag doll, torn to pieces, and kept throwing it up and down in the air.

That kind of pain is hard to describe in words. Perhaps death is an understatement in the face of this pain.

　
　
(End of this chapter)