The sweet wife of the land where the daughter is reborn

Chapter 471 Forgive Your Life
Zhou Wendao drove the car steadily, his face was expressionless, but his brows were furrowed from time to time, obviously worried and troubled.

Huang Xuemei, who had been quietly following behind him, was even happier seeing this. It seemed that the news of Yan Susu's poor health had already spread.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, Yan Susu has been poisoned by hook kisses, and it is simply impossible for her to wake up. She doesn't need to work so hard.

Anyway, Yan Susu can't run away, so she won't be at the mercy of others?

Zhou Wendao's heart was tightly wrinkled, and no one could feel his thoughts. Huang Xuemei sat comfortably on the back seat, slowly revealing her figure.

Zhou Wendao didn't move, as if he didn't notice that a person suddenly appeared in the car, but his hands holding the steering wheel began to be clenched quietly. His figure well blocked his movements, and Huang Xuemei was confident in her spells, I didn't care either.

After arriving home, Zhou Wendao sat on the sofa as usual, followed by Huang Xuemei, her face full of smiles.

"Zhou Wendao, now I order you to monitor every move of Yan Susu's house, and report any disturbance to me, understand?" Huang Xuemei raised her chin high, speaking in a very arrogant tone, which made people feel dissatisfied.

There seemed to be a fire burning in Zhou Wendao's heart, but he remembered Yan Susu's entrustment before, so he endured it and clenched the yellow bead in his hand.

"Yes." Zhou Wendao lowered his eyes, Huang Xuemei benefited from his respectful appearance.

"Now I will stay at your house for a while, and it will be my home from now on, you can get out." Huang Xuemei waved her sleeves domineeringly, not paying attention to Zhou Wendao at all.

The yellow master gradually heated up until it was even hot to the touch, but Zhou Wendao held it tightly, as if he had lost his sense of pain.

"You are really polite!" Before Zhou Wendao could speak, a crisp voice rang out, filled with endless ridicule, YouQi clenched the word polite.

Huang Xuemei turned her back to Zhou Wendao and looked at the structure of the whole house. Although it is not top-notch, it can barely live in it.

Hearing this unabashed sarcasm, Huang Xuemei immediately exploded, turned her head and rolled up her sleeves, and was about to go to fight.

"Yan Susu, it's you—" Huang Xuemei's eyes kept widening, almost popping them out.

"What? Surprised to see me?" Yan Susu winked at Zhou Wendao, walked forward slowly, tilting her head in an innocent look.

"Didn't you get the hook kiss? How could it be here?" Huang Xuemei was also a no-brainer, and quickly missed her hole card.

"I'm going to ask your master, Mo Tianjiao, maybe her treasure in the devil world is a fake? I'm fine, you must be very disappointed!" Yan Susu's heart tightened when she heard the word hook kiss, but her face was Smile.

"Impossible." Huang Xuemei retorted subconsciously, completely ignoring Yan Susu's previous words.

He also didn't realize that his master's identity had been exposed, and his whole body was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"Huang Xuemei, a weasel spirit who has cultivated for 500 years, you are so daring! How dare you collude with the devil world to frame this king, don't you dare to eat the ambitious leopard?" Yan Susu stared, Huang Xuemei couldn't help but feel the natural dominance of the king. Take two steps back.

Huang Xuemei didn't expect that Yan Susu not only didn't fall into a coma and died, but also found out her background so quickly, with a flustered expression but forced herself to be calm.

"Don't try to lie to me, you are inviolable to the hell king of the underworld, and my master is not a good stubbler, so it's not certain who will win?" Huang Xuemei suddenly felt a lot of confidence when she thought of the identity of Mo Tianjiao, and her back was straightened. Straight two points.

"What about Mo Tianjiao? I'm just the princess of the devil world. I'm the lord of the world. You have killed me many times in one go. I will make you pay the price this time." Knocking Huang Xuemei into the air, it became a perfect parabola.

Yan Susu raised her arm and bent her fingers slightly, Huang Xuemei's body fell into her hand uncontrollably.

"How does it feel to be controlled by others? As long as I exert a little force, your slender neck will be lost." Yan Susu raised his arms, and Huang Xuemei rolled her eyes immediately, almost dying.

Being a monster shouldn't be so easy to get hurt or even die, but the person in front of Huang Xuemei is not an ordinary person, so she is doomed to be sad.

"Forgive...forgive..." Greedy life and fear of death are not only used to describe human beings, monsters like Huang Xuemei who have cultivated to become fine are even more afraid of death.

It is difficult to cultivate to become a spirit monster. Huang Xuemei has finally cultivated to such an extent and naturally refuses to give up all her previous efforts. Facing the threat of death, she can no longer hold on to her airs.

Huang Xuemei's breathing was difficult, and her consciousness had never been sober. She could feel the endless killing intent from Yan Susu's body. She wanted to kill herself, Huang Xuemei could be sure.

At the moment when death was approaching, no one could stop the desire to survive, Huang Xuemei finally gave in.

"Excuse me?" Yan Susu tilted her head, and the smile on the corner of her mouth widened.She shook the person in her hand, her bright smile was like a demon that lures people to sink.

"Why should I keep you? You poisoned me and hurt my friends. It would be cheap for you to kill you."

The smile on the corner of Yan Susu's mouth slowly widened and widened, and the strength in his hands was slowly tightening.

"I... can... help you... deal with... Mo Tianjiao." After speaking intermittently, Huang Xuemei felt as if a century had passed.

"It's a joke!" Yan Susu laughed loudly, but the strength in her hands was not increasing, giving Huang Xuemei a chance to breathe.

"An ant also wants to negotiate terms with me. You are just a dog of Mo Tianjiao. If you die, she won't care. Do you think she keeps you here because she values ​​you? She abandons you Now, idiot—”

Yan Susu is so smart, a Huang Xuemei can't cause any waves at all, for the superiors, it's just a pawn that can be discarded anytime and anywhere, so it's ridiculous for such a person to want to negotiate a deal with her.

"Crack——" Yan Susu exerted force on her hand, and Huang Xuemei's slender and beautiful neck made a creepy sound, and she lost her breath in an instant, and she couldn't die anymore.

The transparent soul floated out of Huang Xuemei's body, Yan Susu threw it into the porcelain vase, she still has use for this thing, and it will definitely be useful in the future.

Waste utilization is also good, Yan Susu threw the bottle into Youlan's bell, completely ignoring Youlan's jumping feet.

(End of this chapter)