Princess, stop being a demon

Chapter 110 111. The Mysterious Mrs. Zhou (4)

"... to die... to die..."

The long and resentful female voice came from an unknown direction. Clouds and mists gathered in front of her eyes. Mu Linge raised her eyes, but saw the sunlight above her head was blocked by a thick fog. The wind blew, but her hair didn't move at all!

"Go to hell... all of them are going to die for me... ahahaha..." The voice that was supposed to be a hearty laugh was replaced by sobs. Just listening to it, one can imagine the sound How desolate and helpless the woman is, as if imprisoned in a dark and lightless cage, with no hope of escape, she can only scream up to the sky!
Her heart felt as uncomfortable as bleeding, and the corners of Mu Linge's eyes were wet. She reached out to wipe the corners of her eyes, and her heart became more and more negative and confused——

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she immediately bit her lip to stimulate her already blurred mind, "Stop your ears! Don't listen! Don't look! This is a psychedelic formation!"

Her voice instantly brought back Meng Xia and Tiaotiao's sanity, which was far away from the body. The two of them were covered in cold sweat, and when they closed their eyes, they grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and threw it forward angrily!
"Cucumber, you char siu bun! You actually used such a low-level formation to attack my aunt and grandma!" The more Meng Xia thought about it, the more angry she became. If those ghosts in the underworld knew about it, her fame would be ruined for the rest of her life!

"Sister Meng Xia, please stop barking, it's so noisy!" Tiao Tiao was still arguing with Meng Xia to his heart's content at this time, "If you want to know that the person who hurt us is Xin, help my sister break the battle!"

"Broken hair!" Even swearing came out, it seemed that she was really angry, and the coquettish look on her face was already furious, "Auntie can only count money!"

She will never let the world know that Granny Meng, who is famous in the Nine Realms, is actually just a money-loving and greedy person!She will never let the world know that the soup stall by the Naihe Bridge was bought with money!

"Stop talking!" Mu Linge raised a finger, "Meng Xia, do you feel that there is something wrong here?"

"There are so many things wrong!" Meng Xia rolled her eyes, "Such a big Zhou mansion is surrounded by flowers, but those people seem to be walking silently, and there is Mrs. Zhou, who wiped her face. Fifty layers of powder, smells like rotting corpses—”

"That's right!" Mu Linge recalled carefully at this time. At that time, she was only lamenting the luxury and style of the Zhou Mansion, and praised the well-trained servants. But thinking about it now, it seemed to make sense. Now, if they are not people from the Yang Dynasty, they will naturally walk with ease, their expressions will be dull, and they will naturally apply countless layers of powder to cover the paleness of their faces!
"This Zhou Mansion seems to have ceased to exist for a long time!" Mu Lingge sighed softly. Now that she thinks about it, her train of thought is somewhat clear. Before natural disasters, the first to suffer is of course ordinary people, but big businesses like Zhou Mansion I am afraid that the big and noble households will not be spared, right?

"They are dead people? Why can't Sister Meng tell the difference?" Tiaotiao suddenly felt a sore throat, and spit out a mouthful of filth, "And what we just ate—"

Before the words were finished, Mu Linge and Meng Xia had already started to vomit. If they were already dead, then what they ate just now were probably those messy things, and maybe there was rotten flesh from them!

(End of this chapter)