A house girl becomes a demon

Chapter 242
Huo Xiaoli didn't leave for a long time, when he suddenly heard a surprised voice behind him, "Xiaoli."

Feng Ye carried some excitement that he was trying to restrain, but also joy that he couldn't restrain.

When Huo Xiaoli saw him, he was overjoyed at first, and then thought about what happened recently.How long have you been apart, how can so many things happen?She wanted to tell him all those troubles and sorrows.Not only because he is Feng Ye, but also because, in this world, there are very few Huo Xiaoli who can speak well.

"wind……"

"Ah—" Nuonuo screamed, as sharp as if it wanted to cut the sky apart.Then there was a loud cry, "You pay my mother... you pay my mother..."

Huo Xiaoli froze on the spot with his mouth still slightly open, then continued to say the word "night" dully and softly.

"Sister, it's him, it's him! He killed my mother, separated our sisters for so long, and broke up our family. Sister, you promised to take revenge..." Nuonuo's face was wet all of a sudden. , the tears really fell like scattered beads.

Huo Xiaoli shook his head tremblingly, "No... no... no... Nuonuo, did you admit it wrong?"

"Impossible, I can't admit my mistake!" She cried hoarsely, "I will always remember that it was he who killed my mother with one palm..."

Huo Xiaoli raised his eyes to look at Feng Ye, and actually laughed, even with a hint of sadness in his smile.In fact, even from Feng Ye's eyes, she could see it and get the answer - what Nuonuo said was right.

"Sister, we want to avenge mother..." Nuonuo grabbed Huo Xiaoli's hand firmly, as if wanting to get some spiritual comfort and peace of mind from it.But Huo Xiaoli's hand was indeed icy cold, that kind of coldness revealed deep helplessness and misery.

How she wished that he could say even one word at this moment.Really, even if she only said one word, she would think of a hundred more reasons to talk to him.But he didn't, didn't say a word.

Silence is the best answer and also the cruelest manifestation.

"Feng Ye." She finally managed to speak, "Why?"

Just at this time, a gust of wind blew and stopped in time.

Juechen stood in the middle, looked at the current situation, and began to smile wryly, "It's still a step late."

Feng Ye said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter whether you come or not, it's the truth after all. It's just too sudden. I remember this kid. If he saw it earlier, he might have known it earlier."

(End of this chapter)