The Seventh Bride of President

The cry was earth shaking, and the pathetic sound came from the half closed door, word for word, into Zhuang Qingyun's ears.

Zhuang Qingyun stopped: "let's go in, miss. I won't get in the way."

Zhuang Xiaoyu and Yu Sui have no idea of managing Zhuang Qingyun. Their minds are blank, and their ears are filled with wailing.

Zhuang Minghao even cried like a child, kneeling beside the corpse and patting his thigh. Zhuang huaisen's eyes were red and full of tears. The housekeeper wiped his tears, and his subordinates began to tear down the red silk cloth in the priest's house and replace it with white silk cloth. Even the lanterns pasted with the scarlet letter were replaced with white

Through the half closed door, Zhuang Qingyun looks at this scene coldly. His sight falls on Zhuang huaisen for a moment, gnashing his teeth: Zhuang huaisen, is it good for white hair people to send black hair people?

It's just that you've taken the place of high priest that shouldn't belong to you. You won't let go of my father, or even me.

If it were not for your acquiescence, Zhuang Mingyan would not humiliate me so much.

It's a pity that Zhuang Mingyan could have lived for a long time if he hadn't been afraid of the unexpected. I never thought he would have died so soon.

I can get through the pain, but your son can't. this is the life of your Zhuang family!

In the night, Zhuang Qingyun's eyes are shining like ghosts.

After seeing the chaos inside, he finally left with satisfaction and went back to his side yard.

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the man whose head was covered by the white cloth. His fingers trembled to uncover the white cloth, but he was stopped by Zhuang Minghao: "Xiaoyu, don't look, don't look."

"Why?" Zhuang Xiaoyu refused: "last time, why can't I see you?"

Said, involuntarily shook off Zhuang Minghao's hand, holding a corner of the white cloth, bit by bit will uncover the white cloth.

The first ones to show up were half a broken face gnawed by sharp teeth and half a brain cracked head, which was extremely terrible.

Although she was ready, she almost screamed, covered her mouth and almost vomited on the spot.

Zhuang Xiaoyu trembled all over, raised his hand, and simply uncovered the whole white cloth, exposing the broken body in front of the public.

Those servants pretended to cry, and were shocked by the scene. They choked instantly. Then, kneeling knees instinctively wanted to step back.

Although they knew that the second young master had passed away, his death was rather miserable, otherwise they would not have been covered with white cloth when they were carried back, but they did not expect that it would be so miserable. It was just unbearable.

Two legs were gnawed only white bones, fingers and toes on the white bones have already become smashed, was tendons soft adhesion.

I don't know what kind of marks are on my body. I can't tell the original color of my skin. My intestines are torn out, my stomach is rotten, and my private parts are covered by a rag that can't tell the color

The skin has been stripped off, the flesh and blood are mixed with dirty soil, and there are two sharp things grinded with stones in the cracks of the ribs

I don't know what kind of non-human cruelty this man suffered before he died. In a word, he was tortured so much that his life was not like death.

If not for recognizing the other half of Zhuang Mingyan's face, Zhuang Xiaoyu could not imagine that the body in front of him was his brother.