With this collision, the pomegranate flower tree shook violently, and the branches were even more trembling. Pieces of bright red petals fell down like scattered flowers on Chu Qianhuang and Aunt Jiang.

This scene is as beautiful as a dream.

But Chu Qianhuang's face changed drastically, and she felt a severe pain coming from her abdomen, a severe pain like a heart-wrenching pain...

It hurts so much, so painful that her face turned pale with the naked eye, as if her vitality also faded away with the blood color, and sweat beads of her forehead oozing.

"You...you..." Chu Qianhuang shouted in a trembling voice, staring at Aunt Jiang who was sticking with her in disbelief, her eyes wide and wide.

Aunt Jiang responded by pulling the dagger out of her abdomen again, and then quickly took two steps back.

"Tick, tick..."

The dazzling blood dripped from the dagger to the ground. The sound was actually not loud, but at this moment, Chu Qianhuang's ears seemed to be infinitely magnified.

Chu Qianhuang subconsciously bowed and covered her abdomen. Because she leaned against the tree trunk, she barely stood and didn't fall down.

The warm and viscous blood flowed out of the wound, dyeing her skirt and white fingers red.

Blood overflowed from her fingers, and then dripped down, dripping on her skirt, on the upper, and on the ground... formed a scattering pool of blood.

The pomegranate flower that was originally picked by Chu Qianhuang also fell down and fell on the pool of blood on the ground, soaking in the blood with other falling petals.

Of course, Chu Qianhuang didn't care about this pomegranate flower. She looked at the blood flowing out of her abdomen, and then looked at Aunt Jiang who was a few steps away, but she still couldn't believe it.

Aunt Jiang still held the blood-stained dagger in her hands, her fingers were slender, and her nails were stained with light-colored elixir.

The blood-red tip of the knife was firmly aimed at Chu Qianhuang.

Her eyes, which were washed by tears, seemed to be dyed red with blood, and her eyes were like wild beasts, like monsters, extremely ferocious.

"You forced me." Aunt Jiang said softly, and her light words were blown away by the wind.

Chu Qianhuang looked straight at Aunt Jiang's face. The other party's face was no longer pitiful Chuchu who had just passed away. Her expression was so cold and vicious, and her facial features were ferocious and distorted, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

Chu Qianhuang felt the wound hurt even more. At the same time, a trembling chill climbed up to the spine and instantly climbed to the top of her head.

The scene in the dream came into her mind clearly and overlapped with the scene in front of her.

This scene is exactly the same as in a dream.

Aunt Jiang in the dream also used this posture to hold a dagger and stab Chu Qianhuang to death with one knife.

how so?!

Everything in the dream happened so many years ahead of schedule. This should have happened more than ten years later.

It shouldn't be like this!

It shouldn't be like this!!

Chu Qianhuang roared silently in her heart, feeling her body becoming colder and colder as the blood flowed out of the wound.

The words Shen Qianchen said when he came to find her just now: "You can know the future!"

"So, can you know whether you will live or die?"

Will she live or die?

Chu Qianhuang asked himself.

Obviously before today, she was very sure that she could get out of trouble. She just needed to wait here for the opportunity to wait for Gu Jue to pass away...

But at this moment, Chu Qianhuang could no longer be sure.

Will she die here and today?!

Chu Qianhuang felt the power in her body flowing wildly like a flood breaking through the embankment, trembling slightly from her feet to her body, her whole body was weak, weak, and cold.

She slowly slid down against the tree trunk, and then sat on the ground, still pressing the wound left by the dagger with her hands tightly.

Aunt Jiang did not move, and stood there like an ice sculpture a few steps away, quietly looking at Chu Qianhuang with expressionless face.

Aunt Jiang said again: "You shouldn't have forced me." Her voice was gentle and gentle.

She didn't know whether she was convincing herself or declaring it to Chu Qianhuang.

For her, anyone who could threaten Chu Yunyi should not exist.

Chu Qianhuang is the eldest sister, even if she dies, Chu Yunyi doesn’t have to mourn her. Just in time, she can help Chu Yunyi eliminate future troubles.

Chu Qianhuang died, and no one will use Chu Yunyi to "rescue" him from now on!

Aunt Jiang smiled, and a gentle and sweet smile appeared on the corner of her lips, but her temperament was extremely weird against the backdrop of the blood splashed on her body and the bloody dagger.

"Pu"

Something fell to the ground behind, and then a few beads rolled over.

They are red sandalwood beads the size of fingers.

Aunt Jiang stepped on one of the beads and looked in the direction where the beads rolled over. She saw the grandma wearing a blue slum next to the rockery two feet away looking at Aunt Jiang and Chu Qianhuang with a pale face, still in shock.

There were more than a dozen red sandalwood beads on the feet of the lady at her feet. It was obvious that the string of broken bracelets was dropped by her.

"You...you..." the lady said silently, and the wrinkled old face was filled with fear.

She actually arrived half a cup of tea before. When she heard Aunt Jiang and Chu Qianhuang quarrel, the things they said were completely beyond her imagination, which made her so shocked that she almost had a heart attack and fainted.

She still took a reassurance before she recovered. At first she didn't believe that Aunt Jiang had paralyzed Chu Lingxiao, thinking that Chu Qianhuang was talking nonsense, but Aunt Jiang would actually kill Chu Qianhuang.

Since all of them have developed to this point, it is no longer enough for the wife to disbelieve it.
Chapter completed!