"Stum down on the ground that occupied my blood.

I looked at his angry expression, and I knew that even if he died, he would not get what he wanted, and I would win in the end.

But I was unwilling to give up. I didn't want to let him go. In front of him, I said that if there was a next life, I would avenge this sword.

He said I would never have another life, because he would beat me to death when I passed out of my body.

I slowly closed my eyes and fell into the pool of blood, and my hand just touched the pendant.

When I open my eyes again, it was three days before my birthday, and I made the worst plan for all."

She hugged her tightly, hoping that she wouldn't speak, but she pushed her away and wiped the tears from her face.

"I'm fine. These things are like a layer of air, which makes me breathless. When I say it, I feel much more comfortable.

At least I won’t be so painful to think about those painful memories alone.”

After she said that, she wiped the tears from Ning's baby's face.

That's great, at least someone can cry for her.

You know what happened later. The one who made me feel the most in my life might be Murong Qingyan.

Thinking of Murong Qingyan, a hint of sweetness appeared on her face, and the happiness on her face could not be covered even if she wanted to.

The two ghosts outside the door also quietly looked at each other, slowly turned around and returned to their own room?

They didn't expect that she had something to hide from them, but they didn't expect that such a thing was.

What makes people even more angry is that they don’t know at all. Fortunately, Xia Yan is born, otherwise, wouldn’t it be...

The more they think about it, the more shocked they are, and they dare not think deeply.

They clenched their fists, and it was really too cheap for him to die like this.

They wanted him to live a life worse than death, and then let him suffer physical and mental destruction, and then torture him silently to death. After death, they also asked him to go to the eighteen levels of hell.

As for Chu Yao and Ning Baobao in the room, they were already nestled on the bed, with tears in the corners of their eyes, closed their eyes and fell asleep deeply.

When they woke up the next day, they put on their school uniforms and were about to go to class, and two ghosts who turned into physical bodies were waiting in the hall for them to get up and have breakfast.

"Year-morning, Brother Yan Song, Biqing."

Bai Yansong: "Ash..."

Biqing: "Princess is early..."

They kept silent about what they already knew and sat there as a ok person.

In fact, according to Chu Yao's current ghost power, how could she not know that they were outside the door? But they didn't say it, and she wouldn't have broken it.

But when she met them so heartwarming and considerate, her heart was very warm and down-to-earth.

She finally didn't live in vain after she started again in this life.

"What are you thinking? So be immersed. Sit down and have breakfast. If you don't eat, we will be late when we go to school."

Ning Baobao is just like usual, with no change at all.

She smiled, sat down, and started to eat the prepared breakfast.

After she buried her head in her breakfast, she looked at each other, smiled, and began to bury her head in her hard work.

When their daughter eats breakfast, they will also say something to enhance their relationship.

Of course, someone who only knows how to practice, only listens, the smile in their eyes makes them feel that he has begun to like this kind of life.

Indeed, Yan Song began to like such a warm and comfortable life.
Chapter completed!