That gentle and cowardly third young master.

Do you want to kill her?

The little maid leaned against the wall and coughed violently, as if she wanted to cough out her lungs.

No one likes the Third Young Master, and no one can bully him. Why did she just say a few words about the Second Young Master, and he became like this?

She shivered like last night again.

Tang Xin seemed impatient: "The whereabouts of the second sister are related to those two, right?"

She dared not say yes, nor did she dare to say no.

Tang Xin asked again: "What did you see?"

She quickly shook her head: "I saw nothing!"

"You really saw it." The boy's eyes suddenly became as cold as ice.

Where is the spring moon?

She shivered.

The handsome boy in front of him suddenly became terrifying.

The little maid stumbled and told the story.

After a while, they arrived at the back garden.

She walked to the path and did not dare to go there again. The other maids said that there were monsters in the back mountain, but they just didn't know whether it was a tree demon bear spirit or a pheasant spirit.

In any case, the place is filled with yin energy.

She doesn't want to go.

Fortunately, Tang Xin ignored her and just walked straight up.

She breathed a sigh of relief and fell to the ground.

The sun shines brightly.

Her back was covered in cold sweat.

At this time, Tang Xin had already walked to the other end of the path. He bent down and looked at the ground. The tilted grass was marked by being trampled by someone.

He gritted his teeth, followed by searching, and found a well.

The sunlight falls through the gaps in the branches and leaves, making the wells red.

That's...blood!

Tang Xin breathed lightly and rushed over.

The water surface is as calm as a mirror.

"Second sister--"

The mirror cracked and recovered.

Tang Xin's breathing became rapid.

He didn't notice Tang Ning's figure along the way, but blood was stained on the grass along the well and the edges of the well...

What to do? What to do?

He stood up and searched randomly. But there was no Tang Ning, no.

He returned to the well.

The water in this well is so full.

He could touch the water as soon as he reached out. Tang Xin looked for Tang Ning in the cold well water, his face paler than snow. If a person fell into such a deep well, he would probably have sunk to the bottom long ago.

Suddenly, a hard thing was touched by the fingertips.

He quickly grabbed it and took it under the light of the sky.

A cold light comes into view.

It's heavy, a dagger.

On the hilt of the knife stained with water, Miss Tang's nickname is engraved.

...

...

Suddenly, a voice came out.

"Hey, why does such a heavy thing float in the water?"

The peach blossoms fell and fell on the cold light of the dagger.

Tang Xin stood up at once.

"It's so noisy! It's so noisy! Shut up!"

There was no one around.

"What are you doing so fiercely..." A familiar voice laughed, "Do you just miss me at all?"

The dagger fell.

Tang Xin covered his ears: "Shut up and shut up--"

"I won't! Lalalalala Tangning is dead, and we are the only one left in Lalalalala!"

"That cripple should have died long ago."

"Hey! Tang Xin!"

"I will always be with you."
Chapter completed!