Tang Ning immediately understood which room it was talking about.

This house was originally an old house that has been passed down by ancestors. Every time the person who is in charge of the family is changed, he will have to make a big move. After several renovations, it looks like a brand new look.

But if we say that the biggest and most gorgeous ones are never the main courtyard where Mr. Tang and his wife live.

The twins' yard is truly magnificent.

That day, Miss Tang was just ten years old and suddenly burst into tears and started making a fuss. She thought the place was small and not spacious enough, which made her feel depressed.

Seeing this, her father immediately ordered someone to dig the wall open, make two and one for her, so that she could be spacious. Afterwards, Master Tang saw that she was still depressed, so he quickly asked someone to repair all the upper and lower parts.

What pearls and jade are piled up all over the room.

Until now, she and her twin brother still live in the same yard.

Things like rules are not worth mentioning in the face of absolute pampering.

Thinking of the past, Tang Ning speeded up.

There was still wind and rain outside the eaves, and the bright lights in front of them broke their souls one by one. Darkness followed and enveloped them like a huge piece of velvet cloth.

The airtight black is a suffocating color.

Tang Ning gritted his teeth and walked faster and faster.

Jialan, who was following her, gradually slowed down.

He looked left and right, with a solemn expression on his face. This house always made him feel a little familiar, but when he looked closely, he was unfamiliar.

At this time, the argyzed cooing like a pigeon.

Jialan came to his senses, touched it, and continued to move forward.

He chased after him, but saw Tang Ning stopping in front, bent down and grip the railing while retching.

Her stomach was empty and she didn't vomit anything.

There were lights floating above their heads, intertwining with the blue light emitted by Aryan.

The corpses stacked on the ground looked even more terrifying.

Tang Ning was still vomiting.

Snot, tears, sour water.

Extremely embarrassed.

She endured it all the way, but still couldn't help it.

The uproaring stomach curled up in her body, forcing her to open her mouth and spit out all the disguised calmness.

She held the railing tightly.

The knuckles are white due to force.

Half of his body was hung outside the railing.

However, the heavy rain poured down the head and the stomach felt a little better.

The pain seemed to be shifted.

She slowly calmed down and slid on the ground.

Seeing this, Jialan walked forward, raised her chin, pulled her sleeves to wipe her face. But the sleeves were dirty and wet, and the more he rubbed, the more he became, the mess he became.

Tang Ning's eyes were red.

He let out a sigh and suddenly grabbed A Yan from the side.

As the fire dimmed, it looked like a piece of blue and blue cloth.

It's just round and chubby.

Jialan used it to wipe Tangning's face.

It was soft and soft, and it was clean in just a few strokes.

Very easy to use.

He let go of his hand.

Ayan leaned on his shoulder, whimpering, making a sound like a puppy crying.

He actually used it to wipe his face.

It's never clean anymore.

The whimper became louder.

Tang Ning stood up against the railing and thanked them.

When Ayan heard this, he had his own share, but he couldn't continue calling.

After a moment, they crossed the blood and corpses all over the ground, and they still went forward.

For the first time, Tang Ning felt that the Tang family's ancestral home was so huge. The time it took to walk from the back garden to the courtyard where the twins were located was so long.

Turn around.

The lights in front were lit up, as bright as daylight.

The door was closed.

Tang Ning pushed it halfway and found it stuck.

There was an old woman behind the door, covering her neck and lying there, her eyes wide open, but her breathing had already stopped.

Tang Ning walked over and heard his breathing sound getting heavier and heavier.

She recognized this woman.

Ten years ago, when she first came to Leizhou, it was this woman who led her to see Feng.

Feng asked her how old she is and what her name is.

She answered one by one.

Feng asked again, why did your mother have nothing?

When she heard this, she was at a loss and stood there.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Feng frowned, and the old lady immediately came forward and pushed her and made her kneel down.

——Madam asked, how could you not answer?

Tang Ning could no longer remember what she said, but she always remembered what she said.

The wife is the god of the Tang family.

And she is an orphan who has no support and can only live in this world.

But now, the sky seems to have collapsed.

Otherwise, how could Zhou's mother, who is dedicated to heaven, die behind the door in this way?

Pushing open another door, Tang Ning stood under the lamp. The heat of the candle and the dull bloody smell rushed towards her and almost threw her to the ground.

Fortunately, her legs and feet are strong, and she doesn't mean that she will have weak legs at all.

Even before my eyes, Feng's head...

She still stood still.

The blood beads are still jumping up one by one.

The big one chased the small one, endlessly, like a rolling ball falling to the ground.

Several hit her pants.

Jialan stood outside the door without going in. After seeing the tragic situation on the ground, he showed disgust and stood even more open.

Deep in the room, the sound of talking was faintly heard.

Tang Ning walked in.

The voice has become clear.

"You're right, people are really such bad and stupid things..."

The slightly hoarse boy's voice seemed to have a smile.

Tang Ning paused.

Trembling, she lifted the bead curtain.

With a rustling sound, the young man behind the curtain looked at the door quickly. His eyes were as cold as the lake water in the middle of winter. Tang Ning sank and sank to the bottom.

"Xiao Chi..."

She called out his words very lightly.

Tang Xinru woke up from her dream, pushed away the chair under her and stood up.

My second sister, covered in blood, was looking at him covered in blood.
To be continued...