Thinking of this, Leng Yan had no choice but to put all his expectations on Jiang Xinyou and said to her cautiously: "Xinyou, only you can help everyone this time. Concentrate your attention and sense everything happening around Song Ke.

Let’s see if we can find any clues!”

Jiang Xinyou nodded heavily and looked at the eager people in the living room. She couldn't concentrate for a while, so she had to return to the bedroom accompanied by Ye Yue.

She was burdened with a heavy burden, especially when senior Leng Yan, Qian Shuang, and Ye Yue were unable to help. She knew that only through her own efforts to perceive what had happened, could she find a breakthrough to solve the matter and completely destroy it.

Those photos!

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8:30.

Nanshan, who had regained his new life, planned to leave his job as a photographer and stayed with his parents that night at a relative's house.

He was lying on the big bed in the wooden loft and fell asleep soundly. He was woken up by a gust of cold wind before he knew it.

Nanshan opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the sky outside the window was dark, with transparent snowflakes falling continuously, and an ice wall more than ten centimeters high accumulated on the window sill. He couldn't help frowning, and thought suspiciously, this year's winter in City C

Why is it so cold?

I huddled under the quilt and shivered. There was a strong wind outside, and the closed window suddenly opened with a bang, and white snow drifted into the room, swirling in the air.

Nanshan was startled, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his mind. Just when he stood up and was about to close the window, he suddenly felt like something was stuck in his throat. It would not go up or down. The feeling of being blocked in his throat was very uncomfortable.

He covered his chest and coughed violently. He put his fingers into his mouth and tried to take out the thing blocking his throat. But at this moment, he remembered his own death experience a few days ago. The feeling was exactly the same as at this moment.

He was so frightened that he immediately took a breath of air and fell stiffly on the bed.

With almost no time to struggle, Nanshan breathed his last.

No one even thought that he, who had just been reborn for just one night, would die again, and that his soul would be scattered, and he would eventually lose the chance of resurrection forever...

At the same time, Jiang Xinyou, who was in the bedroom, opened her eyes nervously and witnessed Nanshan's entire death process in her mind, and her breathing suddenly became rapid.

Yeyue asked worriedly: "What did you see?"

"He is dead..."

"who?"

"Nanshan!"

Jiang Xinyou said sadly, and couldn't help but reach out to cover her cheek. It took a lot of effort for Qian Shuang to bring Nanshan back to life. Why... why did Chang Jingxuan insist on arousing Xu Wanliu's resentment in the photo and brutally murder him again?!

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinyou felt that the situation was urgent, and hurriedly took Yeyue's hand and said: "You don't have to stay with me here, you should tell Senior Leng Yan and Qian Shuang about this matter quickly. Judging from the current situation,

I suspect Liu Xu was also killed!"

Yeyue nodded after hearing this and quickly left the room.

Jiang Xinyou let out a long breath and rubbed her aching forehead. In an instant, strange images broke into her mind again, one after another. Even her hands became uncontrollable. She quickly took out a pen and paper from her bag and copied what appeared.

Draw the scene...

At this time, Leng Yan, who learned that Nanshan was dead, walked into the basement angrily, transformed into a pointing sword, and sternly questioned Xu Wan inside the sword: "You said it is none of your business, it is not your method, now
Chapter completed!