The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 1315 This bloody life 15
Countless memories of the past flashed through Young Master Lu's mind. Finally, looking at the thin figure in the dark corner, he said with a cold face, "At the beginning I had no choice but to do so. You would have died a long time ago. If you just leave here, I guarantee that you will definitely be happy during the holidays." I will burn more paper money and ingots for you so that you can live underground..."

Uh.

Before he finished speaking, someone's face in the darkness changed and turned white.

Edema.

Then, the head was covered by water plants.

Young Master Lu was so startled that he almost fell off the bed, screaming and choking his throat.

Yep.

Status made him self-controlled.

If you let others know that Lu Dashao, who is not afraid of anything, is afraid of "creepy"...

That doesn't work.

Reputation will be damaged.

I saw the child standing in the shadow slowly walking out, his face even more pale in the silver moonlight shining in from the window.

It's scary.

Probably because the innocent little face with a sunny smile was full of resentment.

"Brother...Brother..."

The voice sounded like crawling out of hell, even Young Master Lu, who had killed countless people, couldn't recognize the tremor in his heart. After all, this was the first time he met someone who was already dead and his bones were rotten and crawled out of the bottom to take revenge.

Hey.

You can't live in peace.

bother!
However, if you should be afraid, you should still be afraid, and if you should retreat, you should still retreat.

He wanted to run away.

Can--

The door opened, and there was a girl in light blue cotton clothes, with several red strings tied in her hair, but her face was blurred.

Why?

It is said that if you describe it carefully, it will be regarded as indescribable and blocked.

Dare not dare.

Young Master Lu was stunned.

Yes, is it her?
That familiar outfit, no, it should be the string of red headbands...

Except for that person, no one would be so stupid.

"Third young master, I finally waited for you. I never expected that there would be..."

boom!
He was hit in the face by a very beautifully designed but heavy chair.

she:……

Young Master Lu rushed out of the door.

Unexpectedly, the corridor was filled with people at some point. When they heard the noise, they all turned their heads, their gloomy expressions slowly turning into malice.

"It's you……"

The voice seemed to come from hell.

Can--

Young Master Lu was at a loss, he didn't know these ragged refugees at all, okay?

He was in a dilemma, and just as he was trying to figure out how to escape, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around suddenly and saw a familiar face.

Beautiful.

only……

"Hey, do you remember me?" the woman said with her eyebrows curved.

Young Master Lu frowned. Somehow, although she was smiling, he looked at her smile with a gloomy look, as if she was calculating something in her heart.

"What are you doing here?" Suddenly thought of something, grabbed the woman's hand and was about to run.

However, sad reminder.

Yes.

Young Master Lu's original intention was good, he wanted to drag the woman and run away together.

However, the reality is cruel.

He held a white and delicate hand in his hand, and the owner of the hand was still standing still.

he:……

A woman a few steps away turned her head to look at him, with an unknown smile on the corner of her mouth, which became even more eerie, and her fair face became even whiter.

Very white.

Like a peeled egg, it was extremely smooth, and the moonlight accumulated on her face.

then……

The face is getting whiter and whiter, and gradually, there is a trace of green in the white, two or three...

From blue to purple, purple black purple black.

Young Master Lu had a frightened face.

Siru didn't move her feet, but she jumped in front of him and grinned, "Hey, do you remember me? I was once..."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Lu rolled his eyes and fell heavily to the ground. He pointed at Siru and opened and closed his mouth, as if he had something to say.

Siru leaned closer to listen.

"You... actually have bad breath, it stinks to death!"

When the head was tilted, the whole person was not breathing.Si Ru trembled with anger.

Mouth...smelly?

Before he died, this dead man wanted to... No, she was dying now.

Anyway, Young Master Lu is dead no matter what.

He didn't recognize who the person who stinks him was really until his death.

Death can't solve all problems, but it can end the story.

In fact, Siru didn't want to stink about Young Master Lu, and of course, it wasn't her. If the scene could be replayed in slow motion, you would definitely be able to see the invisible head rushing towards him when Siru crouched down and approached him.

Really.

The speed was so fast that I thought it was an illusion.

Young Master Lu couldn't breathe at all. Just like that, he was suffocated to death.

Siru saw that there was no one in front of her, and a voice sounded, "Next one."

……

Zheng's mansion.

Zheng Baozhu, dressed in a modern dress and wearing a white gauze flower hat, was sitting in the yard drinking coffee, but she was no longer young and youthful.

I got fatter.

There are many fine and dense wrinkles crawling in the corners of the eyes, like fish tails.

"Miss, the young master is here. "

Following the butler in was a young man wearing a black suit.

"Mother."

He bowed his head and said hello.

Zheng Baozhu looked at the man in front of him and nodded in satisfaction.This is her adopted son. It is said to be adopted, but in fact it is a child selected from the Zheng clan, and raised by her side as an heir to be raised.

Fortunately, it is well maintained.

He is a talented person, very sensible, and will not be misled by people's light words. It is safe to entrust the Zheng family to him.

As for that dream-like experience...

Thinking about it now, it seems like a lifetime away.

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On a desolate land, a dead tree was crumbling. Although there was no wind, it seemed that it could no longer stand still. With a bang, the tree fell down.

He fell gently to the ground, causing only a cloud of dust to fly around him.

Soon, it fell silent.

In the sky, a huge silver moon looked down coldly, beside the dead tree, a little girl in a pink dress stood quietly.

Her originally exquisite and beautiful clothes had faded and were tattered, her once black and shiny hair was now messily draped over her shoulders like a bunch of dry weeds, her lips were chapped and blood was slowly oozing out.

The thin body shook a few times, and finally fell to the ground helplessly.

"Ah."

A taunt.

She lowered her head and grabbed a handful of yellow sand, "In this world, there is no way to go back in time."

The sound was dry and rough, as if nails were scratching the wall.

The voice just fell.

With a ray of moonlight, the dead tree turned into powder, and the girl sitting by the tree...

It also disappeared, as if it had never appeared in this world.

Systems, tasks, three thousand worlds...

Even the gods of the planes cannot turn back time. What's more, will the gods from above really show mercy to the sufferings of mortals like ants?Why!
Before Siru disappeared, a crystal tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

But, this is not the end.

Her primordial spirit is still fine, but a little weak. When the deep sleep is restored, she will definitely come back again. Those bloody feuds must be avenged.

Siru closed her eyes.

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