Xiaohua wants to ask why she poisoned you.

Mingming's host helped her.

A good turn is a bad turn.

Hum.

As soon as the voice came down, Su Yan began to speak, "it was Hua qian'er and the man who wanted to poison us."

She was standing at the door, not loud enough for the people in the room and the flowers to hear.

"Why?" Xiaohua asked

The two people in the room have the same complexion.

Hua Rou didn't say anything, and still ate the food in her bowl.

Su Yan opens his mouth

"we know too much. It's better to kill them than let us go. "

Anyway, it hurt a painting.

There is no difference between one and two or three.

Hua qian'er shivers and stares at Su Yan?

If you don't get to the bottom of it, you won't do it! "

Just a voice drop, painting qian'er only feel a pain in her heart.

Poof, a blood spit out.

After a while, her heart was wringing and she fell on the table in pain.

She's a little unbelievable.

She didn't eat a bite of the food on the table.

On the other side, the man also had a reaction, his whole body twitched and his face turned blue.

Draw softly slowly, put down the chopsticks in hand.

Look up at the two men.

She smiled.

The laughter like a silver bell is so beautiful.

It's just that it's a bit out of place.

When I died, you gave me a ride.

Now it's time for me to give you a ride. "

She took the wine and sprinkled it on the ground.

The wine touches the ground and makes a sound.

Draw qian'er's big eyes

"wine... Poison"

Draw soft opening

"my most trusted people and my favorite should accompany me to hell.

Otherwise, I can't rest assured. "

At the end of a man's life, his eyes are wide open

Hua Rou stood up and fiddled with her cuffs.

All of a sudden, the soft face turned into a skeleton.

Her voice is hoarse and hard to hear

Voice fell, the man's body a shiver, frightened fell to the ground.

Shivering, full of fear

"painting, painting soft"

painting soft step by step.

He raised his feet and stepped on his body

Say, draw soft feet.

Poof, the man's blood gushed out again.

Fall to the ground, no sound.

On the other side of the painting, qian'er is covering her heart and mouth. Her face is black and green, and she is shivering and hiding.

When she did harm, she never thought that her cousin would come to her one day.

Hua Rou confirms that the man is dead, and then aims at Hua qian'er again.

She walked over.

Reach out.

Hold the face of Hua qian'er.

The nail pierced the skin of Hua qian'er.

Fresh blood drips out.

Draw a soft opening

"our sister, rest assured, you will live a good life.

After all, you are so disgusting. I don't want to meet you again on the way to huangquan. "

With that, Hua qian'er screamed out in fear.

A face was scratched.

He was covered with blood and fainted.

After all this, Hua Rou arranged her clothes.

Stand up.

By the time I looked at Su Yan, the skull's face was back to normal.

A pure good look.

No crying.

No despair betrayed.

It's just a very understatement to kill those two people.

I avenged myself.

In this way, the painting of soft life, the curtain.