Chapter 2232

Han Yue was shocked, "how could..." She was a little surprised. Seeing from Yang Qiuhong's fight with her last time, she almost didn't strangle her, she was very healthy and strong.

Su Kui shook her head. "Of course not. Take a closer look at her face."

Yang Qiuhong couldn't hear them. She was holding the dead meat, humming the lullaby softly, crying and laughing, like a madman.

Han Yue follows the voice and carefully looks at Yang Qiuhong's face. When his eyes touch the things in her arms, his eyes jump and he can't bear to look away. The more you look at Yang Qiuhong's face, the more surprised you are.

No wonder she likes to keep her head down so that no one can see her face!

I don't know when Yang Qiuhong's face shriveled at the speed visible to the naked eye, his cheeks were sunken, and the meat on it seemed to be plucked out by the living. His eyes were black and his skin was gray. What's more, Han Yue found several spots on her exposed neck.

That's the body spot!

A living person, unexpectedly grew the corpse spot of the dead talent president!! This is incredible!!

"What happened to her, to her?!" Han Yue asked in a trembling voice.

"Oh, it's just a self inflicted end. She feeds her dead baby with her heart and soul, and it will be backfired sooner or later. Now it's just a phenomenon of early backfire." Ji Feng sneers, low introduced a sentence, black eyes deep as ink, no temperature to speak of.

Yusha's eyes are complex. She doesn't know who is more suitable to hate now. Yang Qiuhong holds a child that she shouldn't exist. Like a madman, Han Yue is no better. There are still pinch marks left by Yang Qiuhong on her neck.

"What about my husband? Xu Dahai, what's his crime? Why kill him? " Thinking of her husband's death, she asked Yang Qiuhong quietly with a touch of indescribable anger in Sasha's eyes.

Smell speech, Yang Qiuhong has no guilt, on the contrary eat low smile.

"Ha ha ha Damn it all, damn it all, bitch

"You --"

Yusha didn't think of it. Now, Yang Qiuhong has no regrets. There was a fierce light in her eyes. When no one responded, she grabbed the glass on the tea table and smashed it at Yang Qiuhong.

"You are a vicious woman. You will go to hell 18 times after you die. It's not good to die!"

"Yusha!"

Su Kui squints. It's not over yet. Yang Qiuhong is not the only murderer. There is another one that hasn't been found out.

Yang Qiuhong didn't respond. The ghost baby lay limply in her arms, convulsed from time to time, spitting out the stinky blood from her mouth, and looked terrible and desolate.

In these things, everyone is wrong, but it should not be wrong again!

Yang Qiuhong's back head was smashed by a glass, and immediately red blood gushed out. However, she seemed to lose consciousness. She kept humming nursery rhymes in her mouth, with a strange smile on her lips.

"There's another man, Wang Jun, can't you come out?"

This sentence, in an instant, makes Yusha and hanyue surprised that they no longer pay attention to Yang Qiuhong's affairs, and their eyes are surprised.

"What? Wang Jun?! "

"He, isn't he dead?"

Han Yue has been tortured crazy, "what's going on?"

"Then let another person explain," Su Kui hooked his lips, held Ji Feng's hand, and motioned him to open Wang Jun's door.

Ji Feng shook his head, sighed and walked to kick open Wang Jun's door. It was full of violence.