Chapter 4649
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The strong aroma is breathless, but it is also mixed with a rotten and disgusting smell
Even the dumb woman couldn't help covering her nose. Thinking of what mosiyu told her, the eldest lady was dead and couldn't live, she couldn't help feeling sad again.
Since people are dead, they should be safe in the land. Otherwise, how can the soul rest and reincarnate?
Thinking of this, the dumb woman couldn't help crying.
She lifted the gauze curtain and made the bed. She found a lot of falling hair on the pillow and light blood stained on the quilt.
The dumb woman looked around, took out the porcelain bottle from her arms and secretly sprinkled the powder under the bed while the boy didn't pay attention
The strong fragrance in the bedroom obscures the faint taste of the powder
After cleaning up, the dumb woman followed the boy out of the bedroom.
The smell of putrefaction wafted in the wind, looming. Mo Siyu's nose was always sensitive, sniffed, frowned and walked towards the front.
Turning around the corridor, Qin Wuyan was looking at flowers with Zhuang Xiaoyu in the back garden. The breeze blew Zhuang Xiaoyu's scattered hair and made her long black hair messy. Qin Wuyan sat on her side and smoothed her hair all the time. Finally, he couldn't take out a handkerchief from his cuff and tied her long hair together.
The man looked at the woman on his side with affectionate eyes. In Mo Siyu's eyes, it was like a dynamic picture, as if there were only two of them between heaven and earth, and everything did not exist.
Mo Siyu hid behind the porch column and silently watched the scene. There were some ripples in his heart. If he didn't love a person to his bones, a man wouldn't hold a woman's cold body and sleep together for ten years.
Ten years!
The stars change, the sea changes, day by day, month by month, year by year.
How many beautiful women are exquisite and beautiful, such as water lotus, and how many women have passed away, and a new generation changes old people.
A high-ranking man is still so handsome and extraordinary. If he wavers a little, countless women pack up and send it to him, but he keeps a woman who will never wake up again, never leaves, goes in and out together, and always takes her with him
There are always men in the world who say they are seduced by women. Anyone who can be seduced is a person with evil intentions. If he has evil thoughts, how can he be seduced if he has no distractions.
There are few men in the world who can do so. Anyway, she hasn't seen them in her life.
Mo Siyu, who used to have some complaints about Qin Wuyan, now has a trace of sympathy for him.
Although this man kills people without blinking an eye and does things cruelly, he also has some emotional merits.
While Mo Siyu was thinking, a low voice slowly came: "come out, how long are you going to hide there and peep at this seat?"
Mo Siyu: "
Mo Siyu saw that Qin Wuyan did not look in the direction of his hiding. Fortunately, he looked elsewhere, but found that only the place where he stood could hide from others. Only then did he know that Qin Wuyan had already known his existence.
Reluctantly, she slowly came out from behind the corridor column and moved to Qin Wuyan's face, "high priest, I didn't mean to peek at you, I just... Something..."
"What's up?" Qin Wuyan hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu in his arms and rubbed Zhuang Xiaoyu's nails with his fingers. Then he raised his eyes to Mo Siyu and asked, "has the art of resurrection been studied?"
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The strong aroma is breathless, but it is also mixed with a rotten and disgusting smell
Even the dumb woman couldn't help covering her nose. Thinking of what mosiyu told her, the eldest lady was dead and couldn't live, she couldn't help feeling sad again.
Since people are dead, they should be safe in the land. Otherwise, how can the soul rest and reincarnate?
Thinking of this, the dumb woman couldn't help crying.
She lifted the gauze curtain and made the bed. She found a lot of falling hair on the pillow and light blood stained on the quilt.
The dumb woman looked around, took out the porcelain bottle from her arms and secretly sprinkled the powder under the bed while the boy didn't pay attention
The strong fragrance in the bedroom obscures the faint taste of the powder
After cleaning up, the dumb woman followed the boy out of the bedroom.
The smell of putrefaction wafted in the wind, looming. Mo Siyu's nose was always sensitive, sniffed, frowned and walked towards the front.
Turning around the corridor, Qin Wuyan was looking at flowers with Zhuang Xiaoyu in the back garden. The breeze blew Zhuang Xiaoyu's scattered hair and made her long black hair messy. Qin Wuyan sat on her side and smoothed her hair all the time. Finally, he couldn't take out a handkerchief from his cuff and tied her long hair together.
The man looked at the woman on his side with affectionate eyes. In Mo Siyu's eyes, it was like a dynamic picture, as if there were only two of them between heaven and earth, and everything did not exist.
Mo Siyu hid behind the porch column and silently watched the scene. There were some ripples in his heart. If he didn't love a person to his bones, a man wouldn't hold a woman's cold body and sleep together for ten years.
Ten years!
The stars change, the sea changes, day by day, month by month, year by year.
How many beautiful women are exquisite and beautiful, such as water lotus, and how many women have passed away, and a new generation changes old people.
A high-ranking man is still so handsome and extraordinary. If he wavers a little, countless women pack up and send it to him, but he keeps a woman who will never wake up again, never leaves, goes in and out together, and always takes her with him
There are always men in the world who say they are seduced by women. Anyone who can be seduced is a person with evil intentions. If he has evil thoughts, how can he be seduced if he has no distractions.
There are few men in the world who can do so. Anyway, she hasn't seen them in her life.
Mo Siyu, who used to have some complaints about Qin Wuyan, now has a trace of sympathy for him.
Although this man kills people without blinking an eye and does things cruelly, he also has some emotional merits.
While Mo Siyu was thinking, a low voice slowly came: "come out, how long are you going to hide there and peep at this seat?"
Mo Siyu: "
Mo Siyu saw that Qin Wuyan did not look in the direction of his hiding. Fortunately, he looked elsewhere, but found that only the place where he stood could hide from others. Only then did he know that Qin Wuyan had already known his existence.
Reluctantly, she slowly came out from behind the corridor column and moved to Qin Wuyan's face, "high priest, I didn't mean to peek at you, I just... Something..."
"What's up?" Qin Wuyan hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu in his arms and rubbed Zhuang Xiaoyu's nails with his fingers. Then he raised his eyes to Mo Siyu and asked, "has the art of resurrection been studied?"
The strong aroma is breathless, but it is also mixed with a rotten and disgusting smellEven the dumb woman couldn't help covering her nose. Thinking of what mosiyu told her, the eldest lady was dead and couldn't live, she couldn't help feeling sad again.Since people are dead, they should be safe in the land. Otherwise, how can the soul rest and reincarnate?Thinking of this, the dumb woman couldn't help crying.She lifted the gauze curtain and made the bed. She found a lot of falling hair on the pillow and light blood stained on the quilt.The dumb woman looked around, took out the porcelain bottle from her arms and secretly sprinkled the powder under the bed while the boy didn't pay attentionThe strong fragrance in the bedroom obscures the faint taste of the powderAfter cleaning up, the dumb woman followed the boy out of the bedroom.The smell of putrefaction wafted in the wind, looming. Mo Siyu's nose was always sensitive, sniffed, frowned and walked towards the front.Turning around the corridor, Qin Wuyan was looking at flowers with Zhuang Xiaoyu in the back garden. The breeze blew Zhuang Xiaoyu's scattered hair and made her long black hair messy. Qin Wuyan sat on her side and smoothed her hair all the time. Finally, he couldn't take out a handkerchief from his cuff and tied her long hair together.The man looked at the woman on his side with affectionate eyes. In Mo Siyu's eyes, it was like a dynamic picture, as if there were only two of them between heaven and earth, and everything did not exist.Mo Siyu hid behind the porch column and silently watched the scene. There were some ripples in his heart. If he didn't love a person to his bones, a man wouldn't hold a woman's cold body and sleep together for ten years.Ten years!The stars change, the sea changes, day by day, month by month, year by year.How many beautiful women are exquisite and beautiful, such as water lotus, and how many women have passed away, and a new generation changes old people.A high-ranking man is still so handsome and extraordinary. If he wavers a little, countless women pack up and send it to him, but he keeps a woman who will never wake up again, never leaves, goes in and out together, and always takes her with himThere are always men in the world who say they are seduced by women. Anyone who can be seduced is a person with evil intentions. If he has evil thoughts, how can he be seduced if he has no distractions.There are few men in the world who can do so. Anyway, she hasn't seen them in her life.Mo Siyu, who used to have some complaints about Qin Wuyan, now has a trace of sympathy for him.Although this man kills people without blinking an eye and does things cruelly, he also has some emotional merits.While Mo Siyu was thinking, a low voice slowly came: "come out, how long are you going to hide there and peep at this seat?"Mo Siyu: "Mo Siyu saw that Qin Wuyan did not look in the direction of his hiding. Fortunately, he looked elsewhere, but found that only the place where he stood could hide from others. Only then did he know that Qin Wuyan had already known his existence.Reluctantly, she slowly came out from behind the corridor column and moved to Qin Wuyan's face, "high priest, I didn't mean to peek at you, I just... Something...""What's up?" Qin Wuyan hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu in his arms and rubbed Zhuang Xiaoyu's nails with his fingers. Then he raised his eyes to Mo Siyu and asked, "has the art of resurrection been studied?"
