Gu Sheng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

She got up a little impatiently and said, "shall I take you back?"

Qiao Zhihe listened to her cold voice and watched her cover the hood on her head again. He felt a little lost.

I always think it's hard to see such a death sister.

And now, she's become cold and inaccessible.

Gu Shengyin sent Qiao Zhihe home.

She didn't talk to the boy more. She always felt that she couldn't bear to see the bright eyes of the boy again.

And he Qing is almost ready there.

Master Du had set up the altar and prepared the sacrifice to the God of death.

He put on his robe, lit three incense sticks, and began to recite words in his mouth.

He Qing stood quietly on one side.

She didn't understand what the master was saying, and she didn't care.

All she wanted was a result.

A strong wind suddenly blew in the night, and extinguished the fragrance in master Du's hands.

Master Du lit the incense in his hand again and continued to chant.

This time, the strong wind from the void was even stronger, blowing the sacrifice to the ground.

Master Du completely changed his face.

He paid homage to the altar three times before he came to He Qing.

"As you can see, Ms. He, death doesn't want to see you."

He Qing did not know what happened, but the sacrifice was blown over by the strange wind, and she still saw it in her eyes.

"Death won't see me?" she said coldly

Master Du didn't speak. He said it clearly.

He Qing's face changed and he remembered the lover who had no way to stand up again.

He Qing could not bear to think that he would leave him soon.

She suddenly sneered, "don't you want to see me? Isn't the God of death specially for the dead? Then I'll let her pick up the person! "

She raised her hand towards her back, and several strong men came forward with a man in tow.

This man was a tramp she had found by the side of the road.

Master Du had already guessed he Qing's plan. His face changed greatly. Looking at He Qing's eyes was like looking at a Madman: "Ms. He, this kind of thing is a big sin. You can't do it. If you commit a crime, you will have to pay it back in the next life."

He Qing turned a deaf ear: "sin? I he Qing has committed less crimes in this life? If I want to pay back in the next life, I'll talk about it in the next life! I don't care what my next life is like. In this life, I will never lose him! "

Master Du looked at the crazy woman and regretted the innumerable times. Why did he set foot on this ship.

Now his heart is in despair: this matter, he is counted together with He Qing, when the heavenly way settles down, he can't run away.

He closed his eyes and did not look at what was about to happen.

He couldn't stop him. He knew that if he didn't cooperate with He Qing, this crazy woman would really hurt his little grandson.

When Gu Shengyin saw the light on the record book and the places and characters displayed on it, he was filled with anger.

He Qing!

How dare she do it!

He Qingleng looked at the man who fell on the ground without sound. There was blood slipping out of his body and winding to her feet, just like an evil and beautiful chain.

In the quiet darkness, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and the altar for the God of death was blown to the ground.

Master Du's face was in despair: "death is angry."

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