The face that was cut flower fester, straight up in front of that Liu Qianqian, that smell of putrefaction seems to be stronger.

But that's not the point, the point is that Liu Qianqian at a look at that close face, scared eyes are to protrude like.

Ghost

"Wuwu..." The mouth and nose were covered with a whine, accompanied by a fierce struggle.

On the street flower Mou son one MI, one kills the idea to delimit in the eyeground.

This damned little bitch, hurt her wound again, but this woman still can't kill!

Since she was reborn from this body, it is up to her to ask for all that this woman owes to the original Lord!

She needs to find out who really killed her mother!

With this white lotus flower's ability, it is absolutely impossible to confuse the real with the fake. It is even more impossible to kill people in the prime minister's mansion, which is as good as the forest. Moreover, it is the mistress of the prime minister's residence who is killed.

The only possibility is that there is someone behind her.

Think of this, the Mo Shang Hua that originally covered her mouth and nose of the hand moved some, but according to death to press her that want to scream mouth.

"My sister is afraid? Don't be afraid. My sister always remembers how she took care of her. Your little face is so slippery. I don't know what your little face looks like when it rots

Flowers on the street with that face fester face, obsessed with looking at Liu Qianqian that beautiful face, one hand covers her mouth, the other hand gently caresses her cheek.

That appearance, is a devil completely, is extremely frightening.

Liu Qianqian's cold sweat was so scared that he soaked his clothes. His face was white and terrible. He trembled but wanted to struggle, but his whole body seemed unable to exert his strength.

Ghost!

It's the hell.

Fear is fermenting in the bottom of Liu Qianqian's heart, and her eyes are frightened to beg for mercy and look at the flowers on the street.

The corner of the flower's mouth on the stranger is slightly raised, but her eyes are cold and incomparable. She asks softly, "tell me the master behind you, and forgive you for not dying!"

Obviously covered with quilt, Liu Qianqian still felt creepy.

However, when she heard the word "master", she was suddenly stunned, and her frightened eyes were more than a trace of Qingming.

On the street flower Mou son MI, loosen her to cover her mouth hand to change to pinch her neck, the voice suddenly a cold: "say, otherwise I let you go to this 18 layers of hell."

"Er..."

Liu Qianqian uttered a dull hum, but there was another color of panic in his eyes: "no, can't say..."

It is obvious that the person behind her is absolutely not simple, so that she dare not speak out in such a panic.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of a stranger.

Can not wait for her follow-up action, a collision sound sounded, accompanied by a cry of panic.

"Help..."

It turned out to be Liu Qianqian's maid. She was sleeping in the ear room next to the master bedroom. When she heard a little noise, she got up to see if there was anything wrong with her.

But I didn't expect that what I saw was the picture of Liu Qianqian on the bed like a ghost.

Damn it!

Under the exclamation of the maid, the figure of the flower on the street has already flashed away from the bed like a flash of lightning.

He raised his hand and chopped it directly at the maid's neck.

But even if the hand is quick, that just exclamation voice also has spread out.

However, the flame of candle light falling to the ground, however, contaminated the curtain on one side and burned in the dark.

Standing on the side of the fire on the street flowers appear in front of Liu Qianqian, let that Liu Qianqian suddenly scream and rise.

"Ah..."

The man who was obviously out of breath and had to be thrown to the mass grave post suddenly appeared in his room with such bloody, purulent and rotten face that anyone would be horrified.

On the street flower eyebrow tiny one wrinkle.

Knowing that this is causing a disturbance, someone will come soon, she has no time to delay!

The flower on the street stepped forward quickly and picked up Liu Qianqian's collar. "Say, otherwise, I'll let you die in this fire!"

The voice was very bleak.

But she this close, Liu Qianqian but found something wrong.

"You, you're not dead?"

She had just been unaware of it in the dark, but now she clearly felt the waves of her breath.

A flash of killing in the eyes of a stranger.

But at this time.

"Bang!" Outside the yard came a huge crash, accompanied by Liu Bohan's anxious and worried cry.

"Qianqian..."

As soon as Liu Qianqian heard the news, he was happy, struggling and shouting, "Dad..."

On the street flower heart delimits inexplicable irritability.

Without any hesitation, she went up and cut her neck with a knife.

After Liu Qianqian passed out, the flower on the street was in a hurry to turn out a box from a dark grid in the bed, and then quickly jumped away from the back window.But after all, Liu Bohan, who had been rushed to the scene, saw the trace and roared, "go after him and seal the government immediately. I must catch the thief."

"Yes

In a hurry to the bodyguard, quickly toward the window that just left the street flowers to chase.

"Come on, there..."

"Cover up from the side..."

The whole prime minister's house was awakened in the middle of the night, and the search of the guards covered the whole residence.

But at this time, a dark shadow, like the one integrated with the night, came under the eyelids of the bodyguards.

I didn't expect that the cloaked man would appear in front of her like this.

……

But soon, there was another cry in the house.

"Killed, Qin bodyguard and Liu Guanshi were killed..."

The news was soon spread to Liu Bohan, who was furious.

"Who is it? Not only do you want to murder my daughter, but also dare to kill people in Benxiang's residence? No matter what means you use, you must find out the thief for me. "

"Yes The bodyguard who came to report was ordered to leave quickly.

"Mr. Xiang, Miss wake up." At this time, the maid came to report.

Liu Bohan then collected his anger and hurried into the bedroom.

I saw that Liu Qianqian a pair of weak and delicate half lying on the bed, his face was a little white, and the pinch mark on his neck was still obvious, which was pitiful and pitiful.

When Liu Bohan saw her, he couldn't help but think of his wife who had died. He felt more deeply in his heart. He asked in a soft voice, "Qianqian, how do you feel? Is there anything else wrong? "

"Dad, I'm fine."

"Qianqian, you tell Dad, do you see which thief wants to harm you?"

"Yes, yes Sister, she... " Liu Qianqian's eyes were tearful, and he wanted to stop talking.

Sister?

Is it

"She's not in prison?" Liu Bohan frowns.

"Dad, I'm sorry, my sister really doesn't look like the murderer who killed her mother, so she was released. But I didn't expect that she would hate me for robbing my parents. I didn't mean to rob my parents. She and she..."

Said finally, Liu Qianqian has a pair of sad like crying into a tearful son.

But the meaning of the words is enough to make people guess.