The arbor hid behind the tree and looked at Wu Yanzhen, who ran out from the back of the earth slope with his stomach in his hands and his face was blue. He pulled and laughed.

Just now I put some good material in this aunt's cup. It seems that it's just happened!

The tree, like a clever cat, stealthily runs behind Wu Yanzhen, curls its lips and tilts its head, cushions the hard stone of moderate size in its hands, and then smashes it at the back of her head.

Three smashes in a row.

The blood immediately flowed from the back of her head. Wu Yanzhen's eyes widened in horror. She didn't even hold a word. She fell to the ground with a bang.

The place where she fell was just a slope, so there was no need for trees.

She went down on her own and rolled to the side of a channel that had been cut half by hand. Half of her face was immersed in the muddy mud and remained motionless.

The tree followed slowly down the slope, squatted down beside Wu Yanzhen, grabbed her hair with both hands and pressed it down sharply, then pressed it to the mud.

I still remember that in the last life, when this woman took her sister Jolin away from their home, she was like a living fairy who came down nine days to save the suffering.

What's the result? Once again, Qiao Lin was lying in the cold rain, naked, without a piece of good meat. He was thrown into the wild like a mass of garbage. The wild dog was eating her rag doll like corpse.

Xiao Lin was only twelve at that time! Twelve years old, such a young life, which should be fresh and incomparable, has become a cold body.

This is the woman, a human trafficker who deserves to go to hell for 18 times. She earns this money without conscience and pushes her sister to hell. At the same time, she also harms the children of many poor families in the village.

At this time, the woman under the arbor's hand is probably suffocating due to the shortness of breath. When she wakes up, she unconsciously starts to move.

The dark eyes of the trees are full of cold light. Without consideration, they increase their strength and press the woman's head to the water.

Gulu, Lulu The sudden press made Wu Yanzhen's whole face deeply buried in the mud, and the sense of slime poured in from her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, which made her want to scream in horror.

However, one mouthful was Gulu, and several mouthfuls of mud water were poured in, which made her breathe more and more hurried, and her head was full of pain.

The view of the tree was cold, and the wood stared at the woman who was almost dead.

Since the third day of rebirth, arbor has been carefully pondering the previous life experience. It can be said that tracing back to its roots, the emergence of Wu Yanzhen is the fuse that led to the tragic fate of the last life, myself and even the whole family.

No matter after the death of her mother's depression, her father's forced to marry another, her stepmother's deliberate indulgence, her younger brother's rebellious dandy, or her own and younger sister's sad ending, they all have nothing to do with the woman struggling in the mud.

Therefore, she said to herself in the bottom of her heart, Wu Yanzhen, who is not vicious at all, is damned!

[how can you change my future if you don't die?]

[so, you still Obediently, listen to my words, just like this, I will go safely and happily! Die! Now! ]

hmm? How does it feel like being stared at? The tree shrunk its shoulders subconsciously.

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