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1736. Chapter 1736 Well, everything is right

"Haha, stop talking nonsense, there is no such person as Mo Mo." Xi Qingyu shook her head and treated Yan Bai as Yan Bai's lying on the ground, her reason gradually returned. Looking at Yan Bai's extremely simple eyes, she hid her fear and her voice became much softer and more friendly.

"Would you let your sister go? It's really not fun. What you said to you just now is all my sister joking. If you really did anything to me, you would be killing people. You shouldn't want to carry these things yourself. This will follow you for the rest of your life and be imprinted in your soul and cannot be washed away. If you let me go, I can let you go." Xi Qingyu spoke, and she watched the change of expression on Yan Bai's face, and at the same time, she knew the picture and manipulated her body

"What about you, sister? How many lives are there in this place? I saw them, sitting next to me and watching my sister. Some of their stomachs were cut open, and some of their lower bodies were torn." Yan Bai listened to Xi Qingyu's words, bent the corners of his lips, and a faint smile on her face. She reached out and fiddled with the pool water soaked in blood. Her hands were covered with blood. Yan Bai's pupils were shiny, as if countless stars were flashing inside.

"Look, sister, my hands are like this, they have been imprinted in my soul for a long time." Yan Baiyang raised his blood-stained hands, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and told a simple fact.

"So sister, I'll send you to accompany them." Yan Bai seemed to have a good idea.

"You... don't joke." Xi Qingyu only felt that Yan Bai was not normal in her behavior or speaking. She looked pale. As soon as she finished speaking, a gentle classical music sounded inside the room. A man's figure walked slowly. His movements were extremely elegant. In conjunction with the strange scenes on the scene, he looked very like a vampire count who came out of the Central European century. His skin was pale and there was no blood. The white shirt he was wearing was stained with blood, and the collar was loosely dispersed, carrying a kind of evil spirit and a sense of abstinence. The two did not appear on him in a contradictory manner.
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