The corners of her mouth bent and she waited for more than 20 years, and she wanted this effect.

Although the Jun family is incomparable to the Mu family, at least it still has a certain foundation. It is naturally the best to take it for yourself without any blood.

"So, don't think your life is valuable. If you don't cooperate, I will kill you mercilessly! Do you know? Master!"

She had a smile on her lips, making him closer.

Feeling her warm breath, Jun Qianchen quickly moved away a little and nodded in agreement.

Soon, the two arrived at the North Courtyard.

"Master, take me to the place where I buried my sister! Then dig her grave, how about it?"

"Are you...are you afraid of retribution?"

Mu Luoying covered her mouth and chuckled: "Retribution? Even if you want retribution, it will be repaid to you first!"

She said, dragging him into the North Courtyard.

The cool autumn leaves and breeze add a terrifying atmosphere to the originally bleak North Courtyard.

"Where is Xi'er?" Jun Qianchen asked subconsciously.

"Will she stay in the Jun family?" Mu Luoying chuckled. If she were Jun Qianxi, she would not stay in the Jun family.

When you want to use it, take it over and use it. When it is useless, kick it away directly.

Jun Qianchen's expression was a little declining, and he regretted it to death. If he had known that this eldest daughter was so charming, he should have held it with her.

The last straw was gone, so he had to take her to the place where Situ Qianqian was buried.

Unexpectedly, the dignified Ninth-level Undead Summoner of the Human Realm was buried in a corner after his death.

"Jun Qianchen, why not throw her in the mass grave!"

Mu Luoying said, raising her hand to slap the corner of the wall.

The walls of the North Courtyard collapsed and dust flew.

"Mu Luoying, what are you doing?"

Jun Qianchen was shocked by the loud noise, and then he roared.

Will there be bones still exist in this palm?

"Master, you didn't feel sorry for your death before you died, but you felt sorry for your death? What are you pretending?"

She looked at the angry person on the side sarcastically, and with a wave of her sleeves, the corners of the wall that had been blinded by the dust became clear.

She knocked out a pit at the corner of the wall, and the corners of her clothes were faintly exposed in the soil.

"Master, go and dig out your sister!"

Mu Luoying chuckled and pushed the person beside her.

Jun Qianchen fell forward unsteadily, and his face almost stuck to the clothes.

He jumped up in fear and quickly retreated.

A flash of light flashed, and there was a cold touch on his neck.

"Master, do you dig?"

Mu Luoying held a sword in his hand and wiped it off his neck, marking a thread of blood.

Under the threat of death, Jun Qianchen had to return to the pit, stretched out his hands, and pulled out the soil.

His eyes narrowed, fearing to see the thick white bones.

His body kept trembling, but when he reached a certain depth, his fingers still did not touch a strange object.

His eyes slowly opened and he couldn't help screaming.

Mu Luoying quickly stepped forward, a cold light flashed in her eyes. She pulled up his clothes and said angrily: "Didn't you say you buried someone here?"

"Yes...yes! But...but it's gone!"

There is nothing else in the pit except a piece of clothes, this is an empty grave!

At this moment, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh!

Mu Luoying shook him away hatred, and then digged the soil with the sword in his hand. Sure enough, there was nothing here except a few pieces of clothes.

She looked up at the sky, her eyes full of madness: Situ Qianqian, are you really not dead?
Chapter completed!