Ji Xiang's eyes were full of pain but he didn't know how to speak.

"I am ashamed of my wife and daughter!"

The approaching Jin Yiwei showed no emotion on his face. He raised his sword and looked at Su Zhixing warily. He smiled bitterly for a moment, grabbed the sword next to him and cut his throat to death!

Shen Moli, who was on horseback, had his pupils suddenly narrowed, his whole body tensed up, and he yelled angrily.

Before even approaching the Su Mansion, Shen Moli smelled blood and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Wuying lowered his head and replied again,

Su Youning lost consciousness and could only move forward numbly.

Blood was soaked in the ice and snow, and people who were once alive fell at Su Youning's feet.

"I don't dare to hide it. Madam's illness came out of nowhere. I'm afraid she won't be able to survive this winter."

The next second, blood surged in his chest, a violent coughing sound was heard, and a sweet smell came out of his throat.

Su Youning's heart trembled, and a thin layer of sweat suddenly appeared on her back that had been cold just now.

Wuying heard the sound of horse hooves and hurried over.

"Nonsense, there are only 134 people on the roster of Su Mansion, where are they?"

Shen Moli thought of something and took a breath.

Wuying continued to speak.

"It's madam. Together with madam, the total is one hundred and thirty-five."

Hearing this, Shen Moli's heart froze, and the sweet taste in his throat spurted out from his mouth. A stream of blood sprinkled on the heavy snow in front of the Su Mansion.
Chapter completed!