In the middle of the mourning hall, in front of Zhang's coffin, three corpses were already frozen, kneeling respectfully in the blood, facing Zhang's portrait, like sculptures.

What's even more weird is that the heads of these three stiff corpses were all screwed off, and the necks were bloody and bloody.

At first glance, Lin Yi frowned tightly, feeling that the backs of these three headless corpses seemed familiar.

"Who are these three?"

The official on the side turned pale, swallowed, pointed to the front and replied, "Go there and see."

Lin Yi was confused, but still walked to the body and took a look!

Seeing this, I felt even more stiff all over!

I saw the three frozen corpses with their hands raised in front of them as if to support them, and what they were holding were three round heads!

oops!

Aren't these the three brothers of the Ji family who were so domineering just yesterday?

His head was actually screwed off, and he held his own head in his hands and knelt in front of Zhang's coffin to apologize!

Horror, despair, fear... all kinds of expressions were frozen on the faces of the three brothers of the Ji family, frozen forever by the snow.

In front of where the three people were kneeling, on the gray floor, eight large twisted characters were written in dazzling blood.

It's like a confession.
Chapter completed!