"In addition, there are also direct disciples of a certain big shot in Dingxuan who have also disappeared around Fucheng. It is very likely that they also died at the hands of Sun Xiyue."

Gudong!

The sound of swallowing saliva was heard.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Immediately afterwards, the extremely depressed woman cried, breaking the deathly silence of the viewing pavilion.

Qi Huaizhen ran out of the pavilion and towards the road outside the wetland.

She tripped over her skirt, staggered and almost fell.

Fortunately, a young man in a white gown who was passing by stretched out his hand to support him, saving him from rolling off the roadbed and falling into the mud.

"Go away!"

Qi Huaizhen broke away and slapped him without even looking.

Snap!

There was a crisp sound.

A plain white paper umbrella swirled and fell into the wetland water.

Flying together with the paper umbrella, there is also a slender and graceful figure.

Covering his face, he spun around and fell into the wetland.

There was a splash of water, sparkling under the sunlight.

"you……"

Miss Qi opened her mouth to speak, but a mouthful of blood gushed out, mixed with two white teeth.

She froze suddenly.

He stared blankly at the tooth that fell out of his hand, feeling sad for a moment.

Suddenly he burst into tears.
Chapter completed!