Cuihua's face turned deathly pale, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Under Ma Hehua's sharp gaze, she felt like a lamb to the slaughter. She wanted to explain, but found that her throat was blocked by something, and she couldn't say a word.

Suddenly, Cuihua felt a warm flow gushing out from below. She looked down and realized that she had wet herself in fright.

The stench grew even stronger, causing those around to frown.

Cuihua was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear into the ground.

However, at this moment she dared not make any movement and could only lie blankly on the ground.

Ma Hehua's sinister smile, tinged with a wicked charm, appeared particularly eerie in the dim light.

Her eyes gleamed with a dangerous light, as if they held endless secrets and ruthlessness.

"I don't know if Huang Sanlang told you, but years ago, a lynx tried to take over the Ma family's land. Huang Sanlang took me to find that lynx. Guess what happened to that lynx in the end?"

Ma Hehua's voice was low and sinister, like a curse coming from the depths of hell.

She slightly raised her chin, and her arrogant demeanor was chilling.

Her body trembled slightly, as if something powerful and terrifying was about to burst out of her body. The surrounding air seemed to freeze, making it hard to breathe.

Cuihua looked at Ma Hehua in horror, feeling an indescribable fear spreading through her heart.

It was as if I could see the terrifying scene that lynx faced back then, and smell the blood and death.

Ma Hehua's smile grew increasingly ferocious, her eyes revealing a kind of mad pleasure.

She seemed lost in her memories, recalling the horrific massacre and the lynx's desperate eyes.

Her body trembled even more violently, as if she were about to unleash a world-destroying force at any moment.

A gentle breeze blew by, bringing a touch of coolness.

But in this terrifying atmosphere, this chill felt like an ice dagger, piercing everyone's nerves.

Cuihua trembled, not knowing what fate awaited her.

Ma Hehua, however, remained immersed in her own world, her wicked smile and sinister eyes sending chills down one's spine.

"Smack!"

A loud slap landed on the back of Ma Hehua's head. "You unlucky one, why do you talk so much nonsense?"

Ma Linghua stared at Ma Hehua with a sinister look.