[So the person before was Zhao Xu's wife...was she also killed by them? ]
[From this perspective, there are no ghosts in this instance? Are people the scary ones? ]
[Tsk tsk tsk, sometimes people are scarier than ghosts. ]
[So... who slept with Bai Jingmo last night...]
[Lens teacher! I hate you!! Unless you tell me it is...]
Li Li's death did not cause much of a stir among the crowd. A group of players had already anticipated this outcome.
Du Yanhan wanted to know who was with Bai Jingmo last night.
The group set out for the village in silence. Along the way, Du Yanhan tried to approach the man many times, but never found a chance to speak. She looked around and didn't find anyone suspicious.
Damn it! Who on earth is this?
What's more, Du Yanhan discovered something that made her even angrier: there were scratches on Bai Jingmo's arms caused by fingernails!
The veins on the man's exposed arm were slightly bulging, and although the scratches were abrupt, they also added a sense of eroticism, making him look full of lust.
You can tell at a glance that last night's situation was intense.
Aaaaahhh!!
Du Yanhan was so annoyed that he rubbed his hair in frustration.
She didn't even get to sleep, so who got the benefit?
Seeing her like this, Yixian came up curiously, raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you so angry?"
Du Yanhan glanced at her, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly asked: "Is it you?"
Yixian:?
Neuropathy.
Yixian turned and left.
She originally wanted to get some information from the NPC, but now it seems that this NPC is really useless, so she decided to give up.
Seeing her like this, Du Yanhan thought she was guilty, so she grabbed her wrist and said in a cold, sharp voice full of anger: "Did you go to Bai Jingmo's tent last night?"
She didn't lower her voice when she said this.
In an instant, everyone's eyes looked over.
Yixian: “…….”
My Lord, she shouldn't have come here to ask.
When Yixian heard the name Bai Jingmo, she subconsciously glanced in the man's direction, but when she met his dark and cold eyes, she shrank back in fear, with cold sweat on her forehead.
No, is Du Yanhan sick? Does she think everyone is like her?
Damn, who dares to go into his tent?
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