"I kill you--"
When Xie Jingtang saw his wife being killed in front of him, he picked up a vase and rushed towards the woman who looked exactly like Wu Fei!
The dagger in the woman's hand flew out and pierced his forehead right between his eyebrows.
Suddenly, the couple fell in a pool of blood, unable to come to their senses as to why they were killed.
The woman sneered and gently wiped the blood from her hands with a handkerchief.
"Father! Father!" Xie Qing's anxious footsteps came from outside, "Grandma is in trouble, Father..."
When he saw the situation in the house, his eyes narrowed suddenly: "You, you, you killed them?"
The woman was not at all surprised by his arrival. Instead, she smiled faintly and said, "Oh, the young master is back?"
Xie Qing remembered that Wu Fei had clearly run deep into the village and did not follow him back to the Xie residence. He suddenly screamed, "You are not her!"
The woman in front of him looked exactly like Wu Fei, but the eyes she looked at him were extremely cold, like a poisoned dagger.
She is Zhang Wanrou!
That vicious woman who used Wu Fei as a stand-in!
Xie Qing was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He grabbed a pot of calamus near the door and threw it at Zhang Wanrou in front of him.
The woman turned her head slightly and dodged.
When I turned around, I saw Xie Qing running forward for his life.
Zhang Wanrou grinned with a sinister sneer, pulled out the dagger from between Xie Jingtang's eyebrows, wiped it on his clothes, then slowly stood up and walked out.
There is no way to escape.
Xie Qing suppressed the great fear in his heart and ran towards the gate.
As he ran, he looked at the bodies of his servants falling around him.
God knows how many people that woman Zhang Wanrou killed along the way?
Although there was no frightening sound of footsteps behind him, Xie Qing did not dare to slow down and rushed towards the gate.
I have never felt this way before. I wish I could grow a pair of wings and fly out of this terrible house.
When he rushed to the gate, Xie Qing bumped into the thick wall. His head was hit and he felt dizzy. Blood immediately flowed from his forehead.
He fell to the ground, looking at what he saw in disbelief.
There are still the familiar hanging flower gates on both sides, but the place where the gate was has become a tall wall!
If he hadn't just returned from outside this gate half an hour ago, he would hardly have believed his eyes.
So weird!
Xie Qing endured the dizziness and great pain in his head and looked behind him hurriedly.
A figure slowly walked out from the depths of the corridor.
It was a bright and beautiful face, but it carried the most terrifying cruelty and coldness in the world.
Looking at the blood-stained dagger in her hand, Xie Qing was so scared that his legs went weak.
"What are you going to do?"
A bloody hole was knocked out on Xie Qing's head. The excessive blood loss exhausted his strength and he didn't even have the strength to escape.
Zhang Wanrou slowly walked up to him, looking down at him with a hint of pity in her eyes.
"Why? Wu Fei didn't tell you what I was going to do?" She sneered, "Don't you know what your final outcome will be?"
Xie Qing was terrified and backed away desperately.
Zhang Wanrou bent down and looked at him coldly: "Everyone in the Xie Mansion must go to hell, otherwise how can we form the most terrifying copy?"
"What, what copy?" Xie Qing felt that his brain was not enough and he could not understand what she said at all.
Zhang Wanrou played with the dagger in her hand, looking at him with a half-smile, "According to the design of the copy, you will be killed on your wedding day!"
"Not only will you be killed, but your body will be thrown into the well in the backyard, leaving your soul trapped at the bottom of the well for generations to come."
Zhang Wanrou seemed to have thought of something funny and looked at him with a smile: "Guess how your sweetheart is doing now?"
Xie Qing saw the smile on her face and felt horrified: "You, you killed her?"
"Hmm!" she laughed again, "Guess how she died?"
Xie Qingsheng swallowed hard: "I, I don't want to know."
"No, just take a guess. If you guess right... maybe I'll let you go if I'm happy." Zhang Wanrou smiled extremely brightly, but also extremely cruelly and ruthlessly.
Xie Qing, whose brain was already failing from excessive blood loss, hurriedly asked, "Did you throw him into the well?"
Zhang Wanrou tilted her head and stared at him: "You're dreaming. Do you hope that she will stay in the well with you forever?"
Xie Qing thought of the dark and confined well, and suddenly felt a chill and felt even weaker.
The blood from his head kept flowing, and he felt more and more dizzy. He could not hold on any longer and fell down.
Zhang Wanrou let out a few clicks of her tongue, walked towards him, grabbed his collar and dragged him backwards.
She was very strong and dragged an adult like Xie Qing without any burden at all.
Xie Qing was like a tattered sack, being dragged forward in a daze, feeling extremely desperate.
All the way, he could feel the blood in his head flowing down, almost running out.
With a "bang", Xie Qing was thrown to the ground by Zhang Wanrou like garbage.
Xie Qing looked up and saw a well not far from the backyard!
He remembered the well where Yueyaer committed suicide, and was horrified and tried to climb out in a panic.
This is the backyard of Xie's house, and all kinds of undealt with debris are scattered on the ground.
In his panic, Xie Qing was bumped by something like firewood, his skin was scratched, and he bled even more.
“Help—”
He cried out in his dying breath.
The huge Xie residence usually has hundreds of servants, but at this moment no one came to rescue him.
Xie Qing had never felt such despair before and burst into tears.
Zhang Wanrou followed behind him with a dagger in hand and a ferocious sneer on her face.
"No one will come back to save you!" Her laughter was filled with endless coldness. "Wu Fei can't even protect herself, how can she come to save you?"
Xie Qing finally gave up on escaping and lay on the ground crying in despair.
"Who said I can't protect myself?"
A familiar voice suddenly sounded in front.
Xie Qing was shocked and raised his head to look forward.
Wu Fei's familiar figure appeared in front of him.
Xie Qing burst into tears again, crying loudly with excitement.
Zhang Wanrou looked a little surprised, but soon smiled: "It seems that the annoying black cat has taken everything, right?"
Wu Fei looked at Zhang Wanrou in front of her and quickly realized something: "Are you the 'me' who killed those players in the last dungeon?"
This statement is weird, but it is true.
The copy designed by Eve is like a Russian nesting doll, with another copy inside the copy.
The same "her" is designed in every copy!
Wu Fei wasn't sure whether the same self would appear in the next copy, but she was certain that this other "Wu Fei" had no good intentions towards her!
Even with great hostility!
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