Qiao Xiachu pushed Wu Qingya's hand away, and said with disgust on her face, "Go away, stay away from me!"
Her touch by outsiders is nothing but disgusting.
Especially the people around Jiang Hanzhi.
Wu Qingya didn't care.
She knew that she could not get an answer from Qiao Xiachu, and perhaps she could only know the specific reason by sending her to the master.
"Let's go, you should be very clear that in this place, any resistance you do is meaningless." Wu Qingya sneered.
Of course Qiao Xiachu is very clear.
She didn't put up any unnecessary resistance, and followed Wu Qingya step by step towards the tower.
When they reached the entrance of the tower, Wu Qingya stood outside and said to Qiao Xiachu, "Go up by yourself, the stairs of the tower can only accommodate one person at a time, if there is more than one person, one will die."
Qiao Xiachu sneered.
This Jiang Hanzhi is quite interesting, imprisoning herself in the tower, is this trying to be a Rapunzel girl?
Unfortunately, she is not a prince.
She looked at Baoqing behind her and said, "You wait for me here, you know?"
Right now, it's useless to say anything.
She can only tell Baoqing not to be anxious, not to worry.
Baoqing nodded with tears in her eyes.
She was terrified, wanted to fight Wu Qingya desperately, suppressed her emotions, and silently sent Qiao Xiachu away.
Not long after, Baoqing cast her eyes on Wu Qingya, and said with a sneer, "I think you are just like that, you don't want to be a human being, but you have to be a dog around others, you are quite capable."
Snapped.
Without further ado, Wu Qingya slapped Bao Qing across the face.
Just when Baoqing was about to rush up to fight her, Wu Qingya jabbed an injection on Baoqing's body. After a while, Baoqing lost consciousness in a daze.
Her eyes were full of hatred, but no matter how unwilling she was, she had no chance of winning in the face of an absolutely powerful enemy.
On the tower, there are muzzles everywhere.
Black hole, aimed at people's forehead.
This is not a pagoda for people to pray to Buddha, but a fortress for killing people.
Wu Qingya clapped her hands, and not long after, the door of the high tower opened, and several people in protective clothing walked out, sending Baoqing, Qiao Linmei, and Qiao Mobai into the iron cage in the back room.
Originally, she could have killed them all in one go.
But the person Qiao Xiachu cared about was not in a hurry to kill.
After the master finished using Qiao Xiachu, she would cut off their heads one by one in front of this little bitch, causing her to die of heartache.
This is the most vicious revenge.
Because, she has been with her master since she was a child, and when she was five or six years old, a photo fell out of the master's backpack, and the girl on it smiled brightly like a flower.
She asked curiously, "Mother, who is this?"
Who knows, Jiang Hanzhi slapped her on the head, and angrily said: "This is what you should ask? Who is she? She is someone you can't touch, you know?"
At that moment, the little heart planted a seed of hatred.
revenge.
She wanted to use all her strength to give Qiao Xiachu a good touch.
The first time they saw her, no one knew how much hatred she endured, and then pretended that she didn't know anything, didn't know anything, and expressed kindness to her...
She will never forget that scene.
If the master can only have one child, it can only be himself, not Qiao Xiachu!
The top floor of the tower.
After Qiao Xiachu came up, he walked to the last floor. When he saw the door in front of him, he stretched out his hand and pushed it.
The door did not move.
She tugged again, but still nothing.
"Didn't you invite me here? Is it interesting to shut me out?" Qiao Xiachu said loudly.
When she thought that the person her mother trusted most in the past turned out to be a terrible butcher, she gritted her teeth with hatred.
Mom trusted her so much.
But she has been deliberately approaching their mother and daughter!
What a cruel heart.
With a whoosh, the wooden door retracted into the frame.
There was nothing in the huge round-arched tower, except for a reclining chair, with its back facing the gate, and a silver-haired head was faintly exposed on the reclining chair.
Qiao Xiachu froze for a moment.
She didn't expect that Jiang Hanzhi's hair was so white that she looked like an old woman in her seventies or eighties.
"Why, why don't you come in? I'm going to close the door."
Inside the door, the voice is also like that of an old man, very old.
Qiao Xiachu was even more puzzled.
She stepped over the threshold and walked in.
With a whoosh, the door slammed shut.
There are dim lights flowing in the room, flowing little by little on the yellow wooden lattice floor, reflecting each other, only the white hair is the brightest color.
Qiao Xiachu stepped forward step by step.
Her heart slowly tightened.
I don't know what to be afraid of.
She is obviously just a useless old woman, so what kind of weapon is there?
Even if she wanted to summon the people downstairs, only one person could go up the stairs at a time, and the rescue would have to wait a while, which might kill her.
Thinking of this, Qiao Xiachu straightened his chest and stepped firmly.
When she reached the edge of the recliner, she saw the woman lying on it.
What kind of face is this?
It is not very old to say that it is old, and it is not young to say that it is young, but it is not the face of a middle-aged woman, with wrinkles on the forehead, crow's feet at the corners of the eyes, and white hair, and a drooping neck. The palm of the bark is full of old people.
She was lying on the chair, with her legs hanging down naturally, but one pair of legs was as thin as sticks, as if there was no flesh left, like branches that were about to break...
And the arms in her long sleeves were not much better.
It's like being sucked dry by something.
It's uncomfortable to see.
But her eyes are still the same as they were more than twenty years ago, she remembers them clearly, they are as beautiful as golden ears, full of strength and ambition.
Even though the body is so dry, the eyes are still bright and clear, as if they were in their thirties.
It's like putting two people in one body.
"Why, I don't know you anymore? Don't call me Aunt Jiang." The woman on the recliner smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on her mouth were torn apart, opening her mouth like a fish, which was very inconvenient.
Qiao Xiachu looked indifferent.
She crossed her arms and said angrily: "Why, you still want to get close to me? Do you want to ask my mother how you became a murderer when she asked me to call you aunt?"
Creak, creak.
Jiang Hanzhi gently shook the recliner.
Accompanied by the crunching sound of the reclining chair, Qiao Xiachu felt a strange feeling, and grabbed the top of the reclining chair to prevent the reclining chair from making a sound.
"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do? You have to tell why." She said, "Don't talk about building a female empire this time, the world will disappear, and your own empire is meaningless."
"quack……"
Jiang Hanzhi on the recliner smiled very strangely.
She rested one hand lightly on the back of the other.
Jiang Hanzhi said quietly: "I used to think that the baby was on Qiao Mobai's body. All along, I saw that you guarded him very well, so I didn't bother you. I even found a substitute specially, hoping that I could use it At this time, I will send you a substitute to be your younger brother..."
"Pooh!"
Qiao Xiachu laughed angrily.
Anyone can be her brother?
What an idiot!
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