Chapter 184: Repaying a grievance
Jiang Ruan Ning sneered: "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that there will be retribution for doing evil! And meeting me is the time when your retribution comes."
"Hahahaha!" Although Zhao Ping couldn't guess how the little girl in front of him knew that he had killed Qian Xiaohong, no matter what channel she learned it through, since she already knew everything, she must not be left alive!
He had no intention of letting her live.
Now he was determined not to let her leave here alive.
However, before sending her off, he had to have enough fun with her!
"That's right, I killed Qian Xiaohong." Zhao Ping admitted it directly, with an arrogant look, "That little bitch didn't listen to me, so I killed her."
"She is a bitch herself, she deserves to die!"
"Since you know I killed her, why do you still dare to come to me alone? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you too?"
Jiang Ruan Ning looked at him as if she were looking at an ant: "The one who deserves death is not her, but you. Zhao Ping, have you ever seen a wronged ghost asking for his life?"
"Humph, wronged ghosts seeking revenge?" Zhao Ping snorted disapprovingly, "Do you think saying this can scare me? If there really are wronged ghosts seeking revenge, why didn't Qian Xiaohong's ghost come to seek revenge on me?"
Jiang Ruan Ning didn't say anything else.
Qian Xiaohong's wronged soul did not seek revenge on Zhao Ping, not because she didn't want to, but because she was still a new soul.
The new soul that has just died is still very weak, so it cannot affect the living.
In addition, Zhao Ping was full of evil spirit, so Qian Xiaohong's ghost could do nothing but follow him and watch him.
"Qian Xiaohong, do you want revenge?" Jiang Ruan Ning asked softly, looking at the girl standing behind Zhao Ping.
Qian Xiaohong's eyes were filled with tears and she nodded.
"Okay." Jiang Ruan Ning pinched out a spell and hit Qian Xiaohong, "Then it's as you wish. Now, you can take revenge!"
Zhao Ping looked at her coldly: "What tricks are you playing? Qian Xiaohong has been killed by me. Don't think you can scare me with these ghost tricks!"
"If you feel sorry for Qian Xiaohong, I'll send you down to accompany her!"
The moment the magic spell hit Qian Xiaohong.
The soul, which was originally just a ball of light and shadow, now showed a physical entity.
Zhao Ping was just thinking about going forward to get rid of Jiang Ruan Ning, when suddenly, a faint voice sounded behind him: "Zhao Ping, I died so miserably."
Zhao Ping's whole body stiffened and an expression of horror appeared on his face.
He turned around very stiffly and slowly.
When he saw Qian Xiaohong standing behind him, he cried out in fear: "Qian Xiaohong? Aren't you dead? Why are you here?"
Qian Xiaohong's eyes were filled with tears and blood.
Blood was also constantly flowing from his forehead.
There was a big bloody hole on her head.
That was caused by Zhao Ping smashing it with a big rock.
When Zhao Ping saw the bloody hole on her head, he was so scared that his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.
Qian Xiaohong stretched out her hand, and her nails grew suddenly. She wrapped around Zhao Ping's neck like a poisonous snake, tightening inch by inch, making Zhao Ping's face red and his neck thick, and his breathing gradually became difficult.
Zhao Ping tried to pry her hands open, but the more he struggled, the tighter the fingers wrapped around his neck became.
He rolled his eyes and stared at his legs, not even having the strength to shout.
"Help, help, help me, cough cough cough..."
At the last moment, Zhao Ping reached out to Jiang Ruan Ning and called for help.
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