Qu Jian'er looked disgusted.
Knowing the inside story, Zuo Chen wanted to exclaim, "Wonderful!"
Old Master Han hurriedly called out, "Miss Die..."
He wanted to speak.
But he found that he even had difficulty opening his mouth.
His eyes rolled back and he coughed up blood.
Faced with absolute power.
Unless one achieves physical sainthood, the human body remains as fragile as tofu.
It shatters at the slightest touch.
Before he closed his eyes.
He overheard their conversation.
Zuo Chen, unusually curious, asked, "Who is this person?"
Qu Jian'er's eyes remained completely calm: "You stupid fool who goes out without looking, slandering you to my face and coveting your luck. Dying once is already cheap enough for him."
She unleashed the Nine Netherworld Flames, kindly solving the problem of where to place Old Dao's remains.
When Han Laodao's soul was in a state of confusion.
Qu Jian'er reminded her, "Pay your respects to your own remains now, or your soul will be scattered."
Han Laodao's soul cried out in pain. What he saw was that Qu Jian'er's soul was blood red.
He didn't understand who Qu Jian'er really was.
Why is someone so full of sins not struck by lightning?
Qu Jian'er, moved by kindness, asked, "Do you know why you absolutely must die?"
Old Master Han naturally had no idea.
Qu Jian'er took off her butterfly mask.
She revealed a face that was both beautiful and gentle.
Old Master Han will never forget it, not even in death.
Miss Butterfly is Qu Jian'er!?
What stupid things did he do?
Trying to seize Zuo Chen's fortune in front of Qu Jian'er? Threatening Qu Jian'er with her name in front of her?
He died in peace.
Yet I resent the injustice of heaven and earth.
Why should he, who committed evil, hide for half his life, fearing punishment from heaven?
How could someone like Qu Jian'er, whose very soul reeks of bloodshed, remain unharmed?
pity.
He was destined never to get an answer.
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