Her voice was sharp and cold, as if it came from the depths of hell: "For money, you can even sell your own daughter. It's really sad and ridiculous."
Qian's parents were frightened out of their wits by her horrific appearance and cold words. They curled up in the corner of the bed, trembling all over, unable to make a sound.
Song Jiao moved slowly in the air, her figure casting strange shadows on the wall, filling the entire room with a terrifying and depressing atmosphere.
The two of them suddenly burst into shrill screams, and their voices became trembling at the end.
Their faces were as pale as paper, and their eyes were filled with fear and disbelief.
Song Jiao looked at them coldly, with a satisfied smile on her lips.
"Why do you treat me like this, why!" Song Jiao's screams echoed in the room. Her voice was shrill and distorted, as if it was a cry coming from the depths of hell.
Her body crawled darkly and twistedly on the ceiling, like a trapped beast, struggling and roaring.
Suddenly, she stopped crawling, her body hanging in the air, her face close to Qian's parents.
Blood was oozing from all the orifices on her face, staining her features red and making her look even more terrifying.
She pulled at her hair with her hands, tearing it hard until her scalp was ripped off, revealing her bloody bones.
The white bones looked particularly glaring in the dark room, like the mockery of death.
Qian's parents watched this scene in horror, their eyes filled with fear and despair.
They wanted to scream and run away, but their bodies seemed to be nailed down and they couldn't move.
Song Jiao's screams rang out again, and she twisted her body wildly, with blood and bones intertwined together, forming a thrilling picture.
Her appearance had completely changed from that of a human being to more like a demon crawling out of hell.
Finally, Qian's parents could no longer bear the horrific scene. They took one look at the bloody bones and the wildly twisting Song Jiao, their eyes rolled back, and they fainted.
The whole room fell into deathly silence, with only Song Jiao's screams echoing.
Seeing that both of them had quieted down, Song Jiao couldn't help but sigh. They couldn't stand such a small thing?
It's really boring. I remember when she dressed up as a ghost before, there was a person who fainted from fright after she took out her internal organs.
She floated lightly towards Qianyu's room next door, like a cold night breeze.
This time, Song Jiao just stood quietly in the corner behind the door. Her face was pale, her eyes were empty, her white teeth were exposed, and she kept laughing.
The laughter echoed in the silent room, carrying an indescribable weirdness and horror.
Qianyu was awakened from his sleep by the creepy laughter. He opened his eyes in a daze. At first glance, he seemed to see a figure behind the door. At second glance, he seemed to see clearly that it was a woman. At third glance... his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and fear spread throughout his body like an electric current.
Song Jiao raised her hand like a machine. Her fingers were slender and cold, as if they could penetrate people's skin at any time.
She looked at Qianyu with a smile, her voice shrill and strange: "Brother, come and play!"
Qianyu was so frightened that his soul was about to be shattered. He clasped his hands together and began to beg for mercy: "Grandpa, Grandma, God, please don't come to me. I am just a person with nothing. You should go find my sister. She is very rich and has everything!"
His voice was trembling and desperate, as if he had already seen his tragic end.
Song Jiao now understood what it meant to be a dog that never changes its nature. Whenever there was something dangerous, this guy would never wish his sister any good.
"Brother, open your eyes and look at me! I'm Qianjiu!" Her smile revealed an indescribable weirdness and horror: "Brother, I'm Qianjiu! Look at me!"
Her voice seemed to have a kind of magic that was irresistible.
Qianyu shook his head in horror: "No, you are not my sister! My sister is still alive, who the hell are you..." His voice stopped abruptly, as if something was strangling his throat.
Song Jiao slowly walked towards him, her eyes revealing a deep sadness and anger: "Brother, have you forgotten? When you were a child, you stole my parents' money and falsely accused me of taking it, which caused me to be beaten by my parents. Have you forgotten?"
"And when you were in junior high school, you took my pocket money to pursue the school beauty, and I didn't have breakfast for a month! I hope these brothers won't forget it!" Her voice was full of resentment and accusations, as if she wanted to release all the grievances and anger of the past years.
Qianyu was so frightened that he couldn't move. He could only watch the terrifying female ghost approaching him step by step.
Song Jiao's approach left Qianyu with nowhere to escape. He could only curl up in the corner, shivering.
"You... don't do this, I... I know I was wrong!" Qianyu's voice trembled and he cried, "I... I will make it up to you, I will give you whatever you want!"
Song Jiao laughed coldly, and her laughter echoed in the silent room, carrying an indescribable weirdness and horror.
"Compensation? How can you compensate me? Can you make up for all the suffering and sins I've endured?" Her voice was full of sarcasm and anger, as if she wanted to release all the grievances and anger of these years.
Qianyu was so scared at this moment that he said in a trembling voice: "I am your brother! Your parents will not let you go if you do this! Your parents will beat you to death!" However, as soon as he finished speaking, Song Jiao laughed contemptuously.
"Beat me to death? They are already unconscious over there, how can they beat me to death?" Song Jiao's tone revealed a deep sadness and anger.
She slowly stretched out her hand, her fingers slender and cold, as if they could penetrate human skin at any moment. She stretched out her hand and pressed it on Qianyu's wrist.
Qianyu only felt a pain in his hand, as if it was tightly clamped by something.
He watched helplessly as his skin was cut open and intense pain spread throughout his body.
Then he felt countless hands reaching into his body and pulling out his bones one by one.
After his calf was pulled away, he fell to his knees on the ground, unable to move.
Next came the ribs. He felt his chest being squeezed by a huge force, as if it was going to squeeze all his internal organs out.
Qianyu was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe and could only let out faint groans.
The next second, this person also fainted.
Song Jiao clapped her hands, feeling it was too boring. These people had such poor mental qualities, how on earth could they do such things.
But she also felt comfortable. The next one should be Qian Yueqian's turn. I'm really looking forward to what she will look like!
whee!
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