Seeing her daughter vomiting blood, Xia Houjing was distraught and wanted to step forward to help her. However, the moment she took a step forward, a strong sense of discomfort washed over her. She felt a fishy and sweet sensation in her throat, and then blood gushed out of her mouth uncontrollably.
However, Hua Qingcheng, who was sitting at the door of the cell, was not moved at all.
“You deserve to die!”
At this moment, Hua Qingcheng was filled with murderous intent. Her voice was as cold as if it came from the netherworld, filled with endless hatred. Her once beautiful face had become extremely gloomy, as if possessed by a soul-snatching messenger, filled with a thick aura of darkness.
At the same time, her hands playing the piano did not stop at all.
As the strings were plucked, the music wailed, sometimes high-pitched and passionate, sometimes low and gentle. However, this beautiful music was like a death warrant for Xiahou Jing and her daughter. They felt the air around them grow thinner and thinner, as if an invisible hand were tightly gripping their throats, making it impossible for them to breathe.
"Bai...Bai Yuheng?"
As their consciousness faded, Xiahou Jing and her daughter seemed to see a figure slowly approaching. The figure was dressed in rags and covered in dirt, approaching them with a cold expression.
That’s right, it’s Bai Yuheng!
The handsome man who was once abused by them has now turned into a vengeful evil spirit.
Bai Yuheng's eyes revealed a bone-chilling chill, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a cruel smile. He stretched out two cold, pale hands and mercilessly grasped the necks of Xia Houjing and her daughter.
Xiahou Jing and her daughter struggled desperately, but the hand gripped their throats like a pair of iron pliers, preventing them from escaping. Gradually, their breathing became increasingly difficult, and the world before their eyes began to blur...
Finally, with two muffled thuds, Xiahou Jing and her daughter collapsed to the ground, no longer breathing. Their eyes were wide open, expressions of horror and despair still lingering on their faces, as if they had died with their eyes open.
Watching the scene before her, Hua Qingcheng felt no joy or satisfaction. Instead, she was filled with endless sorrow and pain. Although her revenge was successful, everything she had lost could never be regained...
"Puff~"
As the last note in her hand fell, Hua Qingcheng suddenly felt a fishy and sweet taste in her throat, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The bright red blood bloomed on the strings like a blooming flower of the other shore, splashing brightly and making a "clang clang clang" sound, as if crying for its master.
Hua Qingcheng's face suddenly turned pale, her eyes gradually dimmed, and her body began to shake, as if she might fall down at any time.
"Stars and Moon!"
At this moment, a dark figure flashed by like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he was beside Hua Qingcheng. He stretched out his arms and steadily caught Hua Qingcheng's shaky body...
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