Xiao Cui Xiaohe let out an excited "Hey", and immediately went back to get into the bed and rest.
In the middle of the night, they suddenly heard a scream, mixed with painful calls, coming from the next room. The two people were startled, and hurriedly ran out wearing their coats.
But seeing that the room where Mother Wang and Mother Yang lived next door was wide open, screaming and painful cries came from inside.
The two little girls shrank in fright, and walked into the room hesitantly.
As soon as I went, I smelled a strong smell of blood.
"Mother Wang Wang... what's this... ah..."
Just as Xiao Cui said, she suddenly faced a pair of cold, unwavering eyes, exuding a faint light in the dark night, and instantly blocked all her words in her throat, unable to speak.
"Miss Five?!"
At this time, Xiao Cui was again inevitable, thinking of everything she had seen and experienced when Huo Yan woke up during the day.
But now, it is worse than it was during the day.
She was holding a copper heater in her hand, which had been stained with blood, and her white skirt was stained a lot.
It is the twelfth lunar month, the coldest time of the year.
The others are wearing jackets, but she is the only one who wears autumn clothes.
The clothes sent to her in the usual way were all asked by Aunt Liu to leave and made clothes for herself. She was at ease on her own, and she hadn't cared about the life and death of this daughter in the slightest.
Mother Yang slumped to the ground and kept kowtow, her face was also colored. But she didn't dare to resist at all, she herself had done something wrong, even if Huo Yan was not favored anymore, she would still be regarded as the half master of the house. If the lady knew about it, they were afraid they would not even be able to keep their lives.
"Ms. Wu, what do you want to do, Mama Wang is your nanny, who fed you bit by bite to grow up!"
Mother Yang cried with her nose and tears, trying to impress Su Kui.
Su Kui rolled her eyes and repeated softly: "I'm too hungry."
When speaking, a ray of blood filled his eyes instantly, with a murderous intent.
But she herself was still innocent and innocent, and the rest of the people she saw were really cold from head to toe, and the blood all over her body poured back.
I have seen a face full of hideous distortions, vicious and vicious. But no one, with a child-like, innocent look of worldly affairs, did the thing that broke into the lower room in the middle of the night, picked up the copper stove and threw it on the head.
"If you are hungry, if you are hungry, can the servant find a snack for you?"
Mother Yang tentatively said that she wanted to leave here too much. She shivered coldly, and fell under the bed from the blanket in fear most of the night. The door was wide open again, and the cold wind whizzed in, making her head that was so scared to faint, and she was very energetic.
Su Kui didn't speak, the copper furnace was much bigger than her hands, she had to hold it with both hands.
The snow-white flawless skin was stained with red blood, and her little face was set off, revealing a strange and enchanting.
Xiaocui and Xiaohe were so scared that they had already plopped and knelt down on the ground and kowtow frantically, "Miss, Miss Fifth, please spare your life!"
Su Kui looked at Mother Wang, who was full of blood, and asked softly: "Mother Wang, where did my dinner go?"
Mother Yang moved her lips, and a dampness came from her body. She was frightened and incontinent by the girl's innocent face.
"Slaves... Doesn't the slaves..."
"Boom!"