"Where have you been?" Luo Liyan's voice was full of shock, her small hands were trembling slightly as she grasped the lapel of Yu Chiche's chest.
"I'm going to deal with some business." Yu Chiche rolled his eyes guiltily, trying to change the subject.
But Luo Liyan suddenly pushed him away violently, and looked at him with a sad face.
"You still want to lie to me? The smell of blood on your body is so heavy, are you going to kill someone?"
Although this was just a question, the tone was unquestionably affirmative.
Yu Chiche was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.
"Yan'er, you don't need to care about these things..."
"No need to care?" Luo Liyan took two steps back, and looked at Yu Chiche's elegant and handsome face under the moonlight with sarcasm, "Aren't you afraid of karma for causing so many innocent killings? "
"What is the karma? I don't believe it!" Yu Chiche stretched out his long arms with a smile that was not a smile, and pulled Luo Liyan into his arms again, "What's more, only if you are strong enough can you have you, right?"
Facing such a stubborn Yu Chiche, Luo Liyan burst into tears.
Crystal-clear teardrops fell from the sockets one by one.
Whether it is the 43 lives that are about to die because of her, or the long way to go home, she feels desperate.
Now... If she wants to turn the tide, the only way she can do it is to take a risk.
"Why did Yan'er cry because of those insignificant people?" Yu Chiche's eyes were stained with unwilling madness, and his thin lips, which were cold because of the moonlit night, pressed against Luo Liyan's cheek, gently kissing those tears away.
The bitter taste made his reason swallowed up by jealousy a little bit.
His hands and hands were constantly tightened, and Luo Liyan was in severe pain from being strangled, and he was a little out of breath.
"What is an insignificant person?" Luo Liyan sneered coldly, "It is a chance that God gave you to meet, if your murder is too serious, I'm afraid there will be no good end for the two of us. If that's the case, do you still think that your hands are stained with the blood of insignificant people?"
"Are you admitting that your older sister was you?" Yu Chiche narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head, and stared firmly at Luo Liyan's eyes.
"Haven't you already made a conclusion in your heart? Is it important whether I admit it or not?" Luo Liyan raised her eyebrows and asked irrefutably, "It doesn't matter whether it is true or not. When you kill more innocent people , the fate between you and me will become thinner, and one day..."
"It's not like that day!" Yu Chiche didn't even think about it, his thin lips directly covered Luo Liyan's cherry red lips, and just about to poke his moist tongue in, she bit her hard.
"You and I are not gods. Doesn't Master Jing Kong tell you less about this karmic reincarnation?"
Yu Chiche silently looked at the resentful and hopeless eyes of the little man in his arms, a trace of fear emerged in his heart who never believed in fate.
If Yan'er went back to the past, it was really the fate bestowed by the heavens on the two of them, then the killing he caused for no reason would definitely annoy the heavens.
Thinking of Mrs. Li's curse before his death, Yu Chiche yelled in panic, "Go and stop me, I want Mrs. Li's family to be safe."
"Yes, General!"
In the lonely night, there was a clear echoing sound, which soon disappeared, leaving the garden full of solitude.
Seeing that she had finally achieved her goal successfully, Luo Liyan let out the breath held in her chest, her feet softened, and she fell down.