"Want to take a dip in this muddy water?" the white-haired old woman said solemnly, her eyes moving away from Pei Shiya inch by inch.
Miss Pei's lotus pestle fell to the ground, emitting a very dim light.
Just like her master, he is dying.
Liu Yin and Yang Yu'er were both frightened and took a few steps back, not daring to step forward and touch the old woman's troubles.
The honest man in his fifties cursed angrily, "Meili, you evil bitch, what a bullshit hobby, you just like to torture and kill young and beautiful girls."
"Look at someone who brings trouble to a good girl. Tsk, tsk, tsk, how pitiful she is."
When Yang Yuer heard what Honest Man said, she was so frightened that she trembled all over and wished she could immediately wrap her face with a piece of black cloth.
Pei Shiya threw herself into a pool of blood. Seeing that no one in the frozen canyon dared to come out to save her or even give her a hand, the hatred in her heart reached its peak.
Waste, waste, waste, a bunch of waste.
As the most honorable and delicate little princess of the Frozen Canyon, if she died today in the mines in the west district of the chaotic city, no one here, including everyone present, would be able to bear the anger of her mother Pei Zhixiu.
They will all be buried with her!!
Pei Shiya had a gloomy look in her eyes, and suddenly she felt the lotus pestle beside her move.
She spent a lot of effort to hold it down, looked up at the ill-intentioned old woman, her whole body was trembling violently, "You, what are you doing?"
"Little girl, the magic weapon made through sacrifice is quite good." A glint flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old woman, and she could not hide the greed in her tone.
Pei Shiya, however, was shocked and angry, and her whole body trembled, "You, you old woman, how dare you!"
"Pa!" The white-haired old woman slapped Pei Shiya in the face with a fierce and angry look.
Half of Pei Shiya's face was immediately blown open.
Her face was originally a mess of blood and flesh, but now half of her face, including her mandible, was smashed. It could no longer be described as miserable.
The voice was unclear, but you could vaguely hear it, "Mother will not let you go."
"Hahahahaha." The white-haired old woman laughed arrogantly and wildly, "Your mother? Are you talking about Pei Zhixiu, the leader of the Frozen Canyon? That trash, hahahahaha! Why should the old woman be afraid of her?"
Pei Shiya's pupils contracted for a while, and her left eye was smashed along with her cheek and filled with blood. At this time, she could only stare at the vicious old woman with her right eye and said vaguely, "You, don't be so proud."
"You ugly, old, vicious... old woman. You, you are just jealous of young and beautiful girls."
A sinister glint flashed in the white-haired old woman's eyes, and she was about to raise the black pear crutch in her hand.
I just heard Pei Shiya's vague words, but she spoke very fast, "You, you ugly old woman, you are a dead old woman who will go to the eighteenth level of hell. You, what will you do even if you kill me? You, the young and beautiful girl in this world, you Can you finish the killing? There is someone more beautiful than me right in front of you, can you kill it??"
The white-haired old woman clenched the black pear wood crutch in her hand and glanced at everyone on the field with a sinister look.
Every melon-eating crowd she passed by was not trembling with fear, and was filled with sorrow and hatred for herself.
Let you eat the melon, let you eat it! Now it’s okay, it’s terrible to eat the melon and eat it on your own head.
Even the slightly pretty women were so frightened that their legs went weak.