Therefore, even she would find it difficult to control her feelings.
After passing another courtyard gate, we arrived at the inner courtyard of the Shengyue family. When we faced each other, we saw the family's inner hall.
Through the rain curtain, Mu Xianning clearly looked at the classical and deep-colored family hall. It was solemn and solemn at this moment.
From a distance, Mu Xianning saw two figures in gray and black attire kneeling on the ground. Such majestic figures were shredded by the dim lights in the lobby, leaving them alone and sad.
Mu Xianning looked at the backs and knew it was Yue Ting and Yue Chao. They each knelt down on the corpses covered with white cloth in front of them, but their faces were both filled with grief.
Mu Xianning seemed to no longer feel the presence of the heavy rain. Although the heavy rain washed away her thin body, she still walked firmly into the inner hall step by step. Only then did she realize that there were more than one corpses displayed on the ground in the inner hall.
Those two bodies, and seven other corpses.
Qingyou, Qingya, Luoting, Xiling, Yue Lingfeng, Yue Lingcong, and Yue Yunchi were all arranged on the ground. Before those people had time to cover them, they were all looking up at the ceiling with their eyes wide open, their bodies covered with blood.
It's blood, but he still doesn't rest in peace.
All of them were killed with one knife, and that knife accurately landed on the arteries in their necks. The blood flowed along the clothes, which showed that they had to stand for a while before death, feeling the passage of life and the painful struggle.
They were standing there, so their expressions were all painful and almost ferocious, and none of them were calm.
But Mu Xianning's eyes fell on the most eye-catching corpse of Qingyou for a long time, not because of her beauty or how terrifying her death was, but because she was still holding her tightly in her arms.
There is a five-year-old boy named Yue Yunchi.
The mother and the child hugged each other tightly, and there was a wound full of blood on their necks. The blood flowed down the neck, leaving traces on her fair neck, dyeing the collar, skirt, and eventually the entire body red.
The clothes were all covered with the dazzling red color, but her hands were tightly covering the wound on the neck of the boy in her arms, but the wound was too long, and her hand could only cover half of it, and the whole hand was covered with thick
The thick blood has not completely coagulated yet.
The boy's expression was fearful, but his eyes were not focused at all. For a five-year-old child, he didn't even know he was going to die.
Mu Xianning could almost see Yue Yunchi holding his mother and crying out in pain before she died, while Qingyou's face was full of grief and hatred for the world. Although there were no tears on her face,
However, her eyes were obviously red and swollen from tears, and she was mourning and resenting her fate. Two different emotions, depicting a tragic death on her face, were so vivid and tragic.
A person's death does not bring much pain, but before a person dies, he has to struggle in front of the God of Death to watch the person he loves most die. Such pain is heartbreaking, despairing and sorrowful!
At this moment, Mu Xianning suddenly felt the grief and anger coming from her heart that she was almost unable to resist. She gritted her teeth and could hardly stand. Her fists almost clenched loudly, but she still couldn't relieve the pain in her heart.
A beast-like fury that devours the crowd.
Who is it? Why don’t they spare even the old, weak, women and children? Even if the Shengyue family offends someone, why on earth are they not sparing even an old woman, four women and three children?
