She regarded Rakshasa as a biological sister, even closer than a biological sister, but now, it was she who wanted her dead...
"Sha, I'm sorry." Rakshasa said sorry again, and then slowly loosened his tight grip on Yinsi, and kept mumbling three words: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...
"
Di Sha's body slowly fell downwards, and her eyes became indifferent, like the god of death. Even though she knew what was going to happen in the next second, there was no trace of fear.
She stared intently at the dark figure above the floor, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth. In her whole life, the only person she had truly treated sincerely sent her into the abyss with his own hands.
hehe......
For her brother, how ironic...
Her eyes suddenly turned cold. If there was an afterlife, she would definitely be arrogant in the world and be the only one in the world.
It would be better for her to betray the world than for the world to betray her...
There was a deafening explosion behind him, and the sound resounded throughout the dark night.
She slowly closed her eyes, shutting out the bustling city and starry sky, spreading her hands, and her body continued to fall rapidly downward, and then she lost consciousness...
"Shiying, did you strike too hard? What if that loser dies?" A handsome man wearing a blue robe looked at Mu Shiying and said.
"Hao, she took this responsibility on her own and it has nothing to do with me. She leaves it to fate and cannot blame others." Mu Shiying looked at Xuanyuan Hao and said softly.
Less than three meters away from them, a woman wearing a goose-yellow dress was lying on the ground. Her face was pale and bloodless, her body was motionless, and her chest was stained red with blood.
Mu Shiying stepped forward, kicked Mu Hanyue, and sneered: "Fourth sister, do you want to pretend to be dead?"
The woman in the goose-yellow dress on the ground is the Mu Hanyue she calls.
Mu Hanyue was like a dead person, lying on the ground unconscious, as if she had lost the breath of life.
Mu Shiying's eyes flashed with a hint of evil, and she gathered a touch of yellow fighting spirit in her hand, and was about to strike at Mu Hanyue.
"Stop." A woman's angry voice came from a distance.
Mu Shiying retracted her hand, raised her eyes, and sneered: "Zizhu, if you want to stop me, it's best to see your identity clearly. You are just a maid of the Mu family."
She is the third young lady of the Mu family, and this bitch should be damned for trying to stop her again and again.
Zizhu ignored Mu Shiying's harsh words at all, ran to Mu Hanyue, put her body on his lap, looked at the blood all over her body, a flash of self-blame and grief flashed in her eyes, it was all her
It was Mu Shiying's fault. She deserved to die for Mu Shiying's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain. She should not have left the young lady. Now she was left in such a state with injuries all over her body.
She took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, poured out a few pills from it and stuffed them all into Mu Hanyue's mouth. She wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth and shouted worriedly: "Miss, miss, wake up, Zizhu is late.
,sorry Sorry."
Seeing that Zizhu didn't listen to her words, Mu Shiying felt a surge of anger in her heart. Damn that bitch, you dared to completely ignore her. Well, that's great.
Just as she was about to get angry, she unexpectedly saw her take out a porcelain bottle from her arms, pour a few pills from it and stuff it into Mu Hanyue's mouth.