Since there was nothing unusual outside when he arrived, Su Keke was more inclined to another possibility.
This dead corpse or living corpse puppet has not been completely refined yet, but another wave of people with evil intentions appeared halfway and took this thing away with the intention of continuing to refine it.
As for why Su Keke didn't guess in other ways, it was actually because Yin Zhengjue was not a good person. In the eyes of outsiders, it was completely impossible for Yin Zhengjue to spend so much effort raising a person who had been sleeping for many years.
And the ghosts he collected through the deal with Wu Yan should be used to improve his cultivation.
Yin Zhengjue corrects his way, so he needs to purify these ghosts first and then take the clean soul power for his own use.
"Keke, let's go." Qin Mochen suddenly reminded him, breaking the oppressive and lifeless atmosphere.
Su Keke nodded and took another look at the woman stacked on top of Yin Zhengjue.
She didn't have her eyes wide open like when Yin Zheng was about to die, but she didn't close her eyes completely either.
The colorless eyes were half-closed, falling on the face of the man beneath him. He seemed to be unblinking, but more importantly, he was unwilling and resentful.
We couldn't live together, but we could die together.
I have spent these twenty years of my life just for this moment, killing the person I love and hate the most.
Don’t ask for atonement, but ask for no regrets.
Su Keke felt a little complicated when she thought about the scene where Ji Mengxiang threatened his life just now.
It is right to love someone, but what is wrong is that she uses the wrong way and loves the wrong person.
Of course, Su Keke didn't like Ji Mengxiang in her heart, but she never thought of asking her to die physically and mentally to make up for these mistakes. If the master knew about it, he would probably feel the same as her.
She respects Ji Mengxiang's choice. After all, for Ji Mengxiang, living is more painful than death. She wants to seek relief, and Su Keke is willing to grant it.
Sigh, you can’t do it if you don’t want to. The soul is destroyed so quickly, leaving nothing behind.
What Su Keke didn't know was that for Ji Mengxiang, she had already told Qian Yunze, the high priest, everything she knew, and she was lingering just to kill Yin Zhengjue.
Now that Yin Zhengjue is dead, she has no reason to stay in this world.
The two left the villa quietly without closing the secret room.
When the old nurse wakes up, he will soon discover the secret room and the two people "killing each other" in the secret room.
Su Keke walked decisively and never looked back.
Although she said she wanted to cut Yin Zhengjue into pieces with a thousand knives, it was such a painful way for him to die now.
All the previous extreme thoughts about being cut into pieces, smashing bones into ashes, and breaking corpses into pieces were all gone.
If she really did this, what would be the difference between her and those evil people?
The person is dead, the soul is extinguished, and venting on a corpse has no other use than letting your own evil thoughts and inner demons breed.
"Chenchen, do you think the things in the coffin are living corpses or dead corpses? I'm always a little worried about the things that Yin Zhengjue raised himself."
Qin Mochen carried her into the car and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't worry, we will investigate the rest slowly."
What is in the coffin, and where the dead or living corpses in it have gone, can all be investigated slowly, just like he did with Yin Zhengjue before.
Su Keke groaned, his head fell to the side, and he closed his eyes to rest.
The great revenge was avenged, and the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.
But revenge is not a pleasant thing. Su Keke realized belatedly that the bloody smell that filled the entire secret room just now affected her sense of smell and stomach, making her feel a little uncomfortable.
"Very tired? You'll be home soon." Qin Mochen looked at her with a distressed expression.
"Yeah, I'm very tired. I don't know how many spells I pinched, how many runes I drew, how many secret techniques of the Ji family I used, and how many times I controlled my energy.
Uncle Qin, you are really... very tired."
If Ji Mengxiang hadn't taken action in the end and Yin Zhengjue, protected by the formless divine light, had upgraded again, she would have had to fight head-on with the opponent for a long time.
Qin Mochen reached over with his arm and gently rubbed her head with his hand, "If you're tired, take a nap for a while. I'll call you when you get there."
Su Keke's mouth curved, "Don't call me when you arrive, just carry me upstairs."
Qin Mochen chuckled, "Okay."
The car drove for a while, and the man's brows suddenly frowned, getting tighter and tighter.
There was a faint smell of blood in the narrow space. At first, Qin Mochen thought it was the two people who brought them out of the secret room, but now that so much time had passed, the smell of blood was still there, and he immediately noticed something.
"Keke, are you injured?" Qin Mochen asked in a deep voice.
The man's hand tightened on the steering wheel, and the veins on the back of his hand popped out.
Su Keke put a hand on his stomach, placing it there casually. The bloody smell was emanating from here.
The little girl had not yet died of sleep. When she heard this sound, she woke up immediately, but her eyes were still closed, as if she was too tired and didn't want to open them.
She muttered: "In a life-and-death struggle, it's normal to get a little injured. Compared with Yin Zhengjue, my little injury is nothing at all.
Don't worry, Chenchen, I have gathered my spiritual energy to stop the bleeding, it doesn't matter."
She had protected herself very carefully and defended herself in time. Compared with Yin Zhengjue's appearance of being defeated again and again and finally covered in scars, the clean Su Keke was indeed remarkable.
But the man couldn't help his anger, "It's nothing? It doesn't matter?" xdw8
"Yes, it doesn't matter." Su Keke whispered back.
Seeing that he was about to arrive at the Xiaoqiao Liushui Villa area, Qin Mochen suddenly accelerated his speed, rushed back as if the car was flying, and then suddenly braked.
Su Keke felt a little uncomfortable from being shaken, and hissed, "Chenchen, please be gentler, my wound will burst."
Qin Mochen's voice trembled: "Didn't you say it's nothing, it doesn't matter?"
Su Keke pouted and said coquettishly: "Uncle Qin, I lied to you. Actually, my wound is a little painful. Can you come over and give me a hug?"
Qin Mochen couldn't hold himself any longer, his face was full of distress, "Where is it hurt? Stomach?"
Su Keke replied in a low voice: "Well, there is a small cut on my stomach."
Qin Mochen pursed his lips tightly and carefully carried her all the way.
After putting the person on the sofa, he immediately took off the little girl's clothes.
When he saw the long bloody gash, the man's hands began to tremble.
The bleeding did stop, but the blood that flowed out during the injury smeared the surrounding area, which looked very scary.
"Does it hurt?" he asked hoarsely.
"It hurts a little bit. Just give me a breath and it won't hurt anymore." Su Keke smiled at him.
Qin Mochen used to look at her smiling and the corners of his mouth could not help but turn up, but now, he couldn't smile.
After staring at the horrific wound for a while, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed along the wound from beginning to end.
A series of dense kisses fell gently and carefully.