Uncle, please grasp the scale of spoiling your wife

"Go to hell, go to hell!"

The woman's voice was sharp, and she rushed towards Qin Zhao with her red eyes.

It's over, the young master is going to die!

he thought.

His hands and feet were cold, and he closed his eyes tightly, waiting for that moment to come.

However, the expected pain did not come, but something whizzed over, like a clanging sound.

Qin Zhao opened his eyes abruptly, and saw Su Luo's absolutely gorgeous and cold side face and porcelain-white hands, those slender fingers were wrapped with strewn red threads, each root was taut.

And the other end of the red thread was tied tightly to the crazy woman just now!

The woman was writhing like crazy at this moment.

Seeing the phalanx that couldn't break free from the red line, he immediately opened his bloody mouth and rushed towards Su Luo.

With a pull of Su Luo's right hand, the intertwined red lines tightened suddenly, and the woman seemed to be cut into dozens of sections by the red lines, and fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

The strong stench of blood suddenly permeated...

Without further ado, Qin Zhao turned his head and vomited.

He didn't know how long he vomited, until he couldn't vomit anything, then he turned his head tremblingly with a white face.

In the end, I saw Su Luo squatting beside the pile of meat...

--vomit!

Qin Zhao turned around and started vomiting again.

It wasn't until he was about to vomit out his bile that Qin Zhao turned back tremblingly.

However, when he looked back again, the pile of minced meat on the ground had turned into a pile of black ash, and he couldn't even see a drop of blood.

Qin Zhao swallowed with a grunt, really couldn't figure out how that pile of minced meat turned into a pile of black ashes in such a short period of time.

And at this moment, Qin Zhao saw Su Luo get up and stand up.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Qin Zhao always feels that Su Luo's face seems to be much more lively than before, and he can't tell what it feels like, it's like a goblin in a movie has absorbed Yang Qi, and his whole body is covered with a layer Painted skin...

……

Qin Zhao was taken aback by his own thought, a gust of cold wind blew by, he couldn't help shivering, and only then realized that his entire back was soaked in cold sweat.

But at this moment, Qin Zhaocai noticed that the surrounding scenery seemed to have changed drastically.

The immaculate marble floors are full of signs of age and even dust.

Qin Zhao was sitting on a dilapidated sofa...

And there was a teacup in front of him, which contained a deep red and somewhat blackish viscous liquid...

"This...this is..."

Su Luo glanced at him expressionlessly, "The tea you wanted to drink just now."

Qin Zhao: ...

That is to say, Qin Zhao couldn't vomit right now, otherwise he would have to vomit out his entire stomach.

"Fang... who was that person just now?"

"The nanny of this family."

As Su Luo said, regardless of Qin Zhao's reaction, she turned and walked towards the cabinet in the corner.

However, when the cabinet door was opened, it was empty inside.

The man clearly told her that the things are here...

……

"How do you know?" Qin Zhao asked persistently.

Su Luo ignored Qin Zhao, pretending she didn't hear him.

She can't say that she absorbed the dream just now, so she knows?

This kid is going crazy if he can't keep it all.

She carefully tapped every corner of the cabinet.

Soon, she knocked on a vacant place, and she pushed a little harder, and the old and dilapidated cabinet clattered, and the entire backboard was pushed away.

I saw a metal safe exposed behind the back panel.

"Fuck!"

Qin Zhao never expected such a thing to exist, his eyes widened.

Su Luo frowned slightly, only then did she realize that the string of passwords that thing told her was used here.

"It's a lockbox!"

Qin Zhao looked excited as if he had discovered the New World of America.

Even the face that was frightened to pale just now has recovered a little bit at this moment.

He blew a few times towards the keypad, and immediately a burst of dust flew up, making him cough repeatedly.

"Ahem, ahem, I can't type without a password..."

Before Qin Zhao finished speaking, he saw Su Luo raised his hand and pressed a few numbers, only to hear a 'click', and the door of the safe opened.

Qin Zhao looked at Su Luo in a daze, as if he had seen a ghost.

Su Luo didn't pay attention to Qin Zhao, and glanced subconsciously, and sure enough, she saw a letter inside.

The font on the envelope is particularly beautiful, and there is only one person's name.

——Received by Luan Yujuan.

"Luan Yujuan?"

Qin Zhao couldn't help but make a sound.

Su Luo took out the envelope, and then glanced at Qin Zhao, "You know him?"

Qin Zhao frowned slightly and pursed his lips, "How could I know him?!"

If he remembers correctly, this is the name of Mrs. Luan of the Luan Group.

It should have nothing to do with her.

——It should be the same name, right?

He must have thought too much.

"Okay, let's go."

Su Luo put the envelope in his pocket and put it away, then glanced at Qin Zhao, turned around and walked out the door.

"Wait for me……"

Qin Zhao didn't dare to stay here for too long, he hurriedly followed, and when passing by the pair of black and gray, Qin Zhao couldn't help kicking him.

Unexpectedly, the pile of black ash on the ground instantly dissipated into black mist and disappeared.

Qin Zhao was startled, and couldn't help but quicken his steps, but he accidentally tripped over something under his feet, and he fell forward uncontrollably...

In the next second, Qin Zhao suddenly opened his eyes.

But she saw him sitting in a daze under the cherry tree at the entrance of the villa.

It seems like it was just a big dream from beginning to end...

Qin Zhao pursed his lips, turned his head almost subconsciously, and saw Su Luo standing beside him expressionlessly.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Su Luo glanced at Qin Zhao coolly, "You fell asleep sitting up."

Qin Zhao: ...

Do you think I'm stupid?

Qin Zhao subconsciously wanted to speak, but, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a corner of the envelope protruding from the pocket of Su Luo's school uniform...

—that letter? !

"Fuck, you got the letter out?"

Qin Zhao's eyebrows almost rose in shock.

How dare you take the letter from that ghost place?

Su Luo subconsciously glanced at her pockets with lowered eyes, and only then did her pair of beautiful fox eyes respond.

She frowned slightly and stared at Qin Zhao for a while, and only after a while did she utter a word with doubts in her eyes.

"Do you remember this letter?"

Qin Zhao: ...

Look at this question!

Young Master, I am not a seven-second fish!

Why don't you remember?

A trace of doubt flashed in Su Luo's black and white eyes, "Do you remember what happened just now?"

Qin Zhao's voice suddenly raised an octave, "I don't just remember?!"

I guess I will never forget it in my life!

not to mention……

Thinking of this, Qin Zhao caught a glimpse of the black ash on the front of the white sneakers...

This... this is not...

The image of Su Luo strangling the woman into a pile of minced meat with a red rope in the nightmare just now appeared in his mind...

--'vomit'!

Seeing Qin Zhao turn around, bend over and start to vomit again, Su Luo silently took a big step back——

It seems that I really remember...

and--

She closed her eyes and found that Qin Zhao's body was not even half black. ???.

According to common sense, if the soul enters this kind of dream, it will be more or less contaminated with evil spirits, and it will be ill after waking up from the dream.

But looking at Qin Zhao's frisky appearance, he didn't even have any signs of sickness.

It really is--

Surprising.

……