Bai Yueguang, who was dressed as a hero and died prematurely

Fuqiao's eyes were cold, with a sinister look flashing across his eyes, and he stared at her sternly. Stimulated by her painful eyes, his eyes suddenly became split open, revealing a terrifying look of rage and violence.

Ruan Mei was already injured, and her blood-stained gray cloth had been stuck to her body for several days. She was strangled by the neck, her lips were pale, and hot tears came to her eyes. The wind gently lifted her long hair, She was broken and desolate.

Damn it, she has lived for 14 years, and she has been beaten at every turn since she came here. Is she easy to bully?

The girl who looked pear blossoms with rainy eyes one second and had red eyes raised her hand the next second and slapped Fuqiao hard, like a rabbit that was forced to bite someone.

"Snapped!"

This body looked extremely harsh in the silent night.

This slap had no force at all. This was the first time Ruan Mei had been so angry and so hard. Fu Qiao's whole face was slapped away. Ever since he was born, even when he was at his lowest, he had never been slapped.

How dare she slap him?

Before he could show off his power, Ruan Mei had already taken advantage of the moment when he was distracted and directly raised her leg to kick his second brother without leaving any force behind.

"Ah -" a miserable voice sounded. Fuqiao let go of his hand with a distorted expression, arched his body and cried out in pain. It was obvious that he was in extremely severe pain. His eyes were full of shock. Fuqiao really didn't expect that such a weak girl could be so fierce in style. The Ruan Xingzhu in his memory was not so...so...

Fuqiao held it in for a long time and couldn't find any words to describe it.

Ruan Mei summoned the bamboo branches and tied up the five-flowered bridge.

Although her cultivation level is low, oh no, she actually has no cultivation level at all, her bamboo branches cannot be easily opened by struggling.

Sure enough, Fu Qiao couldn't move. His face was red from suppressing the pain, his eyebrows were twisted into knots, and even the veins on his arms were clearly visible. His eyes looked like he wanted to go forward and tear Ruan Mei apart, but the pain in that area was so painful that his face was always distorted. He said in a fierce tone, "Shameless! Underhanded!"

Then, he heard her ask softly, "Aren't you dead? Or were you buried with my own hands? I haven't even asked you what kind of ghost you are, and you actually said I'm a fake?"

She smiled brightly, but she held the ice knife in her hand and put the knife close to his face without mercy.

"I want to know my past life. You can choose to tell me, or you can choose not to tell me. If you don't tell me, this face..."

Ruan Mei thought to herself, these handsome and handsome guys should all value her face, right?

Fuqiao snorted coldly, "You have the ability to kill me."

Ruan Mei lazily put away the skates, oh, she has no ability, she is not cold-hearted enough to kill someone. However, this does not mean that she cannot be buried alive.

Ruan Mei used the gold element to condense a pair of iron pliers, found a tree hole on a high ground, dragged the support bridge and threw him there.

Every time she made a mistake, she planned to repeat her old tricks and simply bury the person. She would learn from Sister Bao'er. Long live Sister Bao'er!

Seeing that he was being buried little by little, his calves... his knees... his thighs... his waist, Fuqiao changed from being unconcerned at the beginning to becoming a little flustered, and his expression gradually changed. It sank.

"Stop it, can't I say that?"

Ruan Mei nodded matter-of-factly, clapped her hands, and said with a smile, "Wouldn't it be better to do this earlier?"

She pulled the man out, but didn't untie him. She didn't feel any pity when she saw the bloody marks on the handsome boy's arms, "Go ahead."