บท 200: Marrying A Rich Lady (Finished)

The feeling of suffocation enshrouded him from all directions, and all thoughts in his brain were buried with the fallen figure.

He forgot to breathe and forgot to struggle.

Blood soaked into the ground.

Soaked into his heart, little by little. Something in the heart was being nourished by the blood, and was about take root and sprout.

When everyone was stunned in the spot, the girl on the ground suddenly moved. She staggered up with the umbrella in hand.

The people surrounding her unconsciously retreated.

She was not dead…

Qin Che stared at her standing up. His emotions gradually quieted down when they had been unspeakable a moment before.

"Now, it's my turn."

Ming Shu held the umbrella. Her deep voice was strange and changed into one that sounded like an evil spirit from hell. Everyone's blood froze.

A chilly wind swept around them while they all shuddered at the same time.