Chapter 82: her sadness

Chapter 82 Her Sadness

The girl's voice was dry and hoarse. As soon as she said a word, her lips split open, and blood beads kept rolling down.

She licked it, took a breath of cool air in a low voice, and then, as if addicted, she bit the wound with the small fangs on her left side, sucking the warm blood that flowed out.

Lu Jingzhi clasped her chin with one hand, and prepared to pour a mouthful of condensed water into her mouth with the other.

Unexpectedly, she opened her mouth and bit her hand.

Unable to dodge in time, a tooth mark was chewed out on his hand.

Immediately afterwards, there was the scream of the girl crying.

Lu Jingzhi made a decisive decision and slapped her on the back of the neck.

People are dizzy.

"Hiss... hurts."

Pale blue light lingered on the back of the hand, and the teeth marks quickly disappeared.

After a pause, Lu Jingzhi sighed, squatted down, and gave her a sip of water.

The person on the ground has lost consciousness, but the instinct to swallow is still there, trying to swallow water mouthful by mouthful.

Visible to the naked eye, the wound healing of the lip flap disappeared.

Lu Jingzhi's small face was tense, her lips were pursed straight, and the veins in her temples were twitching. She gritted her teeth and stood up. She wondered if it was an illusion brought about by the cramped room. Three points dizzy, stature a little staggering.

Dream back to the end.

She had seen more than one of these rooms.

There is more than one such human.

Not limited to girls.

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This family was the first choice for surgery, firstly because it is close to her, and secondly because this family has few families.

Only two people.

Where she is going next, there may not be only two people in the family.

Thankfully, night fell.

Can hide the figure well.

It is very windy tonight, with dark clouds covering the sky.

Suddenly, there was a wailing sound from the tomb.

There was a short cry first, followed by a burst of crying.

It was as if a switch had been turned on.

Whining and whimpering, begging for mercy, madness and dreaming.

East, west, north, south, in every corner, there is no place that does not make a sound.

For more than a dozen "new daughter-in-law" families, Lu Jingzhi went door to door looking for them.

Fighting is not afraid of routines, as long as you succeed.

It's just that Jiang Xiaoduo was absent from ten families in a row.

The confessions of each family are basically the same. I have never seen a fifteen-year-old girl with a birthmark on her face.

There are not only "new" people in these people's homes, but also "old people", who are numb, crazy, and even "assimilated" in order to survive. cotton.

But he is not soft on his hands. If you don’t understand the words, you should knock them out first before speaking.

The eleventh household, still without Jiang Xiaoduo.

Lu Jingzhi was worried again, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't fall into this kind of magic cave!"

But prayer belongs to prayer, and what should be done is absolutely unambiguous.

The twelfth family.

There is no Jiang Xiaoduo.

When Lu Jingzhi arrived, he heard the cry of a weak baby, muffled.

Water system supernatural power covered his ears shallowly, and this was the sound he heard.

Entering the room—the smell of blood is strong, the woman on the bed has just given birth, the umbilical cord is still unbroken, the baby is covered in a quilt, and even the hands and feet cannot escape the killer of the biological mother.

"Fuck!"

Anyway, Lu Jingzhi reacted quickly and saved the baby.

"You don't want her? Because she's a girl?" Lu Jingzhi suppressed the anger in his heart, grieving for this era, this Yangjiacun, this woman, but he had no choice but no position to get angry.

Doesn't make sense.

The woman's mouth was released, and in the darkness, her voice was rare and calm, "Yes, she is a girl and shouldn't be alive."

"Because patriarchal? Because you think she can't carry on the family?" Lu Jingzhi asked.

(end of this chapter)

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