Chapter 830: No return on a good deed
The truth is getting closer, but they still need an opportune moment to reveal the true face of this man behind the scenes.
Qian Zongxue patted Chu Tan on the shoulder: "It's getting late, the deity will go to your room to rest, as for these corpses, I will leave them to you."
What, where does he sleep? Just as Chu Tan was about to ask, his figure had disappeared from the door.
Juechen looked at him with some sympathy, "Do you need help?"
Chu Tan was not polite, and directly handed the corpse into his hands, and did not forget to remind: "Remember to be careful, if you accidentally get it on your body, the Daluo Immortal will be difficult to save."
After a while, the three corpses were also cleaned up, leaving no trace.
When Juechen went out, Chu Tan was nowhere to be seen. He wanted to go back to his room, but found that the door had been locked and a note was attached to the door.
"Don't say that being a brother won't help you, your room is over there!"
There was also a big arrow drawn on the note, pointing directly to the room next door, which was also Hongluan's room.
Juechen gritted his teeth, his forehead blue veins burst out, trying his best to resist the urge to smash the door with a palm.
He shouldn't show that **** kindness, otherwise, how can he be reduced to the point where the room is occupied by others, and he doesn't need to think about it to know that the guy must have placed countless organs and poisons in it. .
Of course, he would not go to Hongluan, but returned to the room just now, lying on the bed with a sullen face.
There are still the ghosts of the four killers in this room, but he doesn't care at all, and he doesn't feel the slightest fear. He quickly fell asleep with his hands behind his head.
The morning light was faint, and when the first rays of sunlight came in, I could faintly hear the sound of someone walking outside.
Riyue Villa is still as peaceful and quiet as it used to be. No one knows what earth-shattering things happened last night. All murderous intentions and conspiracies are hidden under the surface calm.
When Feng Yinshuang woke up in the morning, she only felt a little uneasy.
She had insomnia and dreams last night, and she didn't sleep well all night, so she looked very haggard.
As soon as Han'er saw her, she exclaimed: "Mother, your appearance today is very suitable for pretending to be a ghost, you don't need to put on makeup."
Feng Yinshuang glared at him: "If I were a female ghost, I would eat a bad child like you first."
"I don't believe it, even if my mother is a ghost, she is the most beautiful ghost."
This sounds a bit pleasant to listen to, but... what a ghost, even in broad daylight, it makes people feel panic.
There's no more to worry about, today is the duel between him and Bai Lingjue, as long as it's over, she can leave here.
"Han'er, you can go with me today. When you arrive at Chongyuan Terrace, you will hand you over to Hongluan. Remember not to run around around her."
There were many people present, and she was also worried about what would happen, and she was relieved to have Hongluan to take care of her.
Han'er couldn't help but ask: "Mother, who do you think will win today's competition!"
Feng Yinshuang was helping him get dressed. Hearing this sentence, the movement of his hands paused slightly.
After a long while, she finally said softly, "He won't lose."
"So in my mother's heart, I still think that my father is the most powerful, right?" Mother and son are connected, and the little guy naturally knows who the mother is talking about.
Feng Yinshuang obviously didn't want to continue this topic. She was just stating the facts. Since nothing could be stopped, she could only hope that this contest would end in a peaceful way, and it was best that no one was hurt.