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1377. What is the autumn wind sad painting fan 26

ah!

Jiang Manping wanted to scream, but found that she could not make a sound at all. She shook her hands in fear, fell back unsteadily, and rolled straight down the stairs. Even so, the fragile clay pot was still intact.

, and in the blink of an eye, half of her body had been sucked in.

Jiang Manping opened her mouth incessantly, trying to send out words for help. The rotten flesh and blood on her face fell all over the floor out of fear!

Ning Yi, Ning Yi, son, save mom! Save me!

Jiang Manping kept calling for Gu Ningyi in her heart, hoping that her son, who was the controller of this different space, could come to save her!

Unfortunately, Gu Ningyi didn't show up until she was completely sucked into the clay pot.

Ta, da, da...

The sound of leisurely footsteps was heard, and someone was slowly walking from the corridor.

Rounding the corner, Axin looked at the clay pot under the stairs. Her pretty face seemed helpless. She walked down the stairs and kicked the clay pot. There was a sound of chewing flesh and blood inside, as well as a feeling of weakness that was about to disappear.

breath.

"Aunt Jiang, didn't I tell you to work hard, atone for your sins, and stop seeking death? Why didn't you listen?"

Ah Xin shook his head, "Look, now the person who died without even a soul has become you, right? Alas~"

Saying that, Axin stretched out her foot and kicked the clay pot again, playing with it as a toy.

"Oh, you're still dead after all this time?"

After kicking it, she felt that there was still a bit of ghost energy in the clay pot. Ah Xin covered her lips and said in surprise, then nodded, "That's right. After all, you are tougher than a cockroach. You can't be crushed to death no matter how hard you step on it."

"But, are you still expecting the vice-president to rescue you?" Axin shook his head sympathetically, "That would be a pity, after all..."

She narrowed her eyes and spoke cold and sarcastic words from her lips, "The one who wants you to die is the vice-president."

It was also at this time that Jiang Manping's ghostly aura completely dissipated.

Ah Xin raised the corners of her mouth and was in a very good mood.

Finally died!

She didn't know how long it took, but she wanted to drive this old guy out of his wits!

That is to say, the vice-president, can he tolerate her dancing around in front of his eyes for so long, and is he not afraid that the president will be so disgusted that he won't show up again?

However, the president probably doesn't like this old guy anymore.

Ah Xin smiled softly, "Do you really think that Gu Ningyi's biological mother was the empress dowager here? Do you think that he really doesn't dare to do anything to you?"

That man dared to let his mother die in poverty for the rest of her life. Killing her was just a matter of convenience.

If Jiang Manping atoned for her sins obediently and survived secretly, Gu Ningyi might still give her a way out, and she wouldn't do anything to hinder him.

Damn it, you are a bitch who is shameless and looking for death, who is to blame?

"Secretary, Secretary General?"

The dormitory aunt was standing at the top of the stairs. She was holding on to the wall tremblingly, almost unsteady.

Azin looked at her and asked with a smile: "Auntie, did you see it just now?"

The dormitory aunt's pupils were dilated and she shook her head, "No, I, I didn't see anything."

Ah Xin's smile suddenly disappeared, and the gloomy ghostly aura instantly spread throughout the stairwell. Blood slid down his forehead, and he asked coldly: "Didn't you see anything?"

Plop, the dormitory aunt was so pressured by her powerful ghost energy that her soul was unstable. She lay on the ground, and corpse spots began to appear on her face, "I, I, I saw it, I saw it!"

"Oh? I really saw it!"

"Yes, yes, Secretary General, spare me!"

Ah Xin calmed down, walked over, helped the dormitory aunt up, and said gently: "Auntie, don't be afraid, I'm just asking."

The dormitory auntie shook her head even more like a sieve, "Yes, yes."

Ah Xin patted her shoulder and helped her return to her normal appearance, "Hey, it's better not to show her death appearance. What if it scares the nobles on the fifth floor?"

Fifth, the nobleman on the fifth floor?

The dormitory aunt said tremblingly: "I, I will definitely remember it."

"That's good. Auntie, please remember that nothing is as important as that noble person. You should pay more attention to her on weekdays and don't let some blind people bring bad luck to her. Do you understand?"

"I know, I know!"

"Very good," Axin turned around and kicked the pot over. "Take care of this dirty thing. From now on, you will be in charge of this dormitory building."

"Yes, yes, Secretary General, I understand."

"Um."



In the dormitory, Zhen Shan was lying on the bed, continuing to flip through the school rules booklet. Suddenly she felt the ghost energy downstairs suddenly surge. She held her hands and walked up, her eyes changing slightly.

But the soaring ghost energy subsided in a moment. Zhen Shanfeng narrowed her eyes slightly and was about to get out of bed to take a look.

What should I say, she had led those three silly girls all the way, and now they are dead, wouldn’t her work have been in vain?

"Sister, eat some fruit. An Ning can help you go down and take a look."

Aning walked in from the balcony outside with a fruit plate and said.

"It's okay, I can just go down by myself."

She has not forgotten that there is a rule in the dormitory rules that students cannot go to floors that do not belong to them at will. This rule is also valid for Aning.

"The ghost energy is in the direction of the stairwell. An Ning doesn't have to go to other floors. Sister, don't worry."

Feeling her concern, Aning's heart felt warm. For how long, his heart had been cold and hollow, which made people crazy.
Chapter completed!
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