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Chapter 115: Sell her

She didn't know how Feng Wu got home. She only knew that she woke up again and saw her grandfather's old face.

"Grandpa, why did the car accident happen?"

Grandpa said, "The car was tampered with and a bomb was planted in it."

"Where's the second uncle?"

Grandpa sighed, his hand still wrapped with a bandage, "Your second uncle was injured trying to save me and has just passed the critical period."

She hugged her body and curled up on the bedside, "Grandpa, I want to be quiet."

She was the only one left in the room, and her heartbeat could be heard clearly on her quiet face.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the oversized snot-nosed pig. Daddy and Mommy made it for her personally. Why! Why couldn't she prevent her parents from dying even after she came back?

Why! Send her back, let her experience the fact that her parents are dead again!

"You hate it, don't you?" A woman's seductive voice suddenly sounded. Feng Wu raised her head suddenly, only to find that the scene had changed. It was no longer her room. The surroundings were pitch black and there was nothing!

"who?"

"Hahaha, tell me, do you hate yourself? You could obviously prevent your parents from dying, but you just watched them die."

"How can you be more noble than me if you hide your head and show your tail?" Standing up, Feng Wu was still the arrogant Feng Wu. She was so cowardly that she could only dream.

"I'm in front of you." Following her voice, a similar face suddenly appeared in front of Feng Wu, her black hair flying in the wind, and her dark red lips raising an arrogant smile.

Feng Wu was shocked, this is her face!

"What? Are you surprised to see me?" The black-haired woman raised her head and laughed, her face changed, her upper body suddenly floated behind Feng Wu, leaning on her shoulders, and caressing her face with her cold fingers, "But you

It seems that the hatred is not enough." It's too little, this bit of hatred is not enough for her to stuff her teeth into.

Feng Wu avoided the contact between her hands and her body in disgust. How cautious she was to be touched by a woman, or a female ghost with only her upper body!

"What's your name?" Who is this woman? Putting that arrogance in her face really made her unhappy!

"Meng Ji."

She seems to understand a little bit, that scene is a nightmare that has been dusted by her, and this woman's ability should be to make people relive nightmares.

Hate? Haha...

Meng Ji frowned, "Why are you laughing?" She is the master here, controlling everyone's dreams!

"You dug out my nightmare, didn't you just want to eat my hatred?" Feng Wu folded her hands on her chest and looked at her frankly. She accidentally opened a book in her grandfather's study, which recorded the dream.

Ji is born from the hatred, resentment, greed, etc. of the cannibal nightmare.

And in this life of Feng Wu, the strongest of her seven emotions and six desires is hatred!

Meng Ji's eyes scanned Feng Wu's body like

Stronger! The taste is purer!”

Feng Wu frowned. The dusty memory Meng Ji mentioned was what Feng Wu, the former owner of the body, experienced six years ago?

The dark wind blew, and the sound of singing reached my ears. The charming voice said, "Go, my puppet."

Feng Wu secretly screamed, this is a sign of Ru Meng! But she couldn't resist Meng Ji's magic voice!

This time she no longer experienced it personally, but appeared as a bystander in the dream of the dead phoenix dance.

Six years ago, the Feng family

Although she is the fifth young lady of the Feng family, her status is not as good as that of a disgraced servant. She has been left alone in the shabby courtyard since Feng Wu was seven years old, and no one cares about her.

The full moon hangs high in the sky. Today is her thirteenth birthday. Her thin and lonely figure is in the yard. The moonlight stretches her shadow very long.

Footsteps sounded, and Feng Wu was about to hide, but suddenly she heard that she was just a shadow and could not be seen by others, so she turned around generously to welcome the footsteps.

Wearing a green skirt, the girl holds a food box in her hand, and her childish face can still tell who she is, Feng Qing!

Feng Wu raised her eyebrows. What was she doing here? She didn't think this woman was so kind that she would come here to bring food!

"Fifth sister." The voice came before the body arrived. The moment Feng Qing stepped into this shabby yard, the disgust was obvious in her eyes.

When the timid Feng Wu saw Feng Qing coming, her previous desolate look disappeared without a trace. She ran over, took Feng Qing's hand, and said excitedly, "Seventh sister, you are here.

"

Feng Qing glanced at the hand she was holding. She calmly withdrew her hand, raised the food box in her hand, and said with a smile, "Fifth sister, today is your birthday. Let me bring you something."

Your favorite cake."

"Seventh sister, thank you. You are the only one who treats me best and remembers my birthday."

Feng Qing sneered, did she really remember her birthday? If it weren't for Feng Wu being born one day before her sisters, she wouldn't have remembered it!

Thinking about what she had arranged, Feng Qing placed the food box on the stone table and waved to Feng Wu, "Fifth sister, come here quickly."

Feng Qing became a little nervous at the thought of finally being able to get rid of the waste Feng Wu. When she opened the food box, her hands were obviously shaking. She said, "Fifth sister, please try it quickly. I made these all with my own hands."

"Yes." Feng Wu nodded, picked up a piece of cake and put it into her mouth. She chewed it with a happy face and said inarticulately, "Seventh sister, you should try it too."

Feng Qing shook her head, "No, I've already eaten."

There were four pieces of Suhua cake. When Feng Wu ate the third piece, she felt dizzy. The Suhua cake in her hand fell to the ground, and she also fell onto the table.

"Huh." Feng Qing stood up and wiped the hand she had touched before with a look of disgust on her face, and the dirty handkerchief covered Feng Wu's face.

She carefully destroyed the food boxes and cakes, and the misty Feng Wu could see clearly in the process. She didn't know what Feng Qing was going to do, but she had a very bad feeling in her heart.

Feng Qing carried the unconscious Feng Wu all the way towards the back door of Feng's house, where four tall men stood.

Their conversation was very soft. After Feng Qing approached, she threw the unconscious Feng Wu directly to the ground, "Here, we're here."

One of the men with a scar on his face squatted down, clasped Feng Wu's chin and said, "She is indeed a beautiful woman."

He stood up, took out a money bag from his sleeve and handed it to Feng Qing, "It's cleared."

Feng Qing took the money bag and glanced at Feng Wu who was unconscious. Her eyes seemed to say, don't blame me, you brought all this on yourself!

"Brothers, let's go." Scarface waved his hand, and one of the big men immediately held the weak Feng Wu on his shoulders.

Feng Qing suddenly shouted anxiously, "Where will you sell her to?"
Chapter completed!
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