The first goddess of pride

So, even if it is her, it will be difficult to restrain her feelings.

Passing through another courtyard gate, he arrived at the inner courtyard of the Shengyue family, facing him, he saw the inner hall of the family.

Through the rain curtain, Mu Xianning clearly looked at the classical and deep-colored family hall, which was solemn and solemn at the moment.

From a distance, Mu Xianning saw two figures in gray and black costumes kneeling on the ground. Such a majestic figure, but illuminated by the dim lights in the lobby, was completely devastated, leaving nothing but loneliness.

Mu Xianning looked at the back and knew that it was Yue Ting and Yue Chao.They each knelt down on the corpse covered in white cloth in front of them, but their faces were all mournful.

Mu Xianning seemed to be unable to feel the presence of the heavy rain, letting the heavy rain wash over her thin body, she still walked firmly into the inner hall step by step, only to realize that the corpses displayed on the entire inner hall floor, more than Those two, and seven other corpses.

Qingyou, Qingya, Luoting, Xiling, Yuelingfeng, Yuelingcong, Yueyunchi were lined up on the ground.Those people didn't have time to cover them, but they all looked up at the ceiling with their eyes wide open, covered in blood, but they still couldn't bear to die.

Everyone was killed with one knife, and that knife fell precisely on the arteries in their necks.The blood flowed down the clothes, it can be seen that they had to stand for a while before they died, feeling the passing of life, struggling in pain, so their expressions were all painful and almost hideous, none of them was calm.

However, Mu Xianning's eyes fell on the most eye-catching Qingyou's corpse for a long time, not because of her beauty, or how horrifying her death was, but because of the tight embrace in her arms. With a five-year-old boy - Yue Yunchi.

The mother and the child hugged tightly, and there was a wound full of blood on the necks of both of them. The blood flowed down the neck, leaving marks on her fair neck wantonly, staining the collar, the placket, and finally the whole body. The clothes were all covered with the dazzling red, but her hand tightly covered the wound on the neck of the boy in his arms, but the wound was too long, her hand could only cover half of it, the whole hand was thick The thick blood hadn't completely coagulated yet.

The boy's expression was terrified, but his eyes were not focused at all.A five-year-old kid, he didn't even know he was going to die.

Mu Xianning could almost see Yue Yunchi hugging his mother before he died, crying out in pain, while Qingyou's face was full of grief that hated the world, although there were no tears on her face, but Her eyes were obviously red and swollen with tears, mourning and resentment towards fate, two different emotions, depicting a tragic death on her face, so vivid and tragic.

A person's death does not appreciate too much pain, but before a person dies, he has to struggle to watch the person he loves the most die in front of the god of death. That kind of pain is heart-wrenching, despairing and sorrowful!

At this moment, Mu Xianning suddenly felt the grief and indignation in her heart that she could hardly resist, and she gritted her teeth tightly, almost unable to stand up.The fists were almost clenched and rattled, but they still couldn't relieve the anger in his heart like a wild beast that was about to devour the crowd.

who is it?Why don't even the old and weak women and children be spared?Let me ask, even if the Shengyue family offended someone, and why, even an old woman, four women and three children were not spared!