A little cute baby fell from the sky

Chapter 800 Qi Zheng, I miss you so much

As he spoke, Xi Ke had a YIN smile flashing in his eyes, and made the final sprint again.

Tang Rou stood in the room, looking to the other side with a calm and solemn expression.

It's like what I heard from Sick's mouth is not related to her at all.

Thick's excitement was finally over.

He climbed down from the woman, with a fierce light in his eyes, and with all his strength, he directly grabbed the neck of the woman who had just finished venting his desire.

With a "click", her neck was twisted.

Tang Rou drooped her eyelids, trying her best to calm down.

She knew why Si Ke strangled this woman, because what he said now was confidential.

Except for a killer like her who worked for him, the other people who heard it had only a dead end.

After walking down from the training ground, Tang Rou walked directly to the river in the village.

A dozen bodyguards behind her watched her every move, preventing her from returning to her home.

She squatted down like this, dipped her hands in the river, and washed off the blood stains on her hands over and over again.

This ghost place is full of XING, bloody violence everywhere.

She felt almost as if she was living in a huge, terrifying prison.

Every trace of air around her was filled with a strong fishy smell, and she was so suppressed that she couldn't breathe at all.

Ripples appeared in the bloody river, and Tang Rou seemed to see Qi Zheng's handsome face reflected on the river.

Qi Zheng actually went to a psychic?
Tang Rou squatted by the river, resting her chin on the gray sky.

I don't know whether the psychic medium is reliable or not, and whether there are really supernatural beings in this world.

Qi Zheng, my Qi Zheng.

She understands his man's state of mind very well at the moment. Once a person is in a hurry and has nothing to do, he will really pin his hopes on things that he doesn't even know.

Just like her.

Tang Rou clasped her hands together, and bowed to the sky very reverently.

She didn't know what Popidia's god was, so she could only pray to God.

Pray gods and gods that the killer sent by Sik will not succeed.

As long as you are going to assassinate Qi Zheng, you will never succeed.

After praying, Tang Rou stood up slowly, her eyes suddenly a little sour.

She stretched out her slender fingertips on the muddy soil by the river, stroke by stroke.

Write down a line.

"Qi Zheng, I miss you so much."

I miss you so much.

But even this little miss she had to hide tightly, not daring to reveal the slightest bit.

Not far away are bodyguards who are watching her every word and deed.

After finishing writing, she quickly erased the characters of country Z, turned around and left peacefully.

-

At this time, Qi Zheng was in a hut in Los Angeles, country M.

The outside of the hut was full of plainclothes bodyguards, as well as the MASK elite sent by Qi Muli to protect him.

The light in the hut was very dark, as dark as a haunted house.

The famous female psychic was sitting in front of him, pressing her withered fingers on a green crystal ball.

The cloudy eyes were closed, and then opened suddenly after a while.

The voice trembled a little.

"My honored guest, I can't feel the soul you are looking for!"

"I can't feel it. This soul is not wandering in the world. But she is also looking for you. Yes, she is working hard to find you."

"She's looking for you, Lu Wen."

The psychic opened his eyes, and there was a frightening trill in his voice.

She spoke incoherently, and giggled when she finished speaking.

Laughing creepily.

(End of this chapter)