The hidden boss of fast time travel

Chapter 155

It's this beautiful bright red, blood-like dress.

She remembered her little sister with a joyful and childish face.At that time, it had been four or five years since Mu Furong entered this continent from outside the game, and she finally accepted the reality in a daze.

In the plot she knows, Mu Kuihua is a cancerous tumor, and the Mu family where she belongs will definitely humiliate Qi Chenqian and eventually lead to destruction.

At that time, Mu Kuihua looked like a naive little girl, but hidden dangers were always hidden dangers, and Mu Furong was determined to let her perish.

Even though Qi Chenqian did not have a marriage contract with the Mu family as she thought, Mu Furong never regretted it.Those ignorant memories that are buried deep in my mind now were brought out by a few prank paper men.

For half a year, Mu Furong was entangled by the little paper figurines in red clothes and white face. She tore a lot, but every day there was always a paper figurine, in a corner where she couldn't see it.Mu Furong collected them all and set them on fire, but the next day, they still reappeared.

This kind of thing is inconceivable in Kunlun, how can there be filthy things near the righteous sword repairer!

As the master's closed disciple, Mu Furong was very troubled, she wasn't sure if those things were brought by Xuantian Divine Sword.Or there is a reason that she doesn't want to admit it herself. When Mu Furong sees the paper figurine, she can't help but think of the girl she pushed into the well. She seems to hear her crying in despair, and seems to see her in the well. Struggling and drowning.

When people are getting older, they will occasionally think about the debts of conscience in the past, and Mu Furong feels that this occasional time is too frequent.

She burned some paper money in the yard and gave it to her nominal twin sister. While burning it, she made it clear that she did the cruel thing for the sake of the entire Mu family, so don't bother her again.

Mu Furong, who had fulfilled her wish, finally fell asleep peacefully, but in her sleep, she nestled in a cold well, her whole body was numb and her limbs were swollen and festered.

Next to her was the skeleton of a girl, dressed in tattered red clothes, grinning strangely, grinding her teeth, taunting her beside her: "You're not doing it for the Mu family at all, you're doing it for yourself to live a good life!"

Mu Furong woke up immediately, dripping with cold sweat, there was no Taoist companion by her side, Qi Chen got Mu Banxian's elixir, and went to retreat.

She seemed to see a violent storm outside the window, a group of demons dancing wildly, and all kinds of misty and mournful cries in her ears overlapped with the scene in her dream.

The door opened suddenly, and a line of paper figures came in neatly outside the dark door. They were still little dolls with red skirts, black long hair, and pale faces.

They made strange voices and reported numbers one after another. Some were immature like children, some were old and muddy, but they all exuded a desolate and dead air.

The paper men are lining up to count, from number one to number 49, in a neat row.

Mu Furong tightly held the Xuantian Excalibur, full of fear towards such weird things.But the paper figures didn't move much, they just gathered together, getting closer and closer, as if they were about to merge into one person.

Nervous and puzzled, Mu Furong suddenly discovered that the paper figurines in red clothes all had a small black spot on different positions on their bodies.

As the distance between them got closer and closer, those small black dots penetrated every paper figure, and finally connected to form a complete character.

"die."

Mu Furong was frightened.

(End of this chapter)