The ghost is the husband, the wife is the supreme

Chapter 293
Almost when Granny Mudan said this, Du Ran stretched out his hand to restrain Granny Peony.

But in the end, she was too late.

When her hand was about to touch Granny Peony, a sense of crisis suddenly rose from behind her, and a pair of chain-like hands grabbed her neck fiercely. Holding it high.

"Ah, it's so noisy."

A cold voice sounded from behind.

From the corner of Du Ran's eyes, he saw that the person lying on the table had disappeared, so there was no doubt that the person who was pinching her...

Granny Mudan chuckled and said, "I woke up one step later than I thought."

"How long have I slept?"

"For half a month."

"so long……"

There was another crackling sound behind him, like the sound of people moving their joints.

And Du Ran tried his best to release the hand that was holding her neck, but no matter how hard he struggled, the hand that was holding her couldn't move. The person behind him... was stronger than her.

Then, in the next moment, a burst of force struck Du Ran, who was thrown out by the whole body, and hit the ground fiercely, knocking over a table full of bottles and cans, which were shattered and hit the ground. It stinks.

Du Ran coughed a few times, trying to get up from the ground, but without the skin, her muscles were directly injured, and she couldn't move for a while.

She lifted her head weakly, and looked at the person who woke up from the table, the person who was exactly like her once, the person... who stole her skin!
The man moved his joints a bit, as if he was getting used to it, then looked at Du Ran and said, "It's disgusting."

These three words contained undisguised irony and disgust.

Indeed, in the eyes of everyone, Du Ran, who was collapsed on the ground at this moment, was undoubtedly a rotten piece of meat.

Granny Mudan stood aside with a smile and said, "How about it, is it suitable for your new skin?"

The man touched his face, pressed it, and said: "It's okay, it's not bad, but it's a little dry."

Grandma Mudan said proudly, "My perfect technique is nothing more than that. As long as you go through the three-month adaptation period, you will be completely used to this skin. At that time, no one will be able to see through you."

"Really? What do I need to do?"

"Nothing is needed, as long as the water is not soaked for too long, it is enough."

"Well, I made a note of it."

Granny Mudan admired the man's skin pleasingly, smiled, and then said: "From now on, listen to me carefully."

The man also smiled, very brightly, just like Du Ran who used to smile like a flower, and then said softly: "Mother-in-law, do you know?"

Grandma Mudan replied in surprise, "Know what?"

The man continued to say softly: "You have lived, really too long."

After hearing this, Granny Mudan's expression changed drastically, and her next move was to run towards the door, as if she wanted to run away with her life.

However, even though her reaction was fast, it was not as fast as this person who had just woken up. Almost at the next moment, there was a sharp pain in Granny Mudan's chest, and those old eyes looked at the pain that penetrated her heart in disbelief. A white and beautiful hand, still stained with blood red blood.

Then, the hand jerked, and Grandma Mudan fell to the ground. She turned her head and stared at the person who was holding a beating heart in one hand, the student she was most proud of.

"Rose...you..."

The man smiled, very brightly, while smiling, he unceremoniously crushed the still beating heart. In an instant, blood and flesh shot out in all directions, and pieces of minced meat fell from between his fingers. on the ground.

And Granny Mudan's complacent face completely lost her anger. In the end, her eyes showed strong resentment and resentment. At the last moment, she finally asked, "Rosa Rose, why..."

The smile on the man's face faded, and he said lightly: "Ah, mother-in-law, my name is not Rose, but my name... is Du Ran. Didn't you tell me that?"

In the end, the mad mother-in-law Mudan came to an unsatisfactory end, and the person who killed her was the person she least expected--the rose that had been transformed by her personally.

The most proud disciple in the past is the murderer who killed her today.

Bai Mudan probably never thought of such an end in her entire life.

Rose, who killed Grandma Mudan, picked up the white cloth on the table with disgust, and wiped her hands little by little until there was no trace of blood left.

After witnessing all this, Du Ran finally understood, that person...is Rose, the Rose who once challenged her!

Rose noticed Du Ran's gaze, stretched out her hand to stroke her hair, and said indifferently: "What? Are you surprised? Did I kill her?"

Du Ran said awkwardly: "She...is your master..."

Rose stretched out her finger, waved it, and said: "You are wrong, this is not my master, my master...is called Duan Ziqing."

Du Ran calmed down fiercely. At this moment, she finally knew that the rose in front of her was not just covered in her skin, but even completely regarded herself as her!
"No, it's not..."

Du Ran exerted all her strength and slowly got up from the ground bit by bit. She tried to accumulate strength to fight for her life, but this frail body had long since died and lost the human skin wax on it, so it was long gone. The function of self-healing, which means that the injury she suffered can never recover.

Rose looked at Du Ran as if she was looking at rubbish, looked at her powerless struggle, and said with a smile: "Hey, do you know what you look like at the moment? Like a piece of rubbish, rubbish that everyone spurns."

Du Ran's heart ached suddenly, and she was almost suffocated by the pain, and even her movements of struggling to get up froze.

That kind of pain cannot be described in words at all, even the words are pale.

Rose smiled recklessly, that beautiful and dazzling picture, and said: "You don't even look at yourself, why, don't you think it's disgusting enough? Rubbish."

The rubbish every sentence seemed to smash Du Ran's heart into pieces, and even her dignity seemed to be broken into pieces and trampled under her feet.

Du Ran looked at his hand, that terrifying appearance, and thought of how terrifying he was... at this moment.

Blood and blood, no face, no skin, even she will be scared, such a her...

It seemed... all the struggles had been to no avail.

Seeing Du Ran's desperate appearance, Rose's face was dazed, then she clapped her hands, as if brushing off the dust on her hands, and casually looked at her body, her slender hands stroked her face little by little, like I am very satisfied with this face.

In the darkness, a chuckle was particularly piercing, Yue Ji tapped her face with her fingers, with a faint charm in her eyes, she said to Du Ran word by word.

"Hey, trash. Am I beautiful?"

(End of this chapter)