"Do you understand?"

Yan Moai asked like this, and Qili knew that this was asking her.

There is no other way for Qili, and she has made her own decision. There is a saying in that ancient country that is unbearable, and there is no need to bear it anymore!

"Bang bang bang."

There was a knock on the door, followed by the voice of Yukio Ujiie, Kiri's nominal husband.

"Qili, who are you talking to? So loud."

"Yukio..."

"I am worried about you."

The man outside said another sentence, this sentence seemed to touch Qili's inner softness, think about it, after all, he is her husband, although it is only in name.

"I hate that person, I will live with Yukio!"

I don't know if it's for redemption or what, anyway, that's what she said, but Ujiie Yukio, knocked on the door outside, as if he couldn't wait to come in, and seemed really worried about her.

But she didn't turn around to open the door, but with a determined face, she pulled the red thread around the straw man's neck.

"The resentment has been heard!"

……

Hui Yuan Ai also wanted to crush Huan Ye, because Huan Ye executed Miyano Akemi right in front of her face, and she couldn't stop it even if she wanted to, even if she wanted to leave the room. Huan Ye was definitely doing it on purpose, probably to piss her off, which made her very angry, Huan Ye is simply not human.

Of course, she also felt a little inexplicably sad in her heart, but she didn't know why she felt sad, for her sister?Or for yourself?

This is a question with no answer.

However, to a certain extent, Huan Ye is indeed not a person. In fact, Hui Yuanai is right, he is a mentally ill patient, at least in the eyes of many people, this is the case.

Seeing the expression of Hui Yuanai staring at him viciously, Huan Ye did not feel the slightest guilt, but instead evoked a smile.

Looking at Huan Ye's unexplained smile, for some reason, Hui Yuan Ai suddenly became a little scared again, Huan Ye is different from others, he is a person who can do anything.

Unfortunately, regret is too late.

Outside, Conan, who couldn't sleep because of Mori Kogoro's snoring, ran to the vending machine in the hotel by himself, wanting to buy a can of drink to quench his thirst, but because of his height, he couldn't put any change into it.

But at this time, I heard someone arguing on the side, and I didn't know what happened, and then I saw Bizen Chizuru coming out of a room angrily, so scared that Conan quickly hid aside Going, it stands to reason that nothing would happen if he didn't hide, but maybe he has done too many bad things and has a guilty conscience.

However, he was a little confused as to whom Bizen Chizuru was arguing with and why they were arguing, but now, it seemed that it was not the time to delve into it.

And in a certain room, Mitsuyuki Mori clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, with a vicious expression, anger and hatred in his eyes.

It's all that woman's fault!Let her die!Let her apologize with death!

As he thought about it, he thought of the boy in that room. Now, that boy can help him.

So without thinking too much, he left the room and went directly to find the boy, but Conan, who had already gone back to the room, naturally did not see him.

Chapter 117 Can't escape the sorrow

Naturally, the Hell Girl's actions went very smoothly, and Shijia Jingyue was also very successful and was cornered by the bone girl, Yimulian and Lunrudao, but in this world, there are many people who are obsessed with obsession.

"Compared to dolls, people are superficial and ugly crooks. Dolls are everything to me. Moreover, I control the life and death of dolls. I am the god! Hahahaha..."

"That's what she said, miss."

The three of them looked behind, and Yan Moai appeared there. She always appeared at the end, and there seemed to be a lingering sadness in her red eyes.

"The sad shadow lost in the darkness, the evil soul who hurts and despises others, and indulges in sin, come and die once!"

……

The place seems to be called the Underworld, and the river seems to be called the Wangchuan River. Lamps for blessings float on the river, as if pointing the way to hell. The girl gently shakes the oars, and the boat slowly floats on the river Sliding upwards, there were slight ripples.

"Pfft..."

A puppet fell into the water, but Shijia Jingyue didn't care, even though it was her favorite puppet, but now she just looked at the girl shaking the oar.

"It's so beautiful, just like a doll!"

Yan Moai didn't speak, but just shook the paddle very professionally, and let the boat row towards the depths of hell.

"I really want to make a doll like you, it must match the shroud very well!"

That's what Yan Moai said. I don't know why I want to talk. In the past, I didn't want to talk to these people who went to hell. Maybe it's because my own thoughts were hit by this person?

Shijia Jingyue expressed emotion again, maybe Yan Moai is the puppet that best fits her imagination.

Yan Moai continued to shake the oars, and gradually walked past the huge archway.

"This hatred, this resentment, will flow to hell!"

……

Shijia Jingyue disappeared, and Qili finally breathed a sigh of relief, she doesn't need to be a puppet anymore.

However, maybe because of guilt, or because he was moved by his words of worrying about herself, now she is just snuggling in the arms of her husband in name, maybe, it will not only be in name in the future.

"Xingxiong, from now on, I will treat you well for my mother's sake, body and mind together!"

"Heart?"

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