Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

"Sister Dong Mei, I'll go back first." Zhou Yuxin said with a smile.

Seeing that Zhou Yuxin was ready to leave, Ling Dongmei immediately said, "Yuxin, wait a minute."

"Sister Dongmei, is there anything else?" Zhou Yuxin turned and looked at Ling Dongmei suspiciously and asked.

"Nothing's wrong. Come back to my apartment with me today. You haven't tasted my craft for a long time. Our sisters have a good meal." Ling Dongmei looked at Zhou Yuxin gently and said.

"Well, OK." Zhou Yuxin nodded. Then they left directly from the building of Ling's group. Ling Dongmei drove all the way. Zhou Yuxin sat on the co pilot, and a black car followed behind their car.

She soon arrived at Ling Dongmei's house. After Ling Dongmei parked the car, she got off with Zhou Yuxin. Her room is on the top floor, more than 300 square meters, with a lot of space. Ling Dongmei usually lives in the group and seldom comes back. This time, she came back because of Zhou Yuxin.

Ling Dongmei asks Zhou Yuxin to sit down and then goes to the kitchen to be busy. He prepares some good dishes and greets Zhou Yuxin. There are too few people who can let Ling Dongmei cook in person. Zhou Yuxin wanted to help in the kitchen, but Ling Dongmei blew her out. She can only watch TV in the living room. All kinds of brain crippled love dramas are broadcast on TV. Zhou Yuxin is not interested.

"Dong Dong Dong."

When Zhou Yuxin was bored, suddenly there was a knock at the door. Zhou Yuxin asked, "who is it?"

But no one spoke. She was a little confused. Did she embarrass sister Dong Mei's friend? So Zhou Yuxin immediately got up and went to open the door. As soon as she opened the door, she saw a punch coming before she saw each other.

"Bang."

Zhou Yuxin directly flew backwards and hit the ground. Although Zhou Yuxin was a martial artist, he was just a martial artist in the early stage of dark strength. How could he resist such a strong palm, a big mouthful of blood gushed out, his bones were almost interrupted, and the whole person fainted.

Ling Dongmei, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the loud noise from the hall and immediately came out, but saw Zhou Yuxin fall to the ground, bleeding all over. She hurried to Zhou Yuxin, picked her up, and shouted loudly, "Yuxin, Yuxin."

But Zhou Yuxin in her arms has no breath, just like a dead man.

"You don't have to shout. I've killed her."

A cold voice came out. Ling Dongmei looked up at the door. At the door stood a Western man in his fifties with a cold face.

"Who are you and why did you kill Yuxin?" Ling Dongmei was very angry. She didn't know each other and stood against the man in front of her

"Cough." Zhou Yuxin, who was originally lying in Ling Dongmei's arms, suddenly spit out a big mouthful of blood again, and then said intermittently: "sister Dong Mei... I... I can't... I want to tell... Tell you... The person I secretly love is... Ling Feng."

After that, Zhou Yuxin fell down. At last, she had a smile on her face. Even Ling Dongmei didn't think that the person Zhou Yuxin liked was Ling Feng. But now Zhou Yuxin is dead. What use does she know? Ling Dongmei regrets very much. If she didn't invite Zhou Yuxin to her home, she wouldn't die. She killed her indirectly.

Her good sister died in her arms, which made Ling Dongmei very guilty. Tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes.