Sweet wife is too young, uncle spoils obedient

Long Qila was still pretending to be dead on the ground. Unexpectedly, she suddenly heard a voice in her ear: "don't pretend, get up."

Longlin's voice!

Longqila opened her eyes and saw Longlin standing in front of her with blood on her face.

After staying for two seconds, longqila was so frightened that she shouted, "ah!"

She sat up in fright. She was dying just now. Her blood rubbed back hard. Where did she still look like she was dying just now.

"Help, I didn't kill you, I didn't kill you!"

She waved her hands and was covered in blood. She was no different from a crazy woman.

"Come on, help, there's a ghost!"

With a smile, long Lin's face was covered with blood and moved forward darkly:

"Isn't my sister summoning my soul? Today is my seventh day. I'm back."

He approached step by step, with a face of the plasma that longqila had just pasted for her. His face was ferocious, and he really looked like a ghost.

Long Qila was really frightened. She kept retreating, incoherent and said:

"Not me, not me, I didn't kill you!"

The dragon scale smiled bleakly and deliberately cooled his voice and said:

"The three people who killed me all said that I was so wronged --"

Long Qila was so scared that she kept retreating. She waved like a spider web in front of her, cried and shouted like killing a pig.

"Help, help --"

As she screamed, she overthrew long Lin's spirit throne and spilled tributes on the ground. She picked up things and hit people madly.

"Help, it's Haunted!"

Long Lin ignored her and turned to Long Xiao who was mourning on the ground.

Long Xiao looked familiar when he saw him, but he didn't know where he had seen him, even though he had been crying with his black-and-white portrait all morning.

And long Lin, many years later,