"Sister Tao, you like sincerity, but now you want to trample on it?" Ran Ran said softly after listening. Tao Yao turned his head and looked at Ran Ran, "Little girl, what do you mean by this?" "Sister Tao, if you think that the sincerity of Mr. Song is valuable because he identified his fiancée and became a couple for the rest of his life..." "Then your wedding to Mr. Song didn't ruin his life as a couple?" Ran Ran looked at Tao Yao with calm eyes, "This is of course trampling on Mr. Song's sincerity." "Trample?! Trample?! I just want to have sincerity! Is this wrong? Yes!" She asked and answered herself, and miraculously extinguished the anger that had not yet risen. The ghost's mood fluctuates like this. Therefore, they are dangerous not only because they are powerful, but also because they are often unhappy to the point of wanting to kill someone. Evil motives are a terrible thing.
Not only does the ghost have this motive at all times, but he also has the power to put his motive into practice. Tao Yao lowered his eyebrows and looked at Ran Ran, his expression a little angry, "Little girl, you don't need to have so many questions, just be obedient and witness my wedding." Ran Ran waited for Tao Yao to come up to her and stretched out her hand to hold her. The slightly childish hand held the green fingertips. Ran Ran's hand was not big enough and she could only hold Tao Yao's finger. She called her sister softly. Tao Yao's expression quickly softened, "Little girl, be good, my sister will never hurt you." Ran Ran's expression did not change at all when she heard this. She just said calmly: "If I guess correctly, Mr. Song should be the same as the two witnesses..." "In a comatose state." Tao Yao frowned, "How do you know?" Ran Ran smiled and said, "If Mr. Song marries you voluntarily while he is sober, then wouldn't it destroy your definition of sincerity, sister?" "So for your obsession, sister, Mr. Song is not sober and can only be sober." Ran Ran's words hit the nail on the head, and Tao Yao's face turned ugly again. "What on earth do you want to express?!" Ranran took Tao Yao's hand, her slender fingers slipped into Tao Yao's palm, and intertwined with hers again, "I want to say..." "Why force it?" As these four words were slowly recited, invisible fluctuations erupted instantly, with a devastating momentum, but in the end they only turned into a gentle breeze blowing across everyone's cheeks. The first one to be hit was undoubtedly Tao Yao. She first prepared to face the enemy with the most cautious attitude, and only waited to avoid Ran Ran's attack before counterattacking Ran Ran. But she didn't expect that what hit her face was a soft breeze, as gentle as a lover's hand gently caressing her head.
She let her guard down. Little did he know that Ran Ran's magic was hidden in this gust of wind. When Tao Yao reacted, the scene in front of her had begun to change. In her eyes, Ran Ran's appearance was like a painting dizzy with water, distorted and distorted. "Little girl, you lied to me...for the second time..." Ranran held her steady body firmly, gently and calmly, "Sister, just accept it with peace of mind." "I promise it's a sweet dream." Tao Yao's consciousness became blurred. As a ghost, she didn't have much sense left. At this moment, all of it was used to resist the illusion that was slowly unfolding. Violence was brewing inside her. She reached out and grabbed Ran Ran's collar, "I know... you just want to protect them..." Ran Ran's hand touched Tao Yao's eyebrow, and there was a hideous wound there. This ghost who had suffered so much during her lifetime and was now calling her little girl didn't know that as long as she exerted a little force, her soul would completely dissipate between heaven and earth. Not to save, but to directly obliterate. Ran Ran reached out and touched the wound, which was still stained with sticky blood that had not yet dried up. These are proof of Tao Yao's pain, showing the inhuman treatment she suffered during her lifetime. Sister Tao needs to die. Killing has become her nature. She will not let her second nephew and Qin Yan go. Ranran looked very calm, and no one knew the turmoil in her heart. Tao Yao glanced at Shen Dinghai and Qin Yan in the distance, and used his last strength to smile at Ran Ran, "I won't let you get what you want..." Ran Ran's hand pressing between her eyebrows shook. "pick one of two……" Ranran's eyes narrowed slightly. "Let's see who among them can survive the battle royale..." Tao Yao slipped from Ran Ran's arms, and she closed her eyes with a smile. "The show is about to begin..." Ranran's breathing stopped for a second, and she heard noises coming from all over the villa, as if something was moving together. Kick, kick, kick... In unison, countless sounds echoed in the castle. This is the third gift Tao Yao has prepared for those who break into the manor - a battle royale. Ranran opened her eyes wide, "Run! Now!" Without any hesitation, Shen Dinghai took Qin Yan's hand and started running wildly. Their rapid footsteps could be heard in the empty hall. As Ran Ran stood there, a gust of cold wind blew, like Tao Yao blowing a breath against the back of her neck.
She stared at her right hand that couldn't stop shaking, her pupils trembling. Obviously all he had to do was take action... As long as he had taken action just now, the second nephew and Qin Yan would not be in danger. It was her hesitation that put them in danger... Ran Ran collapsed like a building with a steel bar removed. She sat slumped on the ground and covered her face with her hands. She couldn't do it. As a warlock, she has no way to deal with ghosts... The sound of uniform footsteps was getting closer and closer, and a neatly arranged team was reflected on the smooth ground. They all wore standard smiles, like emotionless robots, and the leader was Butler Zhang. They opened their eyes as wide as possible, as if they were about to pop them out, and searched the hall with lifeless eyes. Ran Ran seemed not to hear the movement behind her, or maybe she heard it, but she understood that for some reason, those things would not attack her. After all, she is not among Sister Tao's targets. So Ranran straightened up naturally and stretched out her hands to straighten her clothes, completely ignoring the countless pairs of eyes behind her that were almost piercing through her. The yellowed eyeballs are covered with adhering bloodshot threads, like a fine red net, wrapping the eyeballs. The sight emanating from those eyeballs was focused and terrifying. It's like a hair-raising feeling of fear that once attached to the body, it can no longer be separated. While Ran Ran was sorting out her clothes, she was also sorting out her thoughts. Now that things have happened, she shouldn't sit here and feel sorry for herself. She should try her best to protect the safety of her second nephew and Qin Yan, even if she can only protect one person in front of these ghosts. He slowly turned around and faced the neatly arranged army of servants. Battle Royale… Then let her see who can escape and who can be killed between her and them! (End of chapter)