Female supporting style is wrong

Chapter 582 Misunderstanding Buddha (76)

The wedding is a grand and sweet lie, it is a poison wrapped in honey, the sugar coating is sweet and alluring, Mrs. Xue Shui willingly eats it, and dies from the poison.

The warm red of the wedding dress, reflected in Mrs. Xueli's eyes, was like durian flowers in summer, bright and bright like a burning flame.

Like she bleeds.

So much, Haohao Tangtang overflowed the ground, covering her vision with an indelible scarlet luster.

Zhang Ye lied to her. He found an evil prescription and used the demon pill as a lure to make Miss Li's health better.

And beside him, there is a ready-made demon.

Together with wine.

Concentric.

For Mrs. Xue Li, it was a glass of life-threatening wine.

Xue Su was buried under the locust tree, leaving behind a strand of soul by accident.

In the beginning, Mrs. Xue Li was too weak and unconscious, and the yin energy of the locust tree nourished her soul, allowing her to open her eyes again.

As soon as she opened her eyes, the sky was covered with red, which burned people's eyes brilliantly.

Suona sounded, beaming with joy.

Mrs. Xueli watched helplessly as her sweetheart led the red silk, and at the other end was his beloved girl, happily entering the bridal chamber.

Mrs. Xue Li watched them sing in harmony, and the overwhelming hatred formed a new soul, giving birth to an unwilling demon.

From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear.

As soon as she condensed the entity, she killed Zhang Ye and the girl from the Li family, and tampered with the memories of the people nearby.

During those days, the governor just left Yunzhou due to something, and when she came back, all traces were covered up by Mrs. Xueli. She left Yunzhou, practiced evil methods, and after more than ten years, she changed her appearance and returned to her hometown.

She harbored extraordinary resentment and hostility towards the newcomer, and lost control one after another until she committed an unforgivable sin.

"That's why."

Mrs. Xue Shui looked at Ji Ge gently, and said with a smile.

For more than ten years, the hatred for Zhang Ye has supported her to live desperately, enduring the constant tearing of her soul by evil forces, as well as the constant headaches and killing intent, but this hatred has now come to an end .

Suddenly there was a strong wind in the room, and the woman's glamorous appearance gradually faded.

She rolled her eyes and smiled purely.

"Miss Jige, monsters have different paths, you clearly understand better than anyone else."

"Even if you love Buddha, he is still a human race."

"You should stop the loss in time."

Ji Ge opened his mouth, wanting to say that he doesn't like Ji Kong.

But she couldn't even lie to herself.

If it wasn't for her admiration, how could she be willing to stay by Jikong's side and practice honestly.

She obviously hates the human race the most.

Mrs. Xueli closed her eyes slowly, recalling in a daze many years ago, when Zhang Ye had just picked her up.

The childish and innocent child gently stroked the hamster's dirty hair, his eyes were full of love, and he whispered.

"I should give you a name, you are so white, how about your name Snowball?"

"This name is too common." He frowned, as if he had encountered some shocking problem, after a long while, he clapped his hands: "It's better to call it Xueli."

"Master taught me just now, the star outside the sky, the bird on the branch."

The mercapto star outside the sky, the resident bird on the branch.

Snowball, snow mercapto.

These two sounds are her whole life.

Many years later, the story of Zhang Ye and Miss Li's family was lamented by others, but from the beginning to the end, no one will know that there is another protagonist hidden in the dark.

In the end missed.

The gust of wind stopped suddenly, and the black air dissipated.

There was only one solitary hamster left on the spot, quietly losing its breath.

The gray-black hair soaked by death and resentment is no longer the white color of snow.

Ji Ge slowly clenched his fingers, touched the unfinished lovesickness knot hidden in the secret pocket of his sleeve, his eyelashes trembled.

　one more

　　
　
(End of this chapter)