"So Feng Chunwan isn't crazy at all?"

Thinking of this possibility, Lin Shishi trembled in her heart, she pretended to be crazy, and hacked to death the person next to her with a knife, how much hatred she had to do to do it.

"But why did she do this? Qiao Meili is dead, but Qiao Weiming is not dead."

Yu Zhiming couldn't figure it out.

Lin Jun shook his head, he was equally puzzled.

"Qiao Weiming is dead now, where he is, what he is doing, whether he will come back, and when he will come back, no one knows."

Lin Shishi sighed.

"If he came back and knew how his parents died like this, how sad he would be."

"Yeah, I don't want him to come back now, Qiao Meili's death is enough to hit him, now"

Yu Zhiming is also quite sympathetic.

Zhao Youjun sat on the side decadently, with his head bowed, without saying a word. Even in the face of such a sensational incident, he was still unmoved. Since Zhao Xiaoxuan died, he seemed to have aged several years overnight. There are many white hairs on the sideburns.

Bai Li also had no way to persuade her. Outsiders couldn't empathize with the pain of losing a child, and could only rely on him to slowly walk out of the shadows.

Several bad things happened one after another, and everyone was very depressed.

After finishing Fang Zhi's funeral, Fang Suxin returned to the villa with a tired face. Seeing the crowd sitting in the living room, she passed through the crowd expressionlessly and went upstairs.

Seeing her like this, Lin Shishi didn't want to ask any more questions, lest she would respond with a burst of cynicism. She is not a saint, and she doesn't like hot faces to stick cold butts.

Alas, without Qiao Zixi, home doesn't feel like home anymore. Ping An doesn't have the warm and lively feeling before, Lin Shishi sighed.

Lin Shishi ignored Fang Suxin, and Shi Ruolan, who was not familiar with her at all, would not talk to her. Fang Suxin went back to the room alone, lay down on the bed, and sobbed weakly.

She misses her parents, her cousin Fang Jie, her cousin Fang Zhi, and the bustling atmosphere a year ago when everyone surrounded her. Unfortunately, she is the only one left struggling in the world now. No one will care about her well-being anymore.

The arrival of midsummer caught everyone by surprise.

"So hot."

Tian Yuanyuan was walking under the sun, unable to open her eyes under the scorching sun, even though she applied a thick layer of sunscreen, her face, neck, arms and thighs were still hot and painful. .

This was the case for Tian Yuanyuan who was wearing sunscreen, not to mention Han Yixiao and the others who didn't take any sunscreen measures.

"It can't be done, let's find a place to rest first, and continue to sunbathe like this, I can't stand it anymore."

Chen Yang of the fire element had a higher body temperature than other supernatural beings, and his system was hotter. Walking under the scorching sun for several hours was really unbearable.

"I can't do it anymore, let's rest now."

Qiao Ziyi was sweating profusely, his face was flushed, he opened his mouth and breathed heavily, like a fish short of water.

Jian Chengan's already hot throat was smoking, and he nodded violently when he heard what a few people said.

Han Yixiao couldn't stand the heat anymore, he put away the empty bottle in his hand, looked up, and saw that there was not even a shaded place on the road except for the mountains and roads, so he had no choice but to take little Qiaoqiao from the out of the domain.

"Qiao Qiao, quickly release the law house to let everyone escape the heat."

Xiao Qiaoqiao, who had just come out of the cool field, was hit by the heat wave on the pavement, and immediately broke out in sweat.

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