The Nightmare King is Above: The Little Crazy Concubine

Chapter 327
Before the age of six, Nangong Feixue lived a very happy life. At home, she had grandparents who loved her, a father and mother who loved her, and her uncle.

Living happily every day, she used to think that she would be so happy forever.

However, when she was five years old, a family accident caused her to lose everything, and the corpses of her family members came to her side one by one.

The uncle was no longer breathing, but he still held her tightly in his arms, and her small body kept trembling.

She kept calling her parents, grandparents and uncles, but no one answered her.

The only answer to her was the smell of blood rushing towards her face.

Although she was also injured, there was nothing serious about it, but she lost a lot of blood and lay in her uncle's arms unable to move.

Two days later, she woke up again from the coma, and what she saw was the god-like Gong Feiling standing there, looking down at her.

In his arms was Nalan Jingchen, who was only two or three years old. Nalan Jingchen held Gong Feiling's collar tightly and looked at her without blinking.

"Let's go."

Just when she thought Gong Feiling would save her, Gong Feiling looked down at Nalan Jingchen, ready to leave.

Her disappointed tears flowed down immediately. This person didn't want to save her, but she didn't want to die, really didn't want to die, she wanted to live and avenge her family.

But now, she was too weak to say anything, and could only look at Nalan Jingchen and Gong Feiling helplessly.

"Shall we save her? There are so many dead people here, and so much blood, it's terrible. She's here by herself, so pitiful."

Nalan Jingchen pulled Gong Feiling's collar, blinked, and looked at Gong Feiling. Her words made Gong Feiling frown at Nangong Feixue, then turned around, and left without saying anything.

Nangong Feixue bit her lip and looked at their leaving figures. Could it be that she was really going to die here?

She is really not reconciled to the chance of survival slipping away from her eyes like this! !
Nalan Jingchen suddenly poked his head out of Gong Feiling's shoulder, and waved her small hand.

Several figures suddenly appeared beside her, Nangong Feixue stared at him blankly, and moved his uncle's body away from her body.

"Do you need to bury the body?" It was a man who spoke, a very handsome man.

"who are you?"

"Miss, let me save you. These people are your family members, right? You should want to bury them, don't waste time, otherwise, the master will be very angry."

With a wave of his hand, the man made several big holes in the yard. Others helped and put the corpses in one by one. Nangong Feixue wrote parents, grandparents and grandparents crookedly on the stone tablet with blood.

After dealing with all this, the man didn't give her a chance to react, picked up her collar, and left.

In the hands of the man, she turned her head and looked at her former home. Before she became stronger, she had to forget this place.

One day, she will come back for revenge!

She will not let anyone who killed her family members go!

The bloody scene in front of her was still lingering in her mind, and she would always dream of the scene of her family being wiped out.

She really didn't dare to think about what kind of abnormal state she would be in now if Nalan Jingchen hadn't helped her at that time.

Although she has become stronger now, compared with that person, she is still much worse, so she needs to continue to practice.

(End of this chapter)