[Sword Three] The No.13 Person of Horror Daming Palace

When he woke up the next day, Wang Ping had already gone out.

She was ignored, and there was no explanation.

She got up and ran to the Internet cafe first.

For the first time in her life, she ran to a place where adults thought it was very messy. She stopped suddenly and burst into tears. Maybe she was just too obedient and well protected, that's why she was so easily deceived.

She opened the game JX[-], registered, and logged in. She randomly chose a character and named it [How Hongchen Can Break].

She was busy in the game for a long time before someone told her how to add friends.

You have added [Duan Ling] as a friend.

She clicked on the online, M chatted with Duan Ling: Sister, your so-called love, you are lying to you when you say you like you, he is not a good person, leave him before it is too late.

Then hurried to the agreed place.

The man was waiting there early.

For some reason, she knew it was that person when she saw it, perhaps because of her keen and helpless intuition as a woman and a victim.

The man still looked innocent, saying that she was wrong, that he would not do anything to other girls, that he really loved other girls.

Hahahahahahahahaha, did he think she heard less lies?

She was about to applaud his acting skills.

Just like Wang Ping back then, he told the most beautiful lies with the most sincere expression.

She suddenly became hysterical.

fraud!You are all liars!Did you know it can ruin someone's life!My whole life has been ruined just like that!All my hopes!All my joy!All my happiness!It's all an illusion!

Ji Ling took the man's hand, full of anger, like a wounded female animal, biting the chains that bound her, and tearing her own wounds.

The man was frightened at first, but then there was a little sympathy in his eyes, sympathy?Ji Ling sneered, you people who have committed crimes, are you hypocritically sympathizing here now?

Ji Ling stretched out his hand to hit him, but he froze for a moment, then waved and pushed, and then ran away.

When Ji Ling rolled down the stairs of the overpass, she suddenly thought, calculating the date, maybe, if the child can be born, it will still be a Buddha child.

She struggled to open her eyes and looked at the gray sky.

Ah, it's snowing.