130: Chapter 130 Give them back

Chapter 130 Give them back

He Huan squeezed me, and I looked at her angrily." Can you not squeeze me?" "This is a corner. The people outside have come in. None of us can leave!"

He really didn't know what He Huan was thinking about, such an obvious thing.

When He Huan heard what I said, her eyes fell off.

She looked at me and choked," Chen Xiao, I don't want to die. I really do n' t want to die..."

I don't want to die either!

After some thought, he touched his body and realized that his phone wasn't by his side.

Strange. I clearly remembered when I called He Huan to confirm that it was her.

I put my phone in my pocket and went to open the door.

After touching it for a while, my phone really disappeared.

"He Huan, where's your phone?"

When I heard the banging outside the door, my heart jumped into my throat.

He Huan shook his head." I don't know..."

Don't know?

I was at home and my phone was gone.

Also, I was in the living room just now. My phone was still in my pocket. If I fell to the ground, I would see it immediately.

Just as I was about to say something, He Huan suddenly grabbed my arm and looked at me with bloodshot eyes.

I was stunned. I felt that something was wrong with her.

"Chen Xiao, you're still supported by our family anyway."

"I can't die. If I die, my father will only be alone."

He Huan grabbed my arm tightly, and his eyes seemed to be penetrating.

I didn't understand what she meant." He Huan, what are you talking about?"

"Chen Xiao, you're just one person anyway. If you can grow up, it's my family that raised you."

He Huan repeated this matter to me. I didn't need her to tell me.

I could grow up with their family's support.

At this moment, He Huan pounced at me and pressed me firmly against the wall.

I was shocked and instinctively resisted.

But when I started to move, He Huan anxiously said to me. "We can only live one. All you have to do is promise Zhao Feng to lend my sister twenty years of life."

When I heard this, I looked at He Huan in shock. "How do you know about this?"

So it was Zhao Feng outside?

He Huan wasn't he chased by those people? Did he say that on purpose?

When I thought of this, my heart turned cold.

Then, I struggled to push He Huan away and roared at her. "He Huan you're crazy?" He Qing She's already dead!"

Moreover, He Qing did not commit suicide, but died in vain.

Her heart was filled with resentment, but I didn't know who it was to.

"Chen Xiao, we've been raising you for more than ten years. You should just return it to our family."

"It's only twenty years. I can only borrow it from you."

When I heard this, I couldn't help but turn red.

Inwardly, he felt as if his throat had been blocked.

If I lent He Qing twenty years of life, my life would be ruined.

He Qing was already dead. A person could not be resurrected when he was dead. Forbidden arts harmed others and harmed himself.

That was a heaven-defying battle!

"Chen Xiao, this is what you owe us. Can you return it to us?" He Huan pressed me down in the corner and said this in a pleading tone.

My eyes turned red. Was it still?

My adoptive parents had given me a favor and should have paid it back.

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened, and I couldn't move because of He Huan pressure.

It was Zhao Feng...

Zhao Feng you were sweating profusely right now, his bloodshot eyes were staring at me.

I couldn't help but say," Zhao Feng, He Qing's already dead. She's dead!"

Zhao Feng walked towards me step by step with a rope in his hand. He Huan was helping me at the side and tied me up.

After tying me up, Zhao Feng went to the living room.

He Huan stayed in the bedroom to watch over me.

I sat against the wall and heard a commotion coming from the living room.

I took a look at He Huan. I didn't know if it was my illusion or if it was true that she was apologetic to me.

But in the blink of an eye, it was gone again.

I didn't say anything. I could n' t say anything and my mouth was blocked.

He Huan didn't say anything to me.

After a while, Zhao Feng walked in and pulled me out.

I struggled for a while and didn't struggle anymore. I knew it was useless.

There were many of them, and I was alone.

Without mentioning anything else, even if I wasn't tied up, I would n' t be able to escape.

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He Huan stood in the living room. The door had already been blocked by Zhao Feng.

I hadn't finished reading the books Rong Ci gave me. If I had known that it would have been better if I had finished reading them, I had just happened to see someone borrow my life that night and started to feel sleepy.

It was useless for me to regret it. Even if I saw it, it might not be useful.

There was a incense table in front of me, Zhao Feng the wooden sword on my back was also placed on the table.

At this moment, he was muttering something. I couldn't understand what he was talking about.

"He Huan, come over here!"

After Zhao Feng finished reading, he waved at He Huan.

He Huan obediently walked over. Zhao Feng grabbed her wrist and picked up a knife.

He Huan was shocked and immediately pulled his wrist. "Zhao Feng, what are you doing?"

When I saw this, I couldn't help but be stunned.

Suddenly, he remembered that if he borrowed his life, he would have to let the ghost borrow his corpse for his soul before he could continue his life.

The corpse...

There were no corpses here!

I looked at Zhao Feng and He Huan fiercely, Zhao Feng grabbed onto He Huan wrist and said coldly. "What did you say I was going to do? "It's best if you and your sister are connected."

He Huan was so scared that her face turned pale.

I didn't know why, but I actually felt pity for her.

He Huan didn't live as well as me. At least I had n' t lived as well, but she had the same thoughts as me.

However, he was still living in such a state of uncertainty!

"Let me go! Let me go! "Help! Help!"

He Huan shouted, Zhao Feng slapped her in the face and the dagger in her hand cut her wrist.

The knife saw blood and cut a deep wound.

He Huan cried out in pain. I couldn't help but close my eyes.

Zhao Feng went crazy!

If he had treated He Qing well back then and hadn't had an affair with He Huan, perhaps it would n' t have been like this.

What about He Huan?

She had been used to it since she was young. Everything should be hers.

She was still alive when she was young...

But I couldn't help but think that the one who had created such a He Huan was not the deceased foster mother?

"Who is it?"

I suddenly heard He Qing voice and a knock on the door.

He Qing voice came from the bedroom. I suddenly opened my eyes and looked over.

Still in the house, He Qing yawned and walked out of the bedroom.

When she reached the door, she looked at me again.

I was stunned for a moment before He Qing went to open the door. Just as the door opened, the person outside the door entered.

She pressed her hand against the wall and covered He Qing mouth before closing the door.

I couldn't see the person's face clearly, but I saw a burn scar on the back of his hand.

He felt that it looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before...

Where? Where have I seen it before?

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