Chapter 528 Put on death, see off in black robe

  The funeral procession of the old man Liu has left the highway and moved forward on the mountain road.

  Hearing clearly that Sitong might come, Fang Qi dropped his sunglasses on the car seat and wanted to open the car door.

   "click".

  Unexpectedly, the door was opened first.

  Brave member Zhu Zhengli leaned down and put his head in front of Fang Qi: "You really are here."

  Fang Qi pushed Zhu Zhengli away and got out of the car. Dan Feng glanced at Zhu Zhengli and ignored the other party.

  At the wedding that day, after seeing Yu Xing, the memory of being almost choked to death by Yu Xing is still fresh.

  Si Tong, who has a **** red pupil, really caused him trouble!

  But Fang Qi didn't know what was wrong with him. He knew that Si Tong already had a man, and that man was far scarier than Si Tong.

  He just can't control himself, he wants to catch up to find out.

  "Why ignore me." Zhu Zhengli looked sad, and pointed to his black supercar behind him: "I brought my brother for you. You have to thank me."

When the words fell, Zhu Zhengli was suddenly punched by Fang Qi: "You actually brought Bu Fan!" What if there is danger!

  ...

  Following the funeral procession to the mountains, even if they don’t know the old people at the funeral, they still feel a little sad.

  Si Chen, Xu Weiwei, and Meng Jiang Jiang, all bowed their heads and went to the mountains.

  Send the elderly into the soil with the quietest attitude.

  After following all the way, Si Tong was still missing.

   "Why hasn't my sister come yet? She?" Si Chen was anxious.

  "Hush hush hush! Don't mumble." Xu Wei whispered softly.

  Si Chen still wanted to ask, but at last he closed his mouth after his goddess Meng Jiang Jiang took a look.

   behind.

  Fang Qi, Fang Bufan and Zhu Zhengli followed.

  Because they are from the countryside, the two big stars don’t have to disguise themselves. Few people know them anyway.

  Auntie, dressed in white, walked with Liu Zizheng, the younger brother of Old Man Liu.

  Liu Zizheng’s granddaughter and grandson had never seen Old Man Liu, and had no impression of the grandfather who suddenly appeared, so several young people walked up the mountain slowly.

  One of the short, chubby girls looked at Liu Zizheng lazily: "Grandpa, when will I be done and I can go back? This corpse has been killed."

  The question the girl really wants to ask is that the corpses are already in the coffin. Didn’t it mean that the old man’s eyes should be gouged out and sold, so that they can become rich?

  No matter how the corpse was killed, the old man’s eyeballs had not been dug out yet.

  The local custom is that people are not cremated after death, but are buried in coffins as they are.

   Liu Zizheng was actually afraid of Sitong’s warning. He glared at the short and round girl: "Ming Ming, shut up, don’t talk nonsense!"

  Liu Ming is a fat and ugly girl with a bad heart. She "cut" and stopped talking.

   Right now.

  On the hillside in front of everyone, a black and red figure flashed across.

  Liu Ming and Liu Zi are walking ahead, and their group looks up the hillside first.

   Then Si Chen and Xu Weiwei and the others also looked towards the hillside.

  Fang Qi, Fang Bufan and others who followed at the end.

  The moment when everyone in the group looked up the hillside.

  Everyone held their breath suddenly.

  A slender look, wearing a black-red robe lightly outside, embroidered with the flower of **** Manzhushahua on the black robe.

  As soon as he gave a glance, he saw that the girl in the black robe of the **** of death appeared on the hillside in front of everyone.

  The hazy feeling of rain washed over the hillside last night, pattering.

  The girl's delicate face like a goose egg, her naturally narrow eyelashes, and her figure with perfect proportions to the point where she walked past everyone's eyes.

  With a hazy and clear feeling, it is so beautiful that everything in front of you is unreal.

  It is many times more beautiful than the beauty under the photographer's filter lens.

  The girl is Sitong herself.

  What outsiders don’t know is that Sitong, who is dressed in black robes of the **** of death, is so beautifully dressed, as the **** of hell, with the most solemn posture, to see off the old man.

  (End of this chapter)