"My child, can't be found..."

"I didn't look for it anymore, why did I say I couldn't find it?"

"I can continue to search, I will continue to search."

"Child, my child..."

The old woman sat in the dim room, with her eyes blank and haggard, which was the old woman Bai Luo had met before and then gave her a "dead appearance".

Her lost child was one of the seven missing women.

The old woman is just a civilian and depends on her daughter for life.

The evil done by the Sgrote family will be covered by the entire ancient capital, so it is naturally impossible for the old woman to find her daughter.

"Bang!"

"ah!!!"

"roar!"

It was very noisy outside, and terrible sounds kept coming, but the old woman was unaware of it.

"She is still alive, she is still alive, I can feel it."

"Every night, she would cry in my ears."

In the dark, the old woman always felt that her daughter was still alive and was crying at her in pain in a dark box.

She called ‘Mom’ and said to the old woman in pain, ‘Mom, save me’.

"I can't save you."

"I'm sorry, I can't save you."

The old woman's tears had dried up, and even if she was extremely sad, she could not shed a single tear.

If possible, the old woman is willing to give up everything and save her child.

She even wants to change positions with her daughter and let her bear the pain, hoping that the child can live a peaceful and happy life.

‘No matter who is good.’

‘Save my daughter.’

‘I can give you anything,’ the old woman prayed over and over again in her heart, wailing: ‘Anything is OK!’

【Take revenge if you have hatred, and revenge if you have grudges】

【By blood and blood, and life to life】

Leon's voice echoed in the old woman's ears.

"Is this an illusion?"

"No," the old woman's eyes showed a look: "It's not an hallucination, there's a voice, and someone is talking."

But what should she do?

What should she do to take revenge and rescue her daughter?

"Blood, still life..."

The old woman faintly noticed the owner of the voice, which was a whisper from the devil.

However, it doesn't matter. As long as she can take revenge, she is willing to accept it no matter what the price...

"Give me strength, let me, get my children back."

"die?"

Suddenly, the old woman understood something.

"Living people cannot get strength, only dead people can?"

The old woman murmured to herself. She lowered her head, looked at her fucked hands, and looked at a pair of scissors placed on the table.

"Ah, yes, of course..."

The old woman walked towards the table step by step: "If you want life, and soul, take it all, take it all..."

The street lights outside the window shone in, illuminating the old woman's shadow on the wall. She raised her hands and pointed her sharp scissors at her throat.

"puff!"

Bright red blood splashed over half of the wall.

"roar!!!"

The next moment, the shadow twisted wildly, and then smashed the house with a sharp roar, rushing somewhere at an astonishing speed.

"dad?"

"Dad, where are you?"

"Are you playing hide-and-seek with Emily again?"

In the castle-like villa, Emily jumped happily in her arms holding a doll.

"Dad, don't hide, Emily has discovered you!"

The blonde girl's smile was like an angel. It was hard to imagine that this angel loli, who was as delicate as a doll, would be a twisted and murderous demon.

"Are you relying on this face and this voice to win sympathy?"

"Um?"

Emily held the doll and saw the woman walking out from the back of the corridor.

Sheila wore a black windbreaker and long silver-white hair shawl, shining in the moonlight with fascinating brilliance.

The power of miracles transcends the mundane world, which naturally also includes Sheila's appearance and charm, which is a dazzling beauty that no mortal can resist.

"So beautiful, sister, your hair is so beautiful."

Emily said this, her expression was extremely gentle, but Sheila could clearly hear the thought in her heart.

‘Why can this bitch have such beautiful hair?’

‘It’s even more beautiful than my doll’s hair.’

‘It’s her, chop her head off,’ Emily: ‘And...’

The hand that was stroking the doll's hair suddenly tightened.

Emily still smiled, but if Sheila was not there, she would definitely tear off the doll's hair, throw it on the ground, and trampled it hard: 'Bake is a bargain!'

‘It looks so ugly. Compared to her hair, the hair of this doll and the hair of that lowly civilian girl, it’s so disgusting.’

"Sister, do you want to play with me?"

Listening to the girl's natural voice and this innocent invitation, Sheila found it funny.

"Is my hair beautiful?"

“??”

Emily was a little surprised because Sheila said something that happened to her heart: "Beautiful, my sister's hair is the most beautiful I have ever seen!"

"How about playing a game with my sister?"

Sheila has no sympathy for Emily. She wants to punish this demonic monster with a punishment that life is worse than death.

Sheila will not show mercy when dealing with such a demon.

"Okay, OK, what game?"

Emily pretended to be very interested, but she was already extremely impatient: "So annoying, what kind of game is it? Where is Dad? Come and chop off the bitch's head."

"Are you looking for your dad?"

Sheila: "He is also playing games with my sister. When you come, you will naturally see him."

"Really?"

Emily: ‘It’s so weird, how could dad play games with her?’

"Come on, go to hell!"

The shadow under Sheila's feet was activated, like countless tentacles, pounced on Emily...

"Crack, Crack!"

Emily was just a mortal, so naturally she couldn't react, but the doll in her arms made a strange laugh at this moment.

"Um?"

Sheila was a little surprised, and Emily suddenly laughed and said, "You want to harm me! Hehehehe! It's useless. No one can hurt me if there is a doll given to me by my father!"

"Extraordinary power?!"

Without any hesitation, Sheila directly completed the heroic liberation.

She was also a little surprised that she would encounter a strange extraordinary military force here.
To be continued...