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148. Chapter 148 Struggle before death 1

The brick house on the side of the fish pond is not large. It is only about twenty square meters, and the house is not high. It is estimated that it is only a little more than two meters.

Room.

Uncle Liu opened the door with the key and pressed the switch on the wall. The dark room suddenly brightened, and everything in the room also visible.

A simple single bed and a bedside table plus a simple fabric wardrobe. Fortunately, the room is small. Although it is so simple, it seems to be empty.

She walked in step by step and walked into this strange room!

Footsteps, so heavy!

Heart, so tired!

The whole person was so soft that he didn't even have a trace of strength. I don't know if it was going to die, or the child in the stomach was about to die.

I do n’t know who used the strange bed in the strange room, the gray bed supplies, and I do n’t know who used it. A sweaty flavor and a strong smoke flavor came, familiar and unfamiliar.

She went to bed, lay sideways on the bed, and the wound that broke her back was pumped by the leather whip.

After she entered the room, Uncle Liu closed the door and locked the door. She was lying on the bed. The sound of the car outside the window came from the window. She knew that Uncle Liu had gone.

This narrow room is like a grave at this time, and she clearly feels that she has lived in the grave herself, and this single bed is the coffin given by her ink.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing again. She seemed to have a breath and thinking, but she became a ghost?

Thinking of ghosts, she couldn't help but remember the strange man with long hair on the new wedding night. At this time, she suddenly thought that it was not a man at all, but a ghost?

Yes, in the inch of inch in the inch of inch in the Oriental family, it is impossible for people to enter the ink garden, and it is impossible to climb into the room where her doors and windows are closed. However, the ghost can enter from the door seam.

If this is the case, wouldn't she have long been ghosts?

And the child in her belly is a ghost child? Is it a ghost?

Thinking of this, she laughed without climbing. If so, did she be a ghost mother, and she would have the opportunity to be a female ghost in the future?

If she can really become a ghost, okay, is it worthy of Dongfang Mo?

When she became a female ghost, she would once again entangle Dongfang Mo, so that he could not be peaceful in his life, just want to be in "Painted Skin".

In fact, Dongfang Mo is not human. He is a real devil, because the heart of a person is hot, and only the heart of the ghost is cold, and it will never be covered, because the ghost's heart is no longer beating.

I lost the ability of induction.

Lying on the bed on the side, the head has been dizzy, the only feeling is so tired, so tired!

Small hands, sliding towards the abdomen unconsciously, suddenly feeling that it seemed to be beating inside.

Is it a child? Is it actually moving?

Could it be that it has felt the advent of the drug at this time? Knowing that the drug is to take its life?

And as a small, just starting, it does not want to die, so it is struggling before death in the mother's belly?
Chapter completed!
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