In the dark night, the ghostly figure followed the hurriedly pregnant woman in front of her. Suddenly there was a strange noise, and the woman immediately looked around in panic and vigilance, and then wanted to escape to the west.
"Mrs. Qi, where are you running from?" The figure that had been following her for a long time stopped hiding and showed its true form and stretched out its hand to stop him. The man was a stooped and ugly man. He was holding a sharp dagger and was approaching Mrs. Qi step by step with a smile on his face.
"Gou An, why are you here? My Mr. Qi is not kind to you. Please let me and the child in my belly live." Mrs. Qi tightly protected her abdomen and backed away.
"Madam, please don't blame me, everyone is their own master. Besides, Qi Gong is also waiting for your family to reunite under the underworld." After Gou An said this, he murmured to himself: "I have endured humiliation and burden for many years, just to be under one person today, it's worth it, it's worth it!"
"..." Mrs. Qi frowned, and while he was muttering to himself, she turned around and fled.
Ten years of gratitude and resentment, a hundred years of memories and plans, a thousand years of suffering and joy, and ten thousand years of uncertainty.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
