Yang Qiulu began to cry loudly: "Mom, no, no--"

She was screaming, she was struggling.

Such wailing was heard in the village.

But they all thought Feng Xiangli was beating the child again.

She was so accustomed to hitting children that no one could control it.

Some people who can't listen to it will be bitten by Feng Xiangli and his wife even if they are stopped, and they will be accused of nosy.

The village can't control such a spoiled rogue, and facing Yang Qiulu's situation can only be powerless.

Feng Xiangli was afraid that she would call out something that shouldn't be called, and joined Yang Qiulu's father to cover her mouth, and while desperately pinching Yang Qiulu's body, she gritted her teeth and cursed: "You **** girl, you don't know that you can't open the pot at home now. Is there anything wrong with asking you to make some contributions to your family? You are a money-losing goods, and you only have this point. If you don't go today, you have to go. Now you only have the money-losing body!

Yang Qiulu's father covered her mouth and said indifferently: "Qiulu, father doesn't want it either, but there is no way. Dad doesn't have much skill. We still have to raise your brother in the family. We can't do it either."

Yang Qiulu was covering her mouth, and could only make a "uuuu" sound in despair.

Her voice was constantly twisting. The immense ability that people can produce in desperate situations is amazing. They couldn't take Yang Qiulu away at all for a while, so they could only press on her and want to drag her forcibly. go.

Feng Xiangli covered her mouth desperately, and was afraid of covering her to death, holding her shoulders and dragging it back.

Yang Qiulu's legs couldn't help twisting, and his hand grabbed a handful of dirt on the ground, which was embedded in his nails, representing Yang Qiulu's despair and helplessness.

"--woo woo woo woo."

In despair, she bit Feng Xiangli's finger to death. Feng Xiangli was in pain, and suddenly slapped her back. She started from the heart, and she picked up a stone on the roadside and hit Yang Qiulu directly. On the head.

"boom!"

Yang Qiulu's smashed eyes cast gold stars, but he did not faint.

Seeing the blood on her head, Yang Qiulu's father panicked, and hurriedly scolded: "You dead woman, are you crazy? If you beat her to death, you will pay for it? You still count on her to make money!"

Feng Xiangli took a bite: "Who told her to bite my old mother, dare to bite me, and can't beat her to death! Cheap leather stuff!"

Yang Qiulu was completely desperate when he heard this sentence.

She still wanted to resist, but felt that her strength was constantly losing.

She looked up at the sky with tears and mud, but she seemed to see the shadow of a girl.

She saw the fairy face again, the smiling face.

That was the fairy who hadn't appeared in front of her for a long time.

She shouldn't, she doesn't want to be like this—

There seemed to be something inside her body screaming in anger, and the surrounding temperature suddenly rose. Feng Xiangli only had time to say, ‘what’s going on? ’.

The sky of fire suddenly swept the entire village, and a burst of fire broke out from Yang Qiulu. The fierce flames could almost swallow everything, and instantly swallowed everything clean.

Clusters of huge flames burst from Yang Qiulu's body.

It seemed to be a temperature that could pierce people's hearts, but she didn't feel any heat, and even felt a trace of peace.

In the fire, in the sky, there is still that bright smiling face.

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