Chapter 388

It never occurred to me that the two of them, sitting quietly, had such a fierce battle.

Mrs. Ying was almost instantly in tears: "she is a ghost, my daughter is gone..."

Such Ying Furong is not her daughter at all. Her daughter has died and died miserably.

Ying Xiangru's face instantly became ugly.

Ying Furong's face was a little ferocious: "ah - go to hell.".

Ying Furong is already very strong. She can compete with Xu Bo and others. They can't tear her out in front of everyone, but Liu Sanniang can.

Ying Furong didn't feel any spiritual power from Liu Sanniang. She seemed to be born to fight against evil. The golden light on her body burned her in pain. Obviously, she also broke Liu Sanniang's viscera again and again. She was in pain, and Liu Sanniang would hurt ten million points, but Liu Sanniang just didn't die.

When Wu Chu stepped in to let everyone see the fierce fight, Ying Furong screamed, bursting out with powerful strength, and the black gas from her instantly drowned Liu Sanniang.

Should Furong gasp, she can't feel a little angry. Is Liu Sanniang dead?

Ying Furong looked at Wu Shu and others: "she's dead, I won."

Ying Furong looked at Mrs. Ying: "I'm also your daughter. I'm no different from her. Why can't you turn a blind eye?"

Mrs. Ying's eyes were red: "you are not my daughter, and you can never replace her."

Ying Furong's face sank. "So, go to hell."

Wu Xu said faintly, "so many of us have seen it. Are you going to kill us?"

Kill them all, can Ying Furong do it?

Ying Furong curled her lips and sneered, looking at the black air in front of her: "when I devour her and integrate her, I don't need to kill, and none of you will remember what happened here."

She doesn't need to kill, not to mention here, either the crown prince or the prince and princess, as well as the eminent monk, she is no match, and what she wants to do is not to kill at all.

Yuan Hui looked at Ying Furong: "the art of sealing."

Xu Bo and Xu Yue's face was not very good. They sealed people's memory. Such forbidden techniques unexpectedly came out of her mouth at will.

Wu Shu smiled lightly, "I'm afraid you can't do it."

Ying Furong's face was cruel: "impossible."

Wu Xun looked at the black Qi and smiled without saying anything.

When Fu Rong gritted her teeth, she released all her strength, and the thick black air covered one layer after another.

But soon, Ying Furong's expression was distorted, as if she was experiencing some pain. She widened her eyes and couldn't buy the channel: "why didn't she die, why didn't she die?"

A ray of golden light pierced the black air, which was so dazzling.

Word by word Sanskrit slowly spread out.

Namo Amitabha night dortaga night

Duodi night he Amitabha vapi

Amitabha, Duosi, dababhi

Amitabha do PI Garan Emperor

Amitabha dorpi galando

Gami is tired of gamana

Zhiduojia suvahe (Note: Afterlife mantra)

Ying Furong felt a sharp pain in her heart, and a stream of blood rushed up her throat. She opened her mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The black gas was punctured by the golden light, and Liu Sanniang sat firmly in her seat, looking at the unbelievable Ying Furong coldly, and slowly said, "let me see what you are."

Liu Sanniang grabbed Ying Furong's hand, and her power surged across Ying Furong in an instant.

A force was released and the whole house was wrapped in it.

Ying Furong only felt something move up from her throat. She had to open her mouth and spit out a black pill. Ying Furong looked painful and stared at Liu Sanniang hard.

She screamed madly in her heart to die.

Liu Sanniang's strength was like a huge dark cloud. In that huge strength, she was a very small mole ant.

Her heart defense was easily pierced by Liu Sanniang.

In the exquisite courtyard, men in black face people with their backs.

Servants in the yard knelt on the ground, including Ying Furong.

She is also called Ying Furong, but she knows that she is a substitute. She knows that she exists to replace the daughter of the prime minister. The daughter of the prime minister will, and she must, and the daughter of the prime minister will not, and she must learn.

She called people in black 'adults'.

Except that she looks different from Zhenying hibiscus, her every move is simply a replica of Zhenying hibiscus.

But the fake is always fake. As soon as this exquisite yard goes out, it is not the prime minister's house. What she has to do is to become a real Ying Furong.

Half a year ago, on a rainy night, she saw the real Ying Furong. She was tied and stuffed with a cloth in her mouth. She looked frightened, her dignified and gentle expression collapsed, and her beautiful appearance looked only pathetic.

Fourteen year old Zhen Ying Furong's eyes were full of fear, and she seemed to find something. The whole person trembled. She smiled, turned around in front of Ying Furong and said, "you found it, I'm very similar to you, only one face away, I'm you."

Zhenying Furong seems to have never seen such a terrible thing, with tears in her eyes.

It rained heavily. She took off the cloth in Zhen Ying Furong's mouth and stuffed her with a pill. She reached out and held Ying Furong's face: "originally, it was very simple to cut off your head, but I don't want to do this. I will replace you, but you will also live. The taste from heaven to hell is good for you to taste."

Substitution is only part of it.

She didn't want Zhenying Furong to die like this, so when she gradually turned into Zhenying Furong, Zhenying Furong widened her eyes, as if she was suffocating.

She smiled: "my name is Ying Furong. It's not your name. I've been called that since I was a child."

Really lotus trembled: "you can't replace me, my parents will find you."

She smiled, "no, they'll never find out."

Holding scissors and a bronze mirror, she showed Zhenying Furong what she looked like now. Looking at Zhenying Furong's collapse and crying, she smiled, pinched Zhenying Furong's chin, and directly cut off her tongue. She smiled and said, "without your tongue, you won't speak."

She cut off her fingers and cut off the beautiful round fingers: "your fingers are gone, you can't do anything, tut... It's pathetic."

When she returned to the prime minister's mansion, no one found her.

Liu Sanniang could feel that there was a powerful force, which swallowed Ying Furong's memory. The thick evil, just a little, made Liu Sanniang frown.

Liu Sanniang took back her strength and let go.

Ying Furong was gnashing her teeth. "If it weren't for you, no one would have found it."

Since these days, she has sent greetings to Mrs. Ying every day and attended many banquets. No one has ever found that she replaced Zhen Ying Furong silently.

"No if."

Liu Sanniang looked at Ying Furong faintly, paused and then said, "no matter who he is, I will find out."