Feng Baizhi had not recovered from the tragic death of his henchman, and received the news that Mrs. Si had been killed.

Chu Yunqian's death was very neat, a knife sealed her throat, and the wound showed signs of corrosion, and she didn't seem to have suffered any crimes, but her death was exactly the same as Chu Yunyan and Chu Yunlan.

The Feng family was shrouded in the shadow of being favored by death.

Feng Baizhi ordered all his subordinates to gather in an open place, and sent guards to search for idle people next to each room.

Even the subordinates who were guarding the bed of the old master of the Feng family were taken away.

The old master of Feng couldn't move his limbs, he opened his eyes and looked at the fluttering gauze tent, turned his head to see the window blown open by the cold wind outside, and cleared his throat: "Come on, close the window." ”

After screaming three times in a row, the phlegm in his throat was surging, his voice was shady and hoarse, and he couldn't breathe.

There was a chuckle in the bedroom, followed by the sound of the window shut.

The old master of Feng looked at the tall back of the person through the gauze tent, and squinted: "Who are you?" ”

It seems that such a tall servant has never been seen before.

Chi Yebai's slender fingers twisted the tips of the black hair, walked to the edge of the bed step by step, opened the gauze tent, sat down on the edge of the bed, he hooked his red lips coated with thick oil, and his cold fingertips brushed over the neck of the old master of Feng, and said in a strange manner: "Old master, you don't know me?" ”

Where his cold fingers passed, a layer of goosebumps appeared on Old Man Feng's warm and wrinkled skin, as if he had been crawled by a poisonous snake.

He tried to sit up, but he couldn't move, as if he had been held down.

"Who are you?" The old master of Feng looked at the closed door as if asking for help: "Come on, come on!" ”

"Where else are there people." Chi Yebai frowned at his slender and long eyebrows, and pinched his throat: "Now that the Feng family is haunted, the dead people are one after another, this Feng family must be out of the ghost, and all the subordinates have been taken to the training ground for interrogation."

If you have anything, just tell me, I will serve the old master of Feng and you will be the same, after all, you are the son of heaven! ”

As soon as the words fell, his five fingers became claws, and he grabbed the neck of the old master of Feng.

"You, you ......" Breathless, the old master of Feng stared at him in horror with a pair of eyes, and finally made out a familiar face from the colorful face that was depicted.

"Recognized?" Chi Ye Bai Yin laughed coldly, "I'm the dog you threw to Feng Chengluan and Feng Yufeng, and I'm not even a beast at least a slave."

You killed my father, and you didn't even let me go, all these years, have you slept peacefully? ”

The old master Feng's face turned from pale to purple.

Chi Ye Bai saw that the old man Feng rolled his eyes, let go of his hand, and slowly pulled out the knife from his arms: "I can't let you die like this in vain, and let you taste the tragic state of my father before he died." ”

The sharp blade in his hand landed on the eye socket of the old master of Feng, and the fingertips were forced, and the cold blade pressed into his eye socket.

The screams overflowed from the throat of the old master of Feng's family, and the sound was quickly blocked by the thick futon.

Just as Chi Yebai went to dig out the other eye of the old master of Feng's family, the door of the bedroom was pushed open.

Mrs. Chi was tormented by a headache, her well-maintained face was like dehydrated flowers, quickly withered, her sideburns were neatly combed, she was wearing a clean shirt, holding on to the door frame, and stepped in tremblingly: "Master, where is the person who serves you?" Where have they gone? ”