"Sister Huang 'er ..."
The woman carrying the cat called out to several people in a row and bowed.
"I'm sorry."
When they were born, they had once regarded each other as a mortal malady, and had a lot of dirty things between them, creating obstacles for each other.
Only now did he understand that there was no enmity between them. In fact, they had all died one after another.
"Sister Qiao 'er, I was also in the wrong ..."
The other young woman, who was surrounded by red mist, also cried softly, ""I've also let you down in many ways back then."
Song qingxiao listened to their apologies one by one. These women who used to have a bad relationship with each other had finally reconciled after a nightmare that lasted more than a hundred years.
Everyone hugged each other and cried bitterly. They were both sad about their tragic life and ending, but they were also happy that they had been freed.
"Young lady, this is not a place to stay for long ..."
