The group set off in a grandiose manner.
In the dark night, the cries of the three children pierced the sky and tore the wound in her heart.
Just like that, Bai Wenjing was stuffed into a pig cage and carried to the riverbank.
It turned out that the people who were usually kind and kind were just a bunch of ugly people when they removed their masks. Bai Wenjing knew what was waiting for her, and her body gradually gave up.
Even though she could only be killed by the system, she was still afraid of the process of death.
She didn't want to experience that kind of struggle and despair at the brink of death.
"We're here. Just throw it here. The river is deep and the water flows fast."
Liu cuixiang waved her hand, and Bai Wenjing was placed on the ground. With her hands and feet bound, she could only look at the crowd coldly.
She would not let them off. If they really did it again, she would not let them have an easy time from the beginning!
"Plop!"
