"Yue'er?"
Li Qingmu hurriedly supported the person next to him. In fact, he also felt a bit nauseous, but he could endure it, whereas Yue'er couldn't. After all, she was just a woman.
Long Yue gently shook her head: "I'm fine, just feeling... uncomfortable. I'm not one with a merciful heart nor a heart of stone. These people are innocent."
She took a deep breath and thought of that beast Qian Yi!
To hide his true identity, he actually slaughtered all the villagers of Qingshui Village. What a cruel heart!
While speaking, Long Yue turned around and saw Village Chief Wang Zhihuan.
His neck was half broken, but still hanging, the blood had already clotted, and his eyes were wide open, not resting in peace!
Indeed, not resting in peace, because those who were killed weren't just him but the entire village!
As the village chief, how could he not be angry, worried, or sad?
