"It's you two!"
"What? On a night with the moon dark and the wind high, are you planning to bury a couple of people for fun too?"
Looking at the tense-faced Zhang Chulan and the "clever as hell" Feng Baobao, Qing Mo still wore a faint smile!
"Mm! How did you know we came out to bury people?"
"Big sis! Stop talking! It's the middle of the night, I'm still young—don't get me killed!"
Seeing Feng Baobao's earnest reply, equal parts blankly adorable and serious, Zhang Chulan instantly broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly clamped a hand over her mouth!
Just now, the two of them had watched Qing Mo kill someone and bury the body—and he had buried him alive!
If the man got unhappy and sent the two of them down there as well to reunite with that "simp bro," Zhang Chulan would probably cry himself to death right here!
After all, the person before them was unfathomably powerful. Even if the two of them joined forces, they might not be able to shake him in the slightest!
Feng Baobao: I'm not afraid of being buried alive. I know how to breathe through my body. You don't...!
"Um... Mr. Qing... Qing Mo, we... we didn't see anything just now!"
"It's late. We should both head back and get some rest early, right?"
"Don't worry, the two of us were never here tonight!"
Just as Zhang Chulan desperately tried to assure Qing Mo and drag Feng Baobao away!
Who would have thought that Feng Baobao would shake off Zhang Chulan's hand, then walk over to where Hu Jie had just been buried alive? She lightly stamped her foot on the ground, then looked around several times!
"What a master—amazing!"
"In less than five seconds, you buried a