Chapter 3365 The Real World 715

Everyone's eyes fell on Gu Pianran.

"You said, what's going on?"

The black-faced beggar looked at her with a warning in his eyes.

Seeing his eyes, Gu Pianran was not afraid at all, and a cold arc was drawn on his lips, "I have the willow disease. The scars you see on my body are acne. In order to cover up the fact that I have the willow disease. , burn it with fire. He doesn't need to tell you yet. Every time you come over, he will stare, afraid that I will tell you the truth."

"Now that my life is not long, I don't want you to die, so I can take advantage of today's opportunity to make things available to the public."

As soon as this statement came out, someone was immediately taken aback.

"No wonder I've been itchy these few days." After speaking, the man's face changed suddenly, "Old Hei, you kill a thousand knives, take your life."

The people all glared at each other, and they all rushed towards the black-faced beggar.

The black-faced beggar quickly and loudly defended: "Don't listen to that bitch, she is lying to you. She has always held a grudge against me, she is trying to take advantage of you, you must not be fooled."

Gu Pianran sneered, "I am already a dying person, so why should I lie to you. Right or wrong, true or false, you will know in a few days whether I deceived you."

"Furthermore, these spots on my body are the best proof."

Those beggars had already believed her words, surrounded the black-faced beggars, and stared at him angrily.

"What do you want to do."

Someone shouted, "Hit, kill him."

One person started, and immediately everyone punched and kicked him, knocking him to the ground. These beggars were like crazy, and they killed him.

After half a cup of tea, the black-faced beggar vomited blood and was dying.

Seeing this, Gu Pianran showed a smug smile on the corner of her lips.

Before the black-faced beggar died, he stared at Gu Pianran with resentful eyes.

Gu Pianran was not afraid, and watched him humbly and uselessly die in front of her.

The black-faced beggar died and everyone stopped beating.

The fear of death hangs over everyone's heart.

His death did not let them vent their frustration, anger and panic.

They turned their signs to Gu Pianran.

Gu Pianran saw their hostile eyes and knew what they were going to do.

Before they started, she touched a sharp wooden thorn from the side, and before they started, she inserted the wooden thorn into her heart.

Her life and death, it is not the turn of these despicable people to call the shots.

Her death, only she can call the shots.

Gu Pianran died, and before he died, there was still a question in his mind.

What is she here for? !

This promise, no one can answer her.

Even if there were, she would never hear it again.

At the moment of death, Bei Yutang felt it.

She took out the crystal mirror, and the situation in the broken temple appeared in the mirror. At a glance, she saw the naked body, covered with dirt and xx, the dilapidated body.

Her death was tragic, but there was a strange smile on the corner of her lips.

That smile seemed to mock everyone in the temple.

Looking at Gu Pianran's death, her mind appeared before her death.

Regarding her experience and tragic situation, Bei Yutang's expression was calm, without a trace of turbulence.

Gu Pianran died, the hatred that had been pressing in his heart disappeared in an instant, and his body became relaxed in an instant.