The vixen's journey through time

boom! Boom boom! Rumble…

Suddenly, the air distorted, the house shook violently, dust rustled down, and tiles fell down.

The woman was stunned, then laughed wildly.

"Hahaha... Sure enough, God also hates you, a loser! You! Just wait here to die!"

The woman took off the little girl's clothes, tore them to pieces, tied her hands and feet, stood up, looked at her masterpiece, and nodded with satisfaction.

What a stupid mother and daughter! Sure enough, it all ended in her hands in the end.

One fights her for her man, the other fights her for her son! But she was so stupid that even if they didn't die, they would be sorry for her careful design!

Before leaving, she kicked her hard again. This time, she used all her strength. The little girl's internal organs were probably damaged and it hurt a lot, but she was already numb.

Until, the vicious woman's back gradually disappeared, and her proud words were conveyed along with the sound of wind and dust.

"Little bastard, your mother was no match for me back then. Even if I gave her a bowl of medicine, she would have no choice but to die! Now, go and accompany your mother! Don't let her wait down there for too long..."

The girl's eyes were horrified, bursting with hatred.

She seemed to have heard some shocking secret. It turned out that this was the truth about her mother's death.

It was this vicious woman who drugged her mother to death and took possession of her father.

The girl's eyes widened, she bit her cheek, and roared: "Kill...kill, kill you...I'll kill you!"

The broken bones pierced into her flesh and blood, and she seemed to be unconscious of the heart-piercing pain. She could only stare at the direction the woman left, with that look like a ghost.

What the girl didn't know was that not long after the woman ran out, the ground beneath her feet cracked. She stepped on both sides, trying to return to a safe zone.

But the ground cracked faster and faster, and became wider and wider. The woman's crotch was torn apart, and her feet finally gave out and fell into the cracks.

The ditch was so deep that she couldn't climb up, and something kept falling down, as if to fill the hole and bury the woman alive.

In fact, God has eyes, and he will occasionally open his eyes to mend the many holes in this world.

God has plans!

In the house, tiles fell down and hit the girl's side. The flying sharp fragments scratched her back, and some of them pierced directly into her flesh.

The girl ignored the pain and moved her body closer to the fragment. Finally, she was able to reach the fragment with her hand, and a rare smile appeared on her face.

She knew that her mother in heaven was helping her.

She knows that her mother has always been with her and she can't let her go. She loves her and loves her in her own way.

"Mother, Xiaocao will avenge you! That woman! I can't spare her! And daddy..."

"That man, he, if you don't care about him, that would be fine..."

"Xiaocao doesn't care anymore. Xiaocao just thinks that he doesn't have this father..."

"When he gets old and can no longer move, Xiaocao will give him porridge and rice to prevent him from going hungry."

"When he dies, Xiaocao will bury him next to his mother's grave, no! Bury him behind his mother, and ask him to confess to his mother underground..."

The girl used her fingers as hooks to slide the pieces over bit by bit.

Close, close, closer, got it!

The girl ignored the sharpness of the tiles, quickly held them in her hands, and then cut the rags tied to her hands.