"Sister-in-law, you did this on purpose…" Before Sun Keke could finish speaking, Liu Ying immediately reached out her hand.

　　Her fingernails instantly grew longer, and she pulled out Sun Keke's heart.

　　The bright red heart pulsated in her pale palm - thump...

　　thump...

　　All viewers watching the live stream were shocked.

　　"Ahhh..." "Ahhh - I'm so scared! Help!" "Call the police quickly, call the police!" "What should we do? Where does Murong Yue live? Why does this front gate style look similar to our neighboring village? Oh, I'm so scared!" "Is there a master in front of the screen? Hurry and save them!" "This can't be possible, it can't be true.

　　Wasn't this all just a publicity stunt? How did it turn into murder?" Sun Keke widened her eyes, producing unconscious rough gasps from her throat.

　　Her body went limp, and she fell to the ground.

　　Liu Ying retracted her hand and smiled at us.

　　My grandfather and I exchanged glances, then quickly turned and ran.

　　We rushed back to the study and closed the door.

　　Liu Ying didn't chase after us.

　　Instead, she walked to Sun Keke's side, crouched down, and brought her head closer to her chest, greedily sucking blood.

　　She was confident that we couldn't escape and wanted to enjoy her meal in peace.

　　I was terrified.

　　"What should we do, Grandpa? Sun Keke, Sun Keke is dead, she's really dead?" "Useless! Stop standing there and do something, shake her!"

　　"Grandpa quickly pushed the desk behind the door, leaving only a narrow gap, and then took a box of cinnabar from the desk and placed it on the top of the door.

　　He hung the ancestral Qiankun Mirror on the window, then pulled me and crouched down next to the window.

　　'The blood demon will enter from the door later, and the cinnabar can block its sight.

　　We will escape through the window then.'