There was a female ghost in the room, her hair was coiled, and a few strands of hair fell on her forehead, half-covered and drooping in front of her white eyes.

There was a big hole in her head and she was bleeding profusely.

There were four or five baby ghosts lying on her feet, the biggest one was pulling a long umbilical cord, connecting him to the female ghost.

From Susie's point of view, the female ghost made a ho-ho-ho sound from her throat, shouting hoarsely, "Susie...Susie..."

Her hand with bright red nail polish was aimed directly at Susie, made a neck-choking motion, and floated towards Susie.

Susie's face was pale.

Susie was not afraid of ghosts, almost nothing could scare her.

In addition to the deep memory imprinted in the soul. The female ghost in front of her was none other than Stacy Bishop!

Stacy Bishop smiled strangely, her teeth clucking, "You made me miserable! You made me miserable."

Susie couldn't help but take a step back, but quickly regained her composure.

Calm down, she was not afraid!

No one could hurt her now.

She had a very powerful teacher, and he gave her a magic bracelet, which made her strong.

She could beat a fat aunt, and she could even bend the iron railing!

She also had eight uncles, grandparents, brothers, and sisters.

Thinking of these, Susie gradually felt full of strength.

She stared at her stepmother, Stacy Bishop, and couldn't help but clenched her little fists.

A voice from the bottom of her heart was clamoring, ‘Beat her down!’

Stacy Bishop couldn't help sneering when she saw Susie clench her fists and looked frightened.

Even if she was dead, she could still suppress Susie, so what if Susie was the favorite little princess of the Murray family!

She intentionally frightened Susie and said eerily. "Susie, I died so badly. Come and stay with me."

Stacy showed her dying state, resentment and hatred rolled in her heart.

This little thing was having a good time and living a life like a princess!

And her? She was kicked to death by Andrew Bishop. She died aggrievedly, suddenly, and inexplicably!

She was not reconciled, she obviously still had a bright future, but she died so hastily.

After she killed Andrew Bishop, she wanted to drag Susie to hell the second!

She was living like hell, no one should live in heaven then!

Stacy Bishop screamed and rushed towards Susie!

On the other side, Mitch saw Susie clenching her fists motionless and immediately stepped forward.

He put his hand on Susie's shoulder, secretly transferred his strength to her, and said slowly, "Juicy, don't be afraid."

A poor little girl.

Mitch squinted and was about to stuff Stacy straight into the soul gourd.

But then Susie gave a 'ha', and suddenly grabbed Stacy's hands, and threw her into the air with a bang!

The tumbling evil dust was like tumbling smoke, and Stacy was thrown hard.

Mitch was stunned.

The ghost babies who suddenly lost contact with their mother were all confused. But Susie took the initiative to attack, and bravely stepped forward, grabbing Stacy's ankle to drag her out of the tumbling evil dust.

Susie punched her stepmother fist by fist.

Stacy was like a sandbag. She was beaten hard, and her head fell off, even her eyeballs fell out.

She was furious, "Stop!"

Susie didn't say a word, just punched her attentively.

Stacy literally vomited blood.

She didn’t know why she would be beaten like that. She was a vile ghost, and she could kill her!

Why was Susie not afraid of her, but still beating her?

The corner of Mitch's mouth twitched, belatedly realizing that he worried too much.

Susie was so brave with no fear.

With this beating, Stacy's evil energy came out and was completely absorbed by the soul gourd.

Stacy was like a rag bag that had been hollowed out, drooping on the ground, her eyelids trembling violently, "You, damn you!"

Her words were trembling, and she obviously didn't have much strength.

Only then did Susie let her go, and took two steps back. She grabbed her little rabbit toy and hugged it tightly! She was still kind of afraid of her stepmother.

Four or five baby ghosts made buzzing sounds, and the largest one dragged a blood-red path on the ground and crawled towards Stacy.

Then curled up in Stacy's arms.

The other small baby ghosts also cling to Stacy's lap like leeches.

Stacy slapped the ghost baby in her arms aside, and screamed with all her strength, "Don't touch me!"

The ghost baby was extremely wronged.

Susie pursed her lips and watched, and understood in her heart, ‘The biggest ghost baby is my unborn 'brother'.’

Susie’s stepmother fell down the stairs to abort in order to frame Susie, so the unborn child just died innocently.

But what about the other four?

Susie asked suspiciously, "Micky, why does Auntie have so many babies? Can Auntie hold so many in her stomach?"

if it was like this, it would be a pity to contain only babies with such a big belly.

It could hold chicken legs, ice cream, kebabs, cakes, sugar water, and so on.

Thinking of this, Susie suddenly shook her head violently.

She was kind of envious that Stacy had such a big belly.

Mitch said, "No, there is only one in her belly, and the others should have been miscarried a long, long time ago."

Those babies were full of hope of being born but were ruthlessly destroyed, so the unwilling baby spirits would still linger in the world.

They generally didn't walk around but lay on the mother's body and legs until the mother died, or disappeared.

Mitch asked, "Stacy Bishop, you're dead, why don't you reincarnate?"

She didn’t reincarnate and also became a vile ghost.

How much resentment she had!

Stacy Bishop said bitterly, "I don't want to be reincarnated, why should I let Andrew Bishop and Susie go!"

She chattered, "Susie, remember your dad? Oh no, he's not your dad."

"Your father and your mother didn't get a certificate or hold a wedding. The only thing they had was a 'ceremony'."

"But I replaced your mother that night in the bed! Hahaha!"

"I won, your mother lost! I threw your mother to seven or eight old men!"

"It's a pity that your mother was not tortured to death by those perverted old men!"

"Hahaha! Susie, you are a little bastard! A bastard of some ugly old man!"

The more Stacy thought about it, the more unwilling she became!

How naive she was then! Stacy thought Andrew Bishop was the best and the richest! So she used all her scheming methods, she even stepped on Clara Murray and won.

What Clara Murray couldn't have, she had.

Unexpectedly, the man she tried so hard to get was trash!

Susie couldn't help clutching the little rabbit toy in her arms.

She could understand some, but it didn't prevent her from understanding the key information that her father may not be her father?

Her dad was an old ugly man?