C169 Costs of Death(2)

Feng Tingting opened her eyes wide, she could not believe what Xiao Ya said.

"No, what do you mean?"

"Hee Zhirong died on the day you faked your death. Right now, three days later."

"Three days later?" Feng Tingting was a little puzzled, "But you said, the effects are for a day and a night?"

Cui Runn pursed his lips and said with a frown: "Normally, it takes a day and a night