Qiao Mu hid behind the tree, and looked at Wu Yanzhen, who ran out from behind the dirt slope with her belly in her hands, and her face was a little blue, her lips pulled lightly, and she smiled.

I just put some good ingredients in this aunt's cup, and it seems that this is just the time to have a seizure!

Like a dexterous cat, Qiao Mu quietly rushed behind Wu Yanzhen, pursed his lips and tilted his head, paddled the moderately sized hard stone in his hand, and smashed it at the back of Wu Yanzhen's head without saying anything.

Three slammed "knock knocks" in a row.

Blood was gushing down the back of her head. Wu Yanzhen's eyes widened in shock, she didn't even hold back a word, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The place where she fell was a slope, so there was no need for the arbor to do it again.

She slid down with a flutter of her own, rolling to a half-dug channel by hand, half of her face dipped in the dirty mud, motionless.

Qiao Mu followed down the slope slowly, came to Wu Yanzhen's side and squatted down, grabbed her hair with both hands and pressed it down violently, and then pressed it into the mud.

I still remember that in the previous life, when this woman took her sister Qiao Lin from their family, she said that the big family who adopted her was full of kindness and virtue, and she lived like a living fairy who came down to save the suffering and help the poor for nine days.

When we met again, Qiao Lin was lying in the cold rain, unclothed, with no good meat on her body, and was thrown like a lump of garbage in the wilderness, and wild dogs were gnawing at her ragdoll-like body.

At that time, Xiao Lin'er was only twelve years old! Twelve years old, such a young life, which should have been extremely fresh, became a cold corpse.

It was this woman, this trafficker who deserved to go to the eighteenth floor of hell, who made this black money without conscience, pushed her sister into hell, and at the same time harmed the children of many poor families in the village.

At this time, the woman under Qiao Mu's hand probably woke up dimly because she was almost suffocated because of her rapid breathing, and subconsciously struggled.

Qiao Mu's dark eyes shone with a cold light, and without thinking about it, he increased the strength of his hand, pressed the woman's head tightly, and pushed her into the water.

Gollum ...... The sudden pressure made Wu Yanzhen's entire face buried deep in the mud, and the sticky feeling poured into her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, making her want to scream in horror.

However, a mouthful of muddy water poured into it, making her breathing more and more rapid, and her head swelled in pain.

Qiao Mu's eyes were cold, and Mu stared expressionlessly at the woman who was almost dying.

Since the rebirth for three days, Qiao Mu has been carefully scrutinizing the experience of his previous life, and it can be said that tracing back to the root of it, the appearance of this Wu Yanzhen is the fuse that caused the tragic fate of himself and even his whole family in the previous life.

Whether it is the depressed death of his mother, the father's forced reluctance to marry another, the stepmother's deliberate laissez-faire, the younger brother's rebellion, or the bleak ending of himself and his little sister, they are all inseparable from the woman struggling in the mud in front of him.

Therefore, she said to herself in her heart that this Wu Yanzhen, who is extremely vicious on the outside, is damned!

[If you don't die, how can you change my future, if you don't die, how can you turn the fate of my whole family around?]

[So, you still ...... Obediently, listen to me, just like that, be safe, and happy, and go!die!]

Hmm? Why do you feel like you're being targeted? Qiao Mu subconsciously shrunk his shoulders.

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