Chapter 22: Awakening from a dream

"Don't, don't be angry, they're not dead yet, listen carefully, can you hear their happy laughter?"

"You say...... They're right there...... Burst! ”

Xue Mu spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes turned black.

It turned out that it was all because of her......

An Yushi smiled: "Yes, who let them die and want to save you, fortunately, I found out their arrangements in advance, otherwise, wouldn't you have successfully escaped." ”

"But don't worry, I will let their family of three die at the same time, so that they can continue to be a family in the underworld."

An Yushi's serious guarantee.

"An Yushi, you should be damned!"

Xue Mu's eyes were red, his cold voice was quenched with poison, and he was covered in blood.

An Yushi in front of her was dressed in a famous brand, noble and graceful, and her laughter was full of pride.

After all, she won this battle, and the grievances between them came to an end.

The corners of Xue Mu's mouth suddenly raised, and the cold and bloodthirsty smile made the aura around her change significantly.

She lowered her head without hesitation, regardless of the sharp dagger that would cut her tongue, and quickly pulled out the dagger inserted into her shoulder, and at the same time swung towards An Yushi hard.

At the moment when she was pulled back by the rope, she broke her arm and came to An Yushi's face.

The sharp dagger slashed through An Yushi's neck in An Yushi's horrified gaze.

Xue Mu spit out the blood-stained dagger, and the blood flowed from his mouth one by one: "You...... Damn it! ”

An Yushi covered her bleeding neck with her hand and fell to the ground, the sunglasses on her face fell to the ground, revealing a familiar face of Xue Mu.

"It turns out that it's you ......"

Xue Mu was slightly stunned and completely unconscious.

"Mu Mu! Xue Mu! ”

Tenmer sat up suddenly, his chest churning, and a mouthful of blood spurted to the side of the bed, blood-red blood staining the carpet on the floor, and he knocked over the glass pot on the bedside table.

"Master Teng!"

Mu Chen, who was outside, heard the movement and hurried over, and did not dare to enter the house as soon as possible, but stood outside the door to ask.

Teng Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, and said in a low voice: "It's okay." ”

Mu Chen looked nervous: "Master Teng, I ......"

"Come in." Teng Mo slowly leaned against the edge of the bed, closed his eyes, and suppressed the dizziness in his eyes.

Mu Chen pushed the door in and was surprised to see the situation in the house.

"Master Teng! I'll inform Ke Yu! He looked anxious and walked out.

"Stop." Teng Mo's voice was vague, but the deterrent was still there.

Mu Chen reflexively stood in place.

"Help me up."

"Are you going to the hospital to find Ke Yu? Can your body really do it? Mu Chen walked over to him quickly and helped him out of bed.

"Go to the house."

"Master Teng!" Mu Chen's hand suddenly stopped, and there was strong resistance in his eyes.

Teng Mo didn't speak, his tightly pursed lips were white in the gray, and his delicate and beautiful eyes were precipitated with indescribable emotions.

Mu Chen only looked at each other for a second before lowering his head and compromising: "...... Good. ”

Rong Zhai.

The alley is very lively, after four o'clock, not after work time or before the time to prepare dinner, the neighbors will sit in the shade and chat.

Some people set up square tables to play chess under the shade of trees, while others are playing mahjong and poker.

The appearance of the black Santana attracted the attention of many people, and many people gathered around it, gathering together to watch and talk.