"Wen Jie, what are you talking nonsense?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked back squarely and said, this was the first time she had come to this place.

Wen Jie was a little overly sad and lost her mind, and grabbed Ling Xiaoxiao's shoulders with both hands, "It must be you, only you know my situation best, say, is it you, why did you kill my mother?" ”

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Wen Jie in silence, Wen Jie's eyes were a little crazy at this moment, and she didn't listen to her words at all, the movements of Wen Jie's hands became more and more rude, and the pain from her shoulders reminded her, Ling Xiaoxiao raised her hand, used all her strength, and slapped Wen Jie's cheek.

"Smack-" A crisp sound rang out in the room.

"You sober me up."

Wen Jie was stunned, her eyes became clear, the emotions in her heart could no longer be suppressed, and she cried out.

"Wen Jie, you should know who did it, I warned you a long time ago. If you want to say who killed your mother, I think it was you, your indecision caused today's situation. ”

Hearing this, Wen Jie slowly turned around, came to the bed, looked at the person on the bed, she still couldn't believe that this was the truth, if it was a dream, she really hoped that someone could wake her up.

"He promised me that I would take care of my mother, but why did he break his promise? I don't understand, why? Wen Jie muttered to herself.

Ling Xiaoxiao grabbed the words in her words, "Who is he?" ”

"He told me that as long as he did this, he would get the money, and he would take me away and fly away, and he would take care of my mother, so that our mother and daughter would have no worries about food and clothing, but... But why is this happening? ”

Ling Xiaoxiao broke Wen Jie's body and let her face herself, "Wen Jie, tell me, who is he?" Don't you want to help your mother get revenge? ”

At the mention of the word revenge, Wen Jie's eyes flashed, as if he had figured out something and regained some of his spirit.

"Revenge? I want revenge, I want to avenge my mother. Wen Jie clutched Ling Xiaoxiao's shirt and said.

"But you have to tell me who that person is, so that I can help you get revenge." Ling Xiaoxiao said slowly.

lowered his head, as if he was struggling, and when he raised it again, his eyes flashed with determination, "So far, he has been unkind to me, and don't blame me for being unjust to him, I will tell you who he is." ”

"He's-" Wen Jie just wanted to open his mouth to say who the person behind him was, but suddenly his pupils widened, and then his body fell uncontrollably.

Ling Xiaoxiao, who was listening attentively, suddenly saw Wen Jie fall in front of him, and was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, he hurriedly squatted down and supported Wen Jie with both hands, but he felt that his fingers were wet and sticky, and when he took it away, it was already red blood.

At this time, he heard the ink shadow outside the door shouting, "Who!" Where to run! ”

Inside the house, Ling Xiaoxiao was flusteredly wiping the blood flowing from the corner of Wen Jie's mouth, but the more she wiped it, the scene in front of her overlapped with the picture before A-Niang's death, and her emotions suddenly collapsed.

"Wen Jie, Wen Jie, don't die, cheer up!"

Wen Jie opened her mouth to say something, but coughed up a trace of blood in her throat.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked around, there was nothing that could stop the bleeding, and her eyes became flustered, "Wen Jie, you wait, I'll take you to find Xiaoman, Xiaoman will definitely be able to cure you." ”

As he spoke, he moved Wen Jie's body, but he couldn't exert any strength in his hands, and the anxious Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly shouted outside the door: "Ink Shadow, Ink Shadow-"

But she couldn't wait for any response, Ling Xiaoxiao remembered the movement just now, and was afraid that Mo Ying was chasing the man.

"Wen Jie, Wen Jie-" Ling Xiaoxiao felt helpless and terrible, obviously the person was in front of her, but she couldn't do anything.

A hand grabbed her placket and drew her attention.

"Small, small." Wen Jie's weak voice sounded in her ears.

Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes were red and she looked at the person in her arms, "Wen Jie, don't talk yet, I will definitely find a way to save you." ”

Wen Jie shook her head, a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she knew what her current situation was like, seeing Ling Xiaoxiao's tears for her, she was also relieved at this moment, people live in this life, there are not many people who can really cry for you, maybe they feel the strength flowing out of their bodies, but the past things are clearly presented in front of her.

If you think about it from another angle, in fact, there are many people around her who care about her, she remembers how good her father was who was not addicted to gambling before, although the family is not very wealthy, but the family is a happy life every day, and Aunt Liu, hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, Sister Osmanthus will use the money saved to buy a headdress when she celebrates her birthday, and secretly put it next to her pillow at night, and ......

Wen Jie's eyes looked at Ling Xiaoxiao, a big grinning character, a simple girl, she was so happy in those days with her, but at that time she was blinded by jealousy, and only now did she repent, and even caused her mother's tragic death, God really played a big joke on her.

"Xiaoxiao, you have to be careful......" With all the strength of his hand, he pulled Ling Xiaoxiao closer, said these words in his mouth, and stuffed an item into Ling Xiaoxiao's hand.

"Be careful of what?" Ling Xiaoxiao put her ear close to Wen Jie's mouth, and before she heard the important information, she felt that the hand that grabbed her front placket fell down, and looked down at the thing in her hand, Ling Xiaoxiao's whole body shook in an instant, and a piece of paper with a tiger head and snake body pattern appeared in her hand, and with a shake of her hand, she threw the paper to the ground, like a hot potato.

Ling Xiaoxiao's mind suddenly went blank, why did this pattern appear in this place, and it was from Wen Jie's side, did those people already know that they were in Fengxian Pavilion? So this case is specifically against her? Countless thoughts began to pop through her mind, and she looked at the paper on the ground, hesitated, but picked it up and tucked it into her sleeve......

At this time, Ling Xiaoxiao's whole body seemed to be drained, and she could only helplessly grab Wen Jie's hanging hands and shout, "Wen Jie......"

When Mo Ying came back and entered the house, what he saw was Ling Xiaoxiao holding Wen Jie, looking ahead blankly, as if he had lost his soul.

"Tiny." Mo Ying shouted several times, and Ling Xiaoxiao turned his head to look at him blankly.

The moment she saw the ink shadow, Ling Xiaoxiao cried, "Why did you come back? ”

Mo Ying stepped forward and reached out to try it in Wen Jie's throat, but he had stopped breathing, and the injury was fatal to his throat.

Mo Ying slapped the ground with his hands in annoyance, blaming him, he fell for the other party's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, if he could come back sooner, maybe Wen Jie would still be saved.