The black shadow had already rushed to Mrs. Yue, and Yan Qingsi watched as the knife glowed with a cold light, and the light disappeared in an instant.

Yan Qingsi's pupils contracted suddenly, all sounds seemed to become distant, and everyone's movements slowed down.

She heard Yue Tingfeng shouting, "Mom......"

She watched Mrs. Yue's body fall to the ground like a kite with a broken string losing its support.

At that moment, Yan Qingsi's mind was blank, and she seemed to be isolated from this world.

Yue Tingfeng quickly rushed up to catch Mrs. Yue, and kicked the black shadow away.

The hotel's security guard quickly ran over, suppressed the assailant, called the police, and called an ambulance.

The door of the hotel, which was originally cold in the middle of the night, suddenly became noisy.

The suppressed assailant shouted madly, "She's dead, dead...... I really killed her......"

Mrs. Yue had a knife stuck in her stomach, blood gushed out, her face was as pale as a piece of paper, the severe pain made her whole body convuls, and her facial features were almost crowded together.

Madame Yue's sanity was slowly disappearing with the blood that was flowing out.

Yue Tingfeng's hands and feet were cold, he was holding Mrs. Yue's hand and trembling, he tried to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, he said, "Mom...... Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's going to be fine, it's just a little blood, it's okay, it's okay......"

Mrs. Yue couldn't say a word in pain, she wanted to turn her head to see how Yan Qingsi was doing while she was still a little sensible.

Yue Tingfeng glanced at Yan Qingsi, who was stupid, and hurriedly said to Mrs. Yue: "Mom, Qingsi, Qingsi is fine...... She's fine, you don't have anything to do, the ambulance will come soon......"

Yue Tingfeng's hand covered the wound, trying his best to slow down the speed of blood flowing.

The smell of blood in the air became heavier and heavier, Yan Qingsi's whole person seemed to have fallen into the water, there was no bottom, it kept sinking, sinking, that kind of fear, wrapped her tightly, the red blood flowing from Mrs. Yue's body slowly merged with the blood flowing from her mother's body many years ago.

Yan Qingsi really wanted to say: "Mom, don't die, don't leave me alone, I'm afraid of ......"

She opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound, her throat seemed to be pinched, blocked uncomfortably, and the feeling of suffocation became heavier and heavier......

Yue listened to the wind and saw that Yan Qingsi's face was getting more and more ugly, the white was full of decadent blue, his body was trembling all the time, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Yan Qingsi, wake up...... Yan Qingsi, my mother wants to see you, come here. ”

Yue listened to the sound of the wind and woke Yan Qingsi up, she shivered, she gasped twice, and slowly stood up holding her chest.

Yan Qingsi wanted to go to see Mrs. Yue, but she didn't dare, she was afraid...... She didn't dare to look at Mrs. Yue.

Yan Qingsi turned her head to look at the restrained murderer, her eyes cooled down a little, and the murderous aura on her face became thicker and thicker.

Yan Qingsi walked over silently, she pressed the murderer's person and pushed it away, grabbed the murderer's unkempt hair, and finally saw the murderer's face clearly: "It's you......"

Yan Qingsi didn't expect it to be Yan Mingzhu, she actually escaped from the madhouse, she ran out?

Yan Mingzhu seemed to be really stupid, she was giggling, and kept reading: "Yan Qingsi is dead, dead...... I killed her...... I finally killed her......"

Her voice has become hoarse with the roar of the madman all day long, so Yan Qingsi didn't hear it just now.