Chapter 1311 - Ruthless (2)

The person who used to protect her the most is now beating her, but she still can't help but complain to her.

"Mother...... Don't hit Stella, she didn't do anything wrong, don't be angry with her...... Don't hit her......" Alfonso didn't have a complete piece of clothing on his upper body, all of them were stained with blood, he couldn't hold it anymore, but he had to work hard to hold it up for Stella, he was afraid that if he couldn't hold it, Moro would punish Stella.

Moro stopped, the hanging whip soaked in blood, and gathered into a puddle of blood along the tip of the whip at Morrow's feet, "Now get out of here, before I kill you." ”

"Mom...... You're not my mom...... My mom has never ...... Reluctantly beating Stella ......" Stella looked at Moro in horror, as if looking at a stranger, she was huddled in Alfonso's arms, trembling all over, as if she was looking at a demon.

"You're a bad person...... You're not my mom......"

Alfonso crawled in front of Moro little by little, grabbed Moro's clothes, his voice decreased little by little, but he still did not give up, his voice was hoarse, and he cried blood, "Mother...... Mother...... Wait for Bozzi ...... Very good...... Pozzi didn't ...... Mother...... You ...... Is it a biological mother...... It's the world's ...... The best people...... Please...... Save your father...... You killed Pozzi too...... Anyway...... Please...... Save my father......"

Mo Luo stared at him pleading, telling the past, a pair of eyes were full of expectations, and there were a few whip marks on his beautiful little face that could not heal, and blood was pouring out, and his soft golden hair was wet with snow, and then splashed with blood droplets and sticking to his forehead, there was no brilliance in his eyes, only horror, and his slender hands were also stained with blood, and he couldn't grasp the corners of his clothes, and he couldn't catch it a little bit, and the whip he raised couldn't go down.

"Stop! What are you doing? "The people who ran in through the gates of the palace were Dylan and Orlando.

"Stella? Stella? How to kneel here? Orlando first saw Stella kneeling in the snow and couldn't believe it, only to see Alfonso, who was even more seriously injured, lying in the snow covered in blood, trying to grab Morro's clothes.

"Pozzi? Who fought this? She beat you like this? Orlando looked at Alfonso's injuries in distress, and Stella next to him, who was completely stunned, grabbed Stella's hand, "She even beat you?" "There are whip marks on her arms and even on her neck, all of which Alfonso couldn't protect her." Pozzi! Orlando rushed over and took Alfonso, the boy almost on his knees, covered in blood, and without a good place.

Orlando looked back at Stella and was covered in wounds, and the once lively and lovely child was now as lifeless as a chicken. The place where it was pumped was hot and painful, but what was more unbearable than the pain was the mother's indifference.

Stella knelt in the snow, looking at Moro in despair, embarrassed, things happened so suddenly, two things she couldn't think of in one day hit one after another, Stella couldn't cry.

"You're crazy! Murrow! Are they all children? Do you whip them with silver? What did they do wrong? What does this have to do with children? Dylan went up and grabbed Morrow's hand.

"Instructor? Forget it when someone else says it, you say? Moro sneered, "These two children are unruly, and if they commit the following crimes, it will not be too much to kill them according to Ales's rules, has the instructor forgotten?" I didn't make rules after my father died, but that doesn't mean they can be so presumptuous. It's just a few whips,"

"Okay, good, you're capable, I can't control you. In the future, I will not go back to Ales, and I will no longer recognize you, because I taught you so badly that you would do such a thing. You can do whatever you want. Dylan shook Morrow's hand fiercely, took out the order of the Ales Military Academy from his arms, and threw it on the ground.

Orlando said desperately and resentfully to Morrow, "Sister-in-law, you are such a heartless person. It's me who read it wrong before, and it's Larry who really paid it wrong! If you can be so cruel to your own children, it seems that you will never give up. Larry doesn't want to be your enemy, but he's in Hell, and I'm not going to stop there. ”

Orlando continued to curse, yelling at the secret ministers, "Are you all dead? He is your master, and you are watching when your master is beaten? ”

Orlando picked up Alfonso's body, although the child was about to be unable to hold it, but Orlando didn't let others touch him, Alfonso lost consciousness in his arms, "Come back to Fanzhuo with me, I don't want you here, Fanzhuo wants!" The secret party still wants! We weren't so ruthless! ”

Dylan helped Stella up, "You're going back to Van Zhuo with us?" Or ......"

Stella looked at Moro with no reluctance on his face, and stood on the steps, looking at all this indifferently, as if these children had nothing to do with him.

"I don't have a home anymore instructors...... I don't have a mom anymore...... I don't have anything left......" Stella took Dylan's hand.

Dylan looked at the wound on her hand, she had always been stern, and she had seen a lot of injuries, but seeing that the lively child had been so frightened that she couldn't speak, she couldn't help but comfort, "Okay, it's okay now, let's go to Fanzhuo, I won't blame you in the future." ”

"Can you still walk and hold you with me?" Dylan probably said all the gentle words that he had never said in his life to Stella, and Lorenzo didn't even want to touch his fingers, if he knew that he probably wanted to kill someone, Dylan, a child who didn't hurt anyone, felt pitiful. Stella shook her head, as if she had stopped thinking, and almost lost her soul and didn't answer Dylan's question, just whispered, "Pozzi has always protected me...... Bozzi was covered in wounds...... Mom is so ruthless...... Beat Potsy like that...... I have nothing left...... Dad, Mom, I didn't have anything...... Can ...... now Even the Last ...... It's gone......"

Stella looked even more uncomfortable when she saw that Alfonso had passed out in Orlando's arms, "Instructor...... No one will hurt me anymore......"

Only then did Dylan realize that the child's sense of security had become so low, and he hurriedly said, "There are people who hurt, I hurt you, and there are many people who love you." ”

Dylan took Stella's small hand, and finally glanced back at Morrow, there was no one on the steps anymore, leaving behind the flesh of Alfonso under the steps, and the whole snow was covered in children's blood, dazzling.

Moro returned to the palace bedchamber and fell to the ground as soon as he went limp.