Wen Yu suddenly appeared, and went straight to Jiang Ruo, raising his knife to kill her.

However, his desperate gamble did not come to fruition.

Just as he was about to drop the silver and white knife, Tang Qian, who was standing closely with Jiang Ruo, suddenly noticed an abnormal sound.

She pushed Jiang Ruo away almost instinctively.

Jiang Ruo reacted to something wrong at this push instantly, so he saw the vicious Wen Yu, and hurriedly shouted nervously at Tang Qian, "Mom!"

Jiang Ruo had already been pushed away by Tang Qian, and Wen Yu's reaction was not so fast, and the movements in his hands couldn't keep up with the brain instructions, and then the cold knife stabbed straight into the body of the unfamiliar woman in front of him without hesitation.

He didn't hurt Jiang Ruo, but hurt Jiang Ruo's own mother, the former crown princess of the Wen family, the eldest lady of the Tang family, Tang Qian.

The intense pain hit Tang Qian, which made Tang Qian can't help but tighten her eyebrows, her lips moved, and she couldn't speak for a while.

She clutched her abdomen and grabbed the hilt of the knife, blood gushing between her fingers.

She lifted her suddenly heavy eyelids and looked at Jiang Ruo from afar, her eyes were deep, as if she was looking at her daughter for the last time.

"Mom!" Jiang Ruo broke down and shouted in pain, and ran to his mother without caring about anything.

Tang Qian stretched out her hand and touched the tears in the corners of Jiang Ruo's eyes rarely and gently, her gaze was so soft and charitable for the first time, "Don't cry, the princess can't shed tears."

Jiang Ruo picked up her own mother who was injured and fell to the ground, her heart was very distressed, her eyes were even reddened from crying, and she called out vigorously, "Mom."

Didn't Mom dislike her?

Doesn't Mom hate her?

Why bother... Saving her with your life?

She would rather be hurt than her mother.

In this way, she can remember her mother's good a little less, but...

Every time something happens, her mother always protects her.

Just like when she was a child, her mother would stand in front of her, take all the dangers for her, and fight for her chance to escape.

Sort of, it's love and hate.

"Mom." The tears in Jiang Ruo's eyes dripped down the back of Tang Qian's hand one after another, and then gradually flowed to the blood, fusing with it.

The daughter's tears and the mother's blood seem to be touching.

But Wen Yu didn't want to see this picture of the mother and daughter tearfully narrating, he raised the bloody knife again, his eyes were cruel, "Don't worry, I will send you mother and daughter to hell together!"

Immediately afterwards, the knife surface refracted a cold light, illuminating Jiang Ruo's face.

However...

Before Wen Yu's knife could fall on Jiang Ruo's body, he heard a gunshot in the distance.

The bullet coldly and ruthlessly pierced Wen Yu's arm, causing the knife in his hand to fall to the ground in an instant, making a crisp sound.

It was Wen Yan's gun.

After Wen Yanzhi led people to successfully find Wen Huai, he saw such a tragic scene as soon as he came back.

His wife was stabbed!

It's even more distressing than stabbing himself.

You can't hurt his wife if you hurt anyone!

Wen Yanzhi was extremely protective of his wife, his eyes were scarlet in an instant, his body was full of killing intent, and he was decisive in killing, and he immediately wanted to kill Wen Yu to avenge his wife.

Without saying a word, he directly fired three shots directly at Wen Yu's body, hitting the vital points everywhere, not caring about half of his blood and family affection, until Wen Yu could no longer support it and fell to the ground.

Wen Yanzhi hurriedly put away his gun and came to Tang Qian's side, covering the bleeding wound with trembling hands, his eyes full of nervousness and worry.

"Sissi, don't be afraid, you'll be fine, I'll take you to the hospital now." He forced him to calm down, calmed Tang Qian's emotions with a trembling voice, and poured out cruelty between his words, "You won't die, whoever dares to ask for your life, I will kill whoever you want, even if it is the underworld, I will bring you back."

Tang Qian silently looked at the man in front of him who had entered the age of sixtieth year, even if he was well maintained, he could vaguely see the traces left by the years on his face, which were wrinkles of different shades and ravines.

He is no longer young and handsome, and so is she, no longer beautiful.

They are all old, and the years are unforgiving.

Decades of time are even more like a flick of a finger, like a big dream, real or fake.

She loved and hated all her life.

Seriously, a little tired and a little numb.

Tang Qian held on to the little consciousness she had left and nodded lightly, "Hmm."

Wen Yanzhi didn't dare to delay any longer, and directly picked up Tang Qian, who was bleeding, and rushed to the hospital, he was racing against death.

But he believed that he would be able to win over death.

After so many years, he didn't believe that Tang Qian would die so simply and suddenly, and he didn't believe that she would be willing to sleep forever.

She didn't take revenge on him, so she wouldn't be willing to die.

Wen Yanzhi's steps to leave were extremely hurried, even a little chaotic, just looking at his swaying back could show how panicked he was.

Tang Qian can be said to be an existence that is more important than his life.

He shouldn't have let Tang Qian come to such a dangerous border to save his daughter.

If she hadn't come, she wouldn't...

Wen Yu looked at the man who looked exactly like Wen Xingzhi and was stunned, his eyes stunned.

He clearly remembered that Wen Xingzhi had been poisoned and turned into a vegetative person, how could he stand in front of him in good health again?

Wen Yu suddenly realized at this moment.

The man in front of him is not Wen Xingzhi.

Rather...

Wen Yanzhi, who has been missing for many years.

It's a shadow!

It turned out that none of them were dead.

All are alive and well.

Only his younger brother Wen Yin was the only shadow.

"Hahaha." Wen Yu laughed sadly, only to feel that all this was absurd and not worth it.

Wen Yuan hurried over when he heard the gunshots.

Although I didn't witness what had just happened, I could guess a thing or two based on the bloody scene in front of me.

He caught a glimpse of Wen Yanzhi's figure holding Tang Qian away.

With each step, blood dripped from the ground.

There is no doubt that Tang Qian was injured.

"Xiao Ruo'er, are you okay?" Wen Yuan cares about his wife.

Jiang Ruo shook her head, her eyes kept falling on her mother Tang Qian until she disappeared completely, her voice was depressed and sad: "I'm fine, it's my mother..."

Wen Yuan comforted: "Don't worry, my mother-in-law will be safe."

..

Wen Yu was seriously injured and had no power to turn the tables.

Jiang Ruo stared at Wen Yu condescendingly, and his eyes showed hatred for him for the first time, "What about Brother Ahuai?"

Wen Yu took Jiang Ruo to see Ning Xi.

The woman had a serene face, her hands crossed on her abdomen, lying quietly on the ice bed, as if she had just fallen asleep, and would wake up when she had slept enough.

Jiang Ruo reached out and gently stroked Ning Xi's body, which was cold and without any temperature.

Yes, how could she expect Ning Xi not to die.

How can the dead be raised?

"I will find the best Feng Shui auspicious point for Xi Xi." Jiang Ruo endured her grief and said.

Wen Yu's eyes shot out two sword-like cold lights, staring at Jiang Ruo fiercely, and a blood full of hatred surged in his body, boiling so much that he smoked: "Put away your hypocrisy, Xixi doesn't need your hypocrisy."

"Wen Yu, stop being obsessed with it, stop it for Xixi."