"By the way, in addition to Zhang Qianqian's death, I can also be merciful to tell you a secret, do you know why you have been married to Wen Shimo for three years, Wen Shimo doesn't like you, and still has a soft spot for my sister, an unconscious vegetative person?"

"I already knew this, Song Wanqing is Wen Shimo's life-saving benefactor!" Qiao Ran replied.

"You know that my sister is Wen Shimo's life-saving benefactor, then you must not know why my sister became Wen Shimo's life-saving benefactor, right?" Song Yuyuan asked with a bloodthirsty smile.

"Didn't you say that Wen Shimo was chased and killed and broke into Song Wanqing's box who was celebrating her birthday at the time? Isn't that so? Qiao Ran asked suspiciously.

"That's true, but the person who chased him was arranged by us, and then my grandmother used a magic to control Wen Shimo's mind and lead him to my sister's box.

Otherwise, there are so many boxes, why did Wen Shimo just go to my sister's box? Now that you know so many secrets you shouldn't know, I'm going to shut you up forever. Song Yuyuan said and rubbed a sharp knife lightly on Qiao Ran's face.

A tingling pain came, and a small wound a few centimeters long was drawn on the skin on Qiao Ran's face, and blood instantly gushed out of the blood, making Qiao Ran's face full of stains, and against the background of blood, it looked like a strange aura.

And seeing the bright red blood blooming on Qiao Ran's face, Song Yuyuan's eyes showed an even more excited and terrifying look.

Qiao Ran found out that Song Yuyuan's private life was very promiscuous, and he liked to use violence the most, and the excitement on his face at this moment was completely hideous that only a psychopath would appear.

"Song Yuyuan, wake up quickly, learning foreign arts is unspeakably painful, the process is very imaginable and endurable, Song Wanrou has long been psychologically distorted in the long-term torture of foreign arts, and she has pushed the pain and suffering encountered when learning foreign arts on you.

It is very unfair to her to think that she lives in a dark place to learn strange arts, but you enjoy a prosperous life in the city, and the first thing she does when she comes back is to seek revenge on you.

Song Wanqing is her first target, if you kill me today, you will be the next person to die, if you stop in time, I promise that I will not seek revenge on you.

I will personally prove it to you, let you know what kind of person Song Wanrou is, and you dare to give me this opportunity? Qiao Ran said sincerely.

"Hmph, the agitation method is useless to me, don't say that I won't believe your ghost words, even if your ghost words are true, I would rather die at the hands of Song Wanrou than let you out, tonight, I must let your life and sacrifice my sister on Chinese New Year's Eve." Song Yuyuan stabbed Qiao Ran into Qiao Ran's calf as he spoke, picked it out, and cut her pants with flesh.

The blood was deep and long, but Qiao Ran couldn't feel the pain of the wound.

Because she was stimulated by the drug, she couldn't feel pain anymore.

Seeing that Song Yuyuan was about to stab her a second time again, Qiao Ran hurriedly spoke, and said in a weak voice: "The last question, no matter how you want to kill me, I will only ask the last question and not ask." ”

"Death is dying, and I am still struggling to the death, okay, for the sake of my father's compatriots, you say it!"

"Yu Xiaohuan, was Yu Xiaohuan killed by Song Wanrou?"

"She didn't tell us that she had this plan, but I watched the video of the snake, and it was controlled by someone to make a nod to you, and it was easy for her to make a snake nod to you."

Song Yuyuan said and picked up Qiao Ran's wrist, his eyes were cold and bloodthirsty: "My wish has been fulfilled, now I want you to taste the pain of blood drying up little by little." ”

The cold blade was placed on Qiao Ran's artery, and Qiao Ran, who was so weak that she couldn't move at all, could only watch the bright blade gently rub on her stained wrist.

A tiny wound appeared on the skin, and bright red blood quickly flowed out of the wound.

"Stop!" At the same time that a cold and cold voice sounded, Song Yuyuan only felt a sharp pain in his hand, a black sharp hidden weapon was pierced into the back of his hand, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground because of the pain.

When Wen Shimo saw Qiao Ran, who was lying on the ground covered in wounds, unable to see his original appearance, and was embarrassed, but his eyes were shining, his heart suddenly felt as if it was stirred by a sharp weapon.

She is so unfathomable, so powerful that even he is helpless, how could she be injured like this by a little Song Yuyuan?

Suddenly, Wen Shimo's body erupted with a terrifying cold and murderous aura, and he walked towards Song Yuyuan step by step like a grim reaper.

When life was the most desperate and helpless, seeing Wen Shimo descending in the cave like a god, Qiao Ran felt indescribable shock and amazement in his heart.

At the same time, a heart that has been hanging all the time, when he saw his cold and handsome face, the dust settled in an instant, as if no matter how big the panic was, as long as he was there, he would be fine.

I don't know if it's a tense spirit that saw the person who could make her trust appear, so she relaxed her vigilance, and Qiao Ran, who was weak and had lost too much blood, couldn't bear it anymore, and her eyes went black and fainted.

Seeing Wen Shimo, who was full of anger, appear here, Song Yuyuan's face was also shocked, and when he saw that Wen Shimo was alone, he hurriedly shouted to the bodyguard next to him.

"Hurry up together, kill him for me, if you don't kill him, you don't want to live."

These dozen or so black-clothed people followed Song Yuyuan's side, doing all the bad things for him, knowing that Wen Shimo's methods were fierce, and once they fell into his hands, they would be worse than dead.

Seeing Wen Shimo alone, he felt that Song Yuyuan was right, for the sake of today, they could only fight for their lives, and maybe they could exchange for a glimmer of life.

So they picked up the weapons in their hands and shot at Wen Shimo.

While Wen Shimo's body was flexible and agile to dodge the attack of the man in black, he quickly knocked more than a dozen men in black to the ground, making the other party fall to the ground in pain and struggle.

At this time, Zhou Yu also ran in with people, and the people behind him quickly controlled the group of black-clothed people lying on the ground.

"Song Yuyuan ran to the back mountain, be sure to catch him!" Wen Shimo picked up Qiao Ran, who was covered in blood on the ground, and walked out quickly.

Putting Qiao Ran in the car, Wen Shimo treated the wound on her wrist.

Fortunately, the wound on the wrist did not hurt the artery, and if it was bandaged, there would be no danger of excessive blood loss.

The body was beaten by Yu Qing and swollen, the most serious injury was the wound on the calf, which had to be stitched, Wen Shimo stopped the bleeding and disinfected her and tied it with a gauze belt, after looking at the clean face, Qiao Ran's face was full of redness, swelling and bruises, and Wen Shimo's eyes were full of coldness.

Song Yuyuan, you dare to hurt her so much!

Qiao Ran's abnormal body temperature told Wen Shimo that she was suffering now, and although she was full of anger, Wen Shimo still took Qiao Ran to the nearest hospital.

……

Not long after Song Yuyuan ran from the cave to the mountain, he saw Song Wanrou.

"Wanrou, why are you here?" Song Yuyuan asked with some shock.

Song Wanrou looked at Song Yuyuan, her originally well-behaved face was full of evil and gloomy smiles.

"Of course, I'm here to send my dear good brother on the road, so that you can go to hell to accompany our dear good sister on Chinese New Year's Eve!" Song Wanrou changed her sweet voice before, and her voice at this moment was as sharp as a demon asking for her life.