This scene was really satisfying in their eyes. Xia Wumo, almost in a semi-conscious state, blurt out one word, "Ye...", which was her last intuition.

Li Qingxue was jealous and eagerly picked up the sharp knife and made another cut. The pain could no longer wake Xia Wumo up. The pains echoed in Xia Wumo's mind. In the end, she couldn't stand it anymore and fainted.

Lying there motionless, Li Qingxue tentatively walked over and kicked her a few times, "Damn, I fainted! Water~!" Several basins of cold water were poured on her but there was no response. Jian Moqian explored Xia Wumo's vagina.

He breathed and said fearfully, "Okay, I seem to be out of breath...".

Li Qingxue's face turned livid, and she suppressed her fear, "No way! We can't offend the Xia family. Let's send her to the hospital first. There will be plenty of opportunities to torture her in the future." After saying this in one breath, her heartbeat became even more panicked, as if

Do you have any bad premonition?

"I'm leaving first. I have something else to do. You can take her to the hospital first!" Li Qingxue opened the door of the small house and said guiltily.

Jian Moxi looked at her unhappily and said disapprovingly, "Coward..." She glanced at Xia Wumo, whose face was covered with blood, and sneered, "Anyway, you are disfigured! I don't believe Brother Ye will like you anymore!"

After giving her a good lesson, the door was suddenly kicked open with great force.

"Why..." You're back! Jian Moqian fell to the ground in shock, lost in thought.

Leng Ye blamed herself and picked up the scarred Xia Wumo. Her pupils revealed the cold, bloody and dark aura of hell, "Jian Moqian, you are seeking death!", he freed up his other hand to grab her throat and lifted her up with his feet.

off the ground.

Jian Moqian's hands were flapping randomly, her face turned the color of pig liver, and her feet kept shaking.

Shangguan Haohan had never seen such a terrifying Leng Ye, so he shrank his neck and said, "Let her go first. It doesn't matter if she is dead, but you have to take some responsibility. Why are you angry for this woman?" Leng Ye did not let go.

Instead, he squeezed her tighter and said in a cold tone like Shura, "She deserves to die!".

"Ye..." Xia Wumo's heartfelt call woke up the indifferent Ye who was like a bloodthirsty Satan. As soon as he let go, Jian Moxi fell to the ground in a half-dead state.

If Mustard hadn't met Shangguan Haohan and said he saw Jian Moqian sneaking into a small house with a woman, what would have been the consequences for Xia Wumo?

Leng Ye suddenly saw the wounds on Xia Wumo's face, and her violent aura kept rising. She picked up a sharp knife and slashed six or seven times on Jian Moqian's face, "If you dare to hurt Mo'er again, you will die.

!".

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Woo woo woo

collect……
Chapter completed!