Cannon fodder heroine online counterattack

Chapter 497 She is Zhao Susu and Zhao Suqin.

It's just that Zhao Lan's speed is still a beat slower.

Her cloudy eyes widened in despair, and she watched desperately as the jar shattered into pieces.

Then the light that enveloped the jar suddenly disappeared.

Darkness returned to the darkroom.

Zhao Lanshi stared at the darkroom in horror.

Right now, there were people in this room even just now.

And this person hasn't left yet, but she doesn't know who this person is, and a boundless fear rises from the bottom of her heart.

Zhao Lanshi stood at the door of the darkroom, her heart beating loudly, her face livid, as if she would faint in the next moment, but she held on forcefully.

She can't fall down, this family still needs to be supported by her.

At the same time, Feng Anyen saw his mother lying on the ground. He frowned, but before he had time to think, he quickly stepped forward and helped up Zhao Suqin who fell on Zhao Yahe.

After checking carefully and finding that there was nothing wrong, he placed Zhao Suqin on the sofa.

At this time, blood was flowing from the corner of Zhao Yahe's mouth, and she had already passed out.

This time, Feng Anyen kicked him mercilessly.

It seemed that he didn't want Zhao Yahe to survive at all, so he didn't know what Zhao Yahe did in those few minutes in the bedroom.

And Feng Anyen woke up so quickly, it was obvious that the imprisoned main soul had returned to his body.

Shen Mingxi already understood everything that happened today.

Although she was shocked, she had accepted it.

She didn't know if she would meet her in the future, but Shen Mingxi knew that her life seemed not to be peaceful, but so what, what was wrong with having such an ability to protect her lover, family and friends?

Just now, Shen Mingxi wanted to discuss with Xiao Koi and finally leave some evidence.

But then I thought about it, the four daughters of the Zhao family are all alive, except for the murdered Yun Mo, and that has been several decades, so on the face of it, neither Zhao Lan nor Zhao Feng has any lives in their hands. .

Even if there is such a thing, it is nothing more than engaging in feudal superstition and then criticizing and educating it.

They will only be imprisoned for a few days at most, and then they will be released. For them, there will be no major harm, and Zhao Lanshi will definitely blame everything on themselves and will not affect Zhao Feng in the slightest.

Instead of doing this, it is better to tidy them up bit by bit. Today is the beginning, and the temperature in the room has finally dropped.

There is only one door.

After it exploded, the cold wind outside quickly filled the room.

And all of this actually happened within a few minutes, but these few minutes are enough, and the current temperature has dropped below zero in an instant.

As a housewife, Du Li finally reacted and hurriedly lowered the curtain hanging on the door.

In the north, in order to keep the house warmer and survive the cold winter, most people will hang a large door curtain on the door. Some door curtains are made of canvas with cotton inside. If the conditions are good, they can even be a very good barrier. Wind blankets and the like are then nailed to the wall or door frame. After the door curtain is lowered, the room becomes much better.

Then he saw his daughter who had fainted.

Feng Anyen looked at the scene in the house with evil eyes, and then suddenly felt something in his heart, and walked quickly towards the bedroom of the old lady of the Zhao family.

At this time, Zhao Suqin, who was behind him, also woke up. She was confused at first, but after a few breaths, she suddenly pressed her head and fell softly on the sofa again. She seemed to have a headache and a lot of things. It was overwhelmingly stuffed into her mind.

After a few more breaths, Zhao Suqin's eyes suddenly regained clarity, but after that, her face became gloomy.

She remembered, she remembered everything.

She suddenly stood up from the sofa, looked at Zhao's living room, and watched the terrified Du Li carry Zhao Yahe, who had passed out on the ground, to the sofa opposite her.

Looking at Zhao Tianci standing dumbly, he heard the frightened and shrill roar of Mrs. Zhao.

Then she saw Zhao Feng's motionless figure standing at the door, and she also saw her youngest son.

She remembered everything. She was not Zhao Susu from another world, she was Zhao Suqin.

She and the three sisters above are not Zhao Lan's biological children. They were all cheated or stolen by Zhao Lan from various places. She doesn't know who her biological parents are or where they live, but she knows that Zhao Lan's Lan is not his biological mother.

She didn't know if her three sisters also knew, but she remembered clearly that she was stolen by Zhao Lanshi when she was five years old.

Her memory before the age of five was very blurry, but she knew that her own mother was a gentle and beautiful woman who always held her in her arms. She had a book in her hand and would read to her in a soft and soft voice. Poetry that she didn't understand but sounded good to her.

Her arms have a faint floral fragrance.

The woman's face has been blurred, she doesn't know where her home is, or where she lives, but this scene exists in her memory.

But after Zhao Lanshi brought her back to the Zhao family, they separated their souls with Gu insects and spells. Since then, she has forgotten everything.

She only thought that Zhao Lanshi was her biological mother, and she would do whatever she asked her to do. She was as obedient as a puppet. Even if she asked her to kill someone with a knife, she would rush forward without hesitation.

For some unknown reason, her main soul went to another world and let her experience another life.

But it was incomplete after all, so she had one experience after another. Now everything was put together completely. Zhao Suqin gritted his teeth, picked up a tea set placed on the coffee table and threw it down hard. .

Then there are the vases on the desk and the antiques on the Duobao Pavilion.

It was her Feng family that she stayed, not everything that belonged to her Feng family was smashed to pieces.

At this time, Zhao Suqin's eyes were already red.

Zhao Lanshi and Zhao Feng hadn't noticed the incident in the living room yet. When Zhao Feng heard the crackling sound behind him, he looked back and was startled. At this time, Feng Anyen also arrived in front of him and grabbed his arm. He tugged hard on his shoulders, and then threw him away with another swish. He staggered and held on to a rosewood Taishi chair, and barely managed not to fall down, but his legs hit the chair, which hurt him. Ouch, a scream.

He wanted to call him a little brat, but he swallowed it back when he said it, looking at Feng Anyen with some horror as his face seemed to have frozen ice.

It's a mess, what's going on?

His legs were actually a little sore.

To be honest, the room was really lively now. Feng Anyen rushed to the door of the darkroom, looked at the broken jar, and then looked at the dark and mysterious darkroom. He suddenly touched his ears, The hoarse voice said, "Xiaoxi, are you here?"

(End of this chapter)