Rebirth of the hidden marriage queen

Chapter 582 She is dead, so no one can live

The door of the operating room was wide open, and the blood red color inside completely stained Mo Han's eyes. He roared angrily, raised his pistol regardless, and fired the most deadly shots at the doctors and nurses inside.

There were screams everywhere, and it was a mess inside.

The smell of blood drifted out from inside little by little, and got into Chu Yang's nose.

Chu Yang didn't care about other things, got up quickly, stumbled to the door of the operating room, and looked inside.

When the dazzling blood red imprinted into the bottom of her eyes, her head suddenly collapsed and fell into a blank in an instant.

"How did this happen? Lying on the operating table, why am I the one who is already dead?" Chu Yang murmured in disbelief, his legs and feet went limp, and he fell to the ground, completely unable to get up.

Drops of blood flowed slowly along the operating table onto the white floor.

The blood seemed to gather into a river of blood, piercing the room as if falling into hell for a moment.

"Did I go back to my previous life? Did I go back to the scene after my death? So, so, the man dragged by Mo Han's hand, is he the fake Mo Han who sent me to the operating table with his own hands?" Chu Yang laughed sadly until tears fell from her eyes. She smiled wryly and shouted, questioning each word.

She returned to her previous life, and God asked her to personally see the cause and effect of her death.

Therefore, since her rebirth, her hatred for Mo Han was all wrong, all wrong.

She hated the wrong person, and he in the previous life lost her.

So, they are all people who have been severely tortured by fate, are they all so pitiful that God can't help but give them a chance to start over?
"Mo Han, Mo Han, can you hear me?" Chu Yang couldn't bear this torture anymore, she got up and wanted to hug him, wanted him to see her, see that she wasn't dead yet, she just There is a chance to love him again.

However, no matter how many times she rushed towards his body, she always passed through his body.

She couldn't touch his body temperature, let alone grasp his body.

She crawled on the ground in despair, looking up at his tall figure, standing in front of the operating table, lowered her eyes, staring at her who was already cold and drenched in blood on the operating table.

Her death was so terrifying that she couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Chu Yang just looked at Mo Han who was standing motionless. She saw with her own eyes that his hair changed from black to white in an instant.

Bright blood spouted from his mouth, and the blood dripped on the white shirt inside his windbreaker, and the white instantly turned into flirtatious and strange flowers.

That bright and glaring flower seemed to be laughing ferociously, and even revealed its ferocious minions in the wild laughter, like a terrifying demon, announcing to the world what he was going through at this moment, and how he had seen how heart-wrenching. Cruel result.

Mo Han raised his head and laughed until the tears in his eyes overflowed, his voice became hoarse, and his last little hope faded away.

He came back from a narrow escape, cut off countless thorns, stepped down all obstacles, and climbed mountains and ridges to return.

What is the result of coming back?His wife had her heart dug out to death, and the blood flowed into a river of blood. Her heart was placed in another person's body.

Fury, bloodthirsty, shot in the bottom of his eyes.

If she is dead, then no one can live.

He wanted those who killed her to pay a painful price. He wanted to send those people to hell one by one, and sent them to the eighteenth level of hell, where they would never be reborn.

(End of this chapter)