Chapter 3 Phoenix Nirvana 3
Just when the wine glass reached his mouth, Ruthless stopped, looked at Wuming who was eagerly looking at him, smiled bitterly, and drank the wine in the glass.

Wuming saw that she finished drinking the wine in her hand, the smile on her face disappeared, but she smiled strangely again.

Feeling the turbulence of the blood in his body, he put down the wine glass easily, "Can you tell me why?"

"As expected of being ruthless, you already know the poisoning before the poisoning occurs."

Wuming stepped in front of her and looked down at her indifferently. Why did he remain so calm even though he knew he was poisoned? It was obvious that he was looking down at her, but why did he still feel that he was inferior.

"You killed my mother, you killed my only relative in this world."

Ruthless quickly recalled his own memory, thinking of the performance of Wuming seeing Mrs. S's body during the day.

"Mrs. S?"

Speaking of Mrs. S, Wuming couldn't control his emotions anymore, grabbed Ruqing's clothes, and yelled at her.

"Yes, she is my mother, you killed my mother."

After yelling, let her go, and shed tears in pain, as if she wanted to wash away all her pain with the tears.

"The person I care about the most killed my mother, ruthless, how can you be so cruel."

Ruthlessly smiled, she was relieved, she thought that the sisterhood between them was fake, she thought that Wuming was afraid that she would steal her position, and wanted to kill her.

"Luckily it's not what I thought."

In fact, when she smelled the wine, she already knew that the wine was poisonous. The reason why she drank it was because if she did not hesitate to hurt her life, in this unaccompanied world, after she personally killed her parents , what face is there to live, if the only person betrays her, what is the meaning of her life.

Really, she was very glad that it wasn't what she thought, Wuming was just avenging her mother, so she wouldn't hate her, really didn't.

"What do you think, do you think I'm jealous of you? I'm jealous, but I'm also proud, ruthless, do you know how much I hate you, why do you want to kill her, why."

In the end, Wuming was sobbing. Her best sister killed her mother, and she really couldn't forgive her.

Wuqing doesn't want to explain, maybe it's good to hate like this, if she finds out the truth, it will be a deeper torture.

The bright red blood dripped down the corner of her mouth and onto her snow-white skirt, like a blooming flower, so dazzling and alluring.

She couldn't hear what Wuming was saying, so she closed her eyes slowly, that's good, she's relieved, isn't she?

Those bloody hands are the abyss of sin, and death is a kind of relief and a kind of redemption for her.

. . . . .

In a daze, I felt that the surroundings were scorching hot, as if I was in a sea of ​​fire, and the pungent burning smell came continuously. The smell seemed to be the smell of burning meat, and it was the flesh of a person.

She tried hard to open her eyes, but to no avail, her head was in a state of confusion, where is this, how could it be so hot, her cheeks hurt so much, as if she was being burned.

A woman's anxious shouts came from her ears, and someone kept pushing her.

"Jin'er, wake up quickly, don't sleep, okay, even if mother begs you."

The woman kept pushing her and calling her, and she was already sobbing.

Wuqing thought, Jin'er, is this calling her?But her name is not Jin'er, even when she was a child, Mommy always called herself Xiao Jin.

But the woman was clearly calling herself. Her trembling voice seemed to be suppressing something.

(End of this chapter)

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