Marriage is sultry: Quan Shao lures his wife into addiction

Chapter 958 Save me, I don't want to die!
Ling Yue's voice sounded cold and cold, without any emotion, like ice in winter, piercing into the pain in the bone.

He looked straight at Ma Yawen expressionlessly, his eyes were cold, sharp and gloomy, like ghosts and demons.

Before Ma Yawen could react, Ling Yue grabbed Qi Ziqing's hair and dragged her towards the window.

Ma Yawen's heart skipped a beat again, she rushed towards Ling Yue, hugged his leg tightly, and wailed, "No, no! Don't! You let my daughter go, let Ziqing go! "

Obviously, she guessed what Ling Yue was going to do next.

Do not!
She has pushed a daughter down with her own hands and killed a daughter with her own hands.She can no longer watch this daughter have an accident.

"I was wrong, I was wrong. I don't dare anymore, I beg you, please, don't hurt my daughter again. She is still hurt... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Ma Yawen's earth-shattering scream, and saw Ling Yue throw Qi Ziqing out of the window.

"No, don't! Ah!" Ma Yawen rushed towards the window.

Qi You reacted, and ran towards the window with a stride.

"Mom, mom, brother, save me, save me, ah!" Outside the window, Qi Ziqing yelled, her whole body hanging like that, her hand tightly holding Ling Yue's hand, that crooked His face was full of fear and panic.

Looking at Qi Yilan who was still lying on the ground, such a small shadow made her bear a huge shadow and fear in her heart.

She was afraid that if Ling Yue let go, she would fall into a ball of mud like Qi Yilan.

The floor is not very high, only five floors.

But falling down is enough to make you die.

Ma Yawen instinctively threw most of herself out of the window, reaching out to grab Qi Ziqing's hand.

Looking at Qi Ziqing's hanging state, her heart seemed to be hanging from her throat, and her legs even began to feel weak.

She also saw Qi Yilan who fell to death below, and even Qi Yilan's staring eyes as big as copper bells.
Ma Yawen's heart aches, pain and remorse.

It never occurred to him that he would kill his daughter with his own hands.

Mayalan, you are ruthless!You are ruthless!
She reached out to grab Qi Ziqing, but her hand was not as long as Ling Yue's, and she couldn't reach Qi Ziqing at all.Although Qi Ziqing's other hand was also trying to reach up, trying to grab Ma Yawen's hand.

However, the hands of the mother and daughter just couldn't reach.

Ling Yue grabbed Ma Yawen's hand with his other hand, and slammed it heavily on the piece of glass that was still standing on the window sill.

"Ah!" Ma Yawen screamed again.

The shards of glass cut her wrist, and the blood flowed out immediately.

"Mom, brother, brother!" Qi Ziqing yelled sharply.

Ling Yue's hand has been retracted bit by bit, while she is sliding down bit by bit.

If she doesn't grab someone's hand again, she believes that she will go down to accompany Qi Yilan.

Ling Yue smiled coldly, and when he withdrew his hand holding Qi Ziqing, he grabbed Ma Yawen's cut right hand and pressed it down.

"Ah!" Ma Yawen screamed again.

Ling Yue withdrew his hand mercilessly.

Just when Qi Ziqing thought she was going to fall, her other hand grabbed Ma Yawen's injured hand.

Ma Yawen's hand was a little slippery because of the injury and bleeding.And with Qi Ziqing's grabbing so hard, it naturally brought her down.

The result was that she threw her whole body towards the window, and then the vertical piece of glass "chucked" through the overalls and plunged into her stomach.

Like a sharp fruit knife piercing through it, Ma Yawen cried out in pain.

And the right hand that was cut happened to be the vein in the wrist.

Bleeding was fast, a lot.

Before Qi Ziqing had time to catch up, she slid out because of too much blood.

"Ah!" Qi Ziqing yelled in horror, she thought she had fallen to her death, but fortunately Qi You grabbed her other hand in time.

"Brother, brother, save me, pull me up, I don't want to die!" Qi Ziqing looked at Qi You with panic, pity and fear.

Qi You took a lot of effort and finally pulled her up.

Ma Yawen was still slumped on the window sill, her face was already distorted from the pain.

On the windowsill, there was a lot of blood.

The reason why Ling Yue did this was to let them all bear the scene that Mo Junbo suffered just now.

If it wasn't for Mo Junbo's quick reaction, Qi Yilan would not be the only one lying out of bed, maybe his young mistress as well.

However, when Mo Junbo held Yang Lihe, his hand was naturally cut by the vertical piece of glass.

Ling Yue bent down to pick up the fruit knife that fell on the ground, and played with it in his hand.Looking directly at Maya Lan with dark eyes, he pulled her off the window sill without hesitation.

"Ah!" Mayalan screamed again, the piece of glass pierced deeply into her abdomen.

After being pulled by Ling Yue, the shards of glass broke with a "click", and then there was still a piece stuck in her flesh.

A large area of ​​the blue overalls was already wet, and Ma Yawen's face was full of pain.

The fruit knife in Ling Yue's hand patted Qi Ziqing's other side, and said coldly to Ma Yawen, "It seems that the revolver game last time didn't make you remember it. Come on, I just hit our young lady on the face. How many slaps?"

Ma Yawen watched the shiny knife slapping Qi Ziqing's face one after another, forgetting the pain in her stomach, looked at Ling Yue nervously and frightened, and said cautiously, "One, one."

"One shot?" Ling Yue nodded, and continued to say expressionlessly, "One shot is five finger prints. Very good!"

After finishing speaking, he raised the knife and drew five strokes on Qi Ziqing's face.

"Ah!" Qi Ziqing screamed, along with Ma Yawen.

Ling Yue's hand continued to pat Qi Ziqing's other face, which had already been cut by Mo Junbo, looked at Ma Yawen and said coldly, "It seems that we have cut two knives on the neck of our young mistress. She was stabbed in the stomach too. And punched, right?"

After finishing speaking, the tip of the knife scratched the back of Qi Ziqing's neck twice without hesitation, and then punched Qi Ziqing's stomach heavily.

Qi Ziqing slid to the ground in pain like a boneless one.

She was like a puddle of water, not so collapsed on the ground, she would not move at all.

There was blood all over the ground, and there was also a puddle of water flowing down between Qi Ziqing's legs, which smelled like urine.

Ling Yue raised his foot and stomped heavily on her stomach again, and threw the fruit knife in his hand towards her with a "swish".

(End of this chapter)