Warm marriage to the bone, the president's wife is ruthless

Chapter 547 I Know Where She Is
Mo Liancheng didn't speak, he hated Song Yanshu's expression of calmly questioning himself, but followed the bloodstains and the clues that he could see along the way, searching all the way.

Originally, Song Yanshu didn't think clearly, and followed Mo Liancheng. Although they were anxious, they all knew that searching like this would be like finding a needle in a haystack.Mo Liancheng and Song Yanshu knew how big Dapu Mountain was.

"I know!" At the moment of 13 minutes No.40, [-] seconds, Song Yanshu suddenly stopped and exclaimed, "Qingqing is not in Dapu Mountain, I know where she is!"

Even though Mo Liancheng didn't fully believe in Song Yanshu's inexplicable idea, but right now when he didn't have any ideas or solutions, he had no choice but to give it a try.

Under the leadership of Song Yanshu, they drove to another mountain that is very close to Dapu Mountain. It is an unnamed mountain. The border of Jiangcheng South District is almost surrounded by mountains. One mountain is connected to another. There are many mountains near the foot of the mountain. There are also many villages in the wealthy area, but the common feature is that the environment is quiet enough.

"What place is this? Are you sure Qingqing is here?" Mo Liancheng looked around after getting off the car, and said coldly.

Song Yanshu closed the car door, shrugged, "Not sure, I don't know if Qingqing is here!"

"You..." As soon as Mo Liancheng's words came out, a sharp pain came from his shoulder.

Song Yanshu interrupted Mo Liancheng indifferently, and while talking, he looked at his mobile phone to confirm whether the place he was planning to find was here, "Otherwise, do you have other ways, I just doubt, it takes more than one Try it, don't you!"

While speaking, Song Yanshu turned his gaze to Mo Liancheng.

Mo Liancheng's complexion did not improve at all. After getting out of the car, the sky was already bright, and Song Yanshu also caught a glimpse of Mo Liancheng's shoulder injury which seemed to be serious.

"Are you injured?" Song Yanshu asked.

"Stop talking nonsense, how much time do you think you still have to waste!" Mo Liancheng ignored Song Yanshu's specious concern, and walked towards the mountain.Mo Liancheng felt cold in his heart. Even though he had joined the Mountaineering Association before, in recent years, Mo Liancheng hadn't walked so many mountain roads for a long time.

On the way up the mountain, Song Yanshu told Mo Liancheng why he suspected that Mu Qingqing was here. The white gauze in his hand was of a special texture, which is rarely found on ordinary people's clothes, especially in such a cold winter.

Moreover, Song Yanshu clearly remembers that when he had no choice but to accompany Xiaochi Yingxue to choose a wedding dress, the clerk used Turkish mercerized yarn to promote this as the most expensive one in the whole store, and it was also the only one in Jiangcheng. Not a problem, but the texture of the yarn is special, so Song Yanshu remembered it at a glance.

However, what Song Yanshu didn't understand was why the wedding dress belonging to Koike Sakura appeared here. Apart from this question, the possible result is that other people's clothes also have this kind of mercerized yarn. The clerk lied. It may not be such a rare texture. , if this possibility is ruled out, that is to say, Koike Sakura must have appeared in Oura Mountain.

Mo Liancheng listened to what Song Yanshu said with a blank expression, and couldn't help but wonder, "Even if this reason is true, why isn't it in Dapu Mountain, it must be here?"

"Although this mountain is nameless, there is a wishing tree inside. You also know the rumors. Naturally, it is said to be miraculous. At that time, Xiaochi Yingxue said that if one day my relationship changed, she would come to this tree and hang herself. , Let everyone who comes to make a wish know, and let me regret it for the rest of my life.”

Song Yanshu spoke without the slightest emotion, as if the life and death of the woman in his mouth were nothing more than the life and death of an ant to him, which made Mo Liancheng sigh in his heart, the emotional matter is indeed very subjective and rational and terrible Yes, men and women alike.

"Heh..." Song Yanshu snorted coldly, and said with shrugged shoulders, "I know her too well, her vengeance, her jealousy and that boring sense of ritual, so this must be her best choice ..."

Song Yanshu has a deep understanding of the snack Yingxue, and it is precisely because of this that he has no sympathy for this woman no matter what.

"Uh..." Mo Liancheng groaned, a little weak, and his face became paler and paler, just when he was climbing a steep slope, his legs were weak and he almost slipped and fell.Fortunately, Song Yanshu stretched out his hand and grabbed him in time, so he was saved from falling.

"Can you do it, Xiaochi Yan did it?" Song Yanshu is not that kind of insidious villain, otherwise he could kill Mo Liancheng now, and no one would even find out.Then from then on, in the relationship between him and Mu Qingqing, there was completely one less person to compete with.

But Song Yanshu did not do this, even such a thought did not pass through his mind.

"Besides him, who else could be." Mo Liancheng was almost enduring the pain, his injured shoulder was getting weaker and weaker, and it was hard to tell whether it was the paralysis caused by blood loss, or the exhaustion caused by hunger, or The mental overload of extreme tension and worry.In short, all the chaotic feelings rushed to Mo Liancheng at the same time, and it was already a miracle that he could survive until now.

Mo Liancheng saw the wishing tree Song Yan Shukou mentioned, an old tree with dead vines covered with red knots, swinging with the wind.In late autumn, the old tree branches without a hint of greenness stretched out in all directions, together with the red cloth strips dancing in the wind, it gave people a barren and strange atmosphere.

The wishing tree is still the life-giving tree, a trace of ridicule flashed in Mo Liancheng's heart, he has always been so disdainful of these superstitious things.

The road to the top of the mountain after passing the wishing tree was narrow and slippery, but Mo Liancheng insisted on going up, time was running out, he had to confirm Mu Qingqing's location as quickly as possible.

The feeling of knowing that it is a countdown, but not seeing how much time is left, makes people feel physically and mentally exhausted every moment.

The scenery on the top of the mountain can be described as magnificent. Mo Liancheng never knew that the angle of this mountain was just enough to overlook half of the sea area of ​​Jiangcheng. The scenery was so beautiful that it made people panic.

Finally, at the end of the mountain, Mo Liancheng and Song Yanshu saw a figure sitting on a rock with his head raised, seemingly lifeless.

It's Mu Qingqing.

If it is said that Mo Liancheng and Song Yanshu felt the closest, it was three seconds later. When they saw that the person sitting on the rock was Mu Qingqing, their hearts were equally tugged. It is heartache, heartache and even anger.

"Qingqing!"

"Qingqing!"

(End of this chapter)