Silly couple dote on their wives

Chapter 777 Purgatory Maker

He Qianqian pulled the dagger out of Meng Ruoqing's body, and stabbed it down fiercely, her face was full of pleasure of revenge: "Meng Ruoqing, go to hell! As long as you die, Mingxuan will definitely like you mine!"

"Mother! Mother!" Yan'er looked at the figure that kept slipping, and couldn't help but shed tears. He wanted to rush up and hold Meng Ruoqing's body, but so far, he has been firmly imprisoned.

Xue'er also struggled desperately to rush towards Meng Ruoqing, but how could she, a weak little girl, break free from the shackles of those people, she had no other way but to watch helplessly.

When He Qianqian was about to make the third knife, Wei Mingxuan finally rushed up with red eyes, his hand tightly grasped the blood-stained dagger, and the stinging pain spread from the palm of his hand, but such a stinging pain It was impossible for Wei Mingxuan to back down at all.

He looked at He Qianqian with a cold expression and cruel eyes, as if looking at a dead person, so that the moment He Qianqian swung the dagger at Yan'er, He Qianqian was already a dead person.

"You! Look for it! Die!" Wei Mingxuan grabbed the dagger and twisted it vigorously, and the dagger turned around in He Qianqian's hand.

He Qianqian couldn't grasp the dagger that was spinning around at all, so he could only let the dagger be snatched away by Wei Mingxuan. After Wei Mingxuan snatched the dagger, he stabbed hard behind him.

That person quietly came up to attack Wei Mingxuan, but Wei Mingxuan's movements were obviously much faster than him, he almost didn't realize it, a dagger had already been stuck in his stomach.

This is not over yet, after putting the dagger into the man's stomach, Wei Mingxuan turned around and flashed behind the man in an instant, and the man felt his hand being held immediately.

The knife in his hand slid across his neck, he only felt a chill on his neck, and then he saw a cloud of blood flying in front of him. At the last moment of the man's life, what he saw was a cloud of blood sprayed in front of his eyes. blood mist.

When Wei Mingxuan moved, everyone moved too. Yan'er stepped on the foot of the man who was holding her wrist. The man screamed, and his hands loosened a little.

Taking advantage of the man's loosening up a little bit, Yan'er took the opportunity to break free, then lifted her foot, and quickly slashed at the man's neck from the dagger hidden in her boots.

Although the man didn't expect Yan'er to act like this, he still reacted quickly, but even so, Yan'er still left a long bloodstain on the man's arm.

After leaving a bloodstain on the man's body, Yan'er didn't get entangled with him, but quickly backed away, then turned around and rushed towards Xue'er's direction.

Someone picked up Yan'er and rushed up, and immediately made a resistance. However, although Yan'er was no match for these people, but with the superb poisoning skills, these people really couldn't stop Yan'er.

Just when the person holding Xue'er realized something was wrong and wanted to retreat, Yan'er had already killed him. He swung the dagger in his hand and attacked the man, who subconsciously wanted to dodge.

Taking this opportunity, Yan'er grabbed Xue'er's clothes and pulled her violently in his direction, and Xue'er was pulled by Yan'er.

But halfway through the pulling, Yan'er found that she couldn't move anymore. Looking up, Yan'er realized that Xue'er's other hand had been grabbed.

Just as she was about to do something, she saw that Xue'er had lowered her head and bit the man's hand with one bite.

"Ah!" The man could never have imagined that Xue'er would do such a thing, the pain that dissipated in an instant made the man scream, and this time he completely let go of Xue'er's hand.

Yan'er protected Xue'er all the way back, and retreated directly to Meng Ruoqing's side, Xue'er turned Meng Ruoqing over with great effort: "Mother, I'm Xue'er! Look at me, please!"

As if hearing Xue'er's voice, Meng Ruoqing slowly opened her eyes, looked at Xue'er who was streaming with tears, and smiled slightly with the corners of her mouth parted.

That blood-stained face looked much brighter because of this smile, but Xueer's tears were even more ferocious: "Mother, don't scare Xueer! Mother, please say something!"

"Xue'er, I'm sorry, mother didn't protect her well, okay!" You!Before she could finish the last word, Meng Ruoqing's hand, which was about to touch Xue'er's face, fell heavily on the ground and fell directly into the snow.

"Mother! Don't! Don't!" Xue'er hugged Meng Ruoqing, pain spreading to all limbs.

Yan'er was a little calmer than Xue'er, he frantically bandaged Meng Ruoqing's wound, but the blood seemed to be unstoppable, continuously flowing out from the wound, dyeing Yan'er's hands and clothes red up.

Yan'er replied and persisted, but if you look carefully, you can see that Yan'er's hands are trembling badly, it is not easy for him to persist until now.

"Mom! I can save you, I'm sure you can save you, hold on, hold on!" Yan'er said, his voice trembling constantly, he wiped away his tears, and then continued to do it Just a matter of talent.

Wei Mingxuan has completely lost his mind. At this moment, he has no idea what he is doing. He only knows about killing, killing constantly. It seems that only in this way can he feel that he is still alive.

He Qianqian looked at the sudden reversal of the situation and Wei Mingxuan who had been completely reduced to the king of Hades, and finally started to get scared, and she thought of running away.

She is also very clear that at this moment, only by escaping far away from here can there be hope of survival, and only at this moment, He Qianqian is desperately fleeing from Wei Mingxuan's side.

But when she was desperately trying to escape, Wei Mingxuan gave her half a chance, and he threw the long knife that had already been curled towards He Qianqian.

The long knife failed to hit He Qianqian, and indeed nailed her skirt firmly to the ground. He Qianqian, who was running forward, didn't notice it, and fell heavily to the ground.

Wei Mingxuan walked towards He Qianqian. He was dressed in white and was already stained red with blood. Behind him were countless limbs and broken arms, and countless corpses. The white blood had been stained red with blood. That area had almost become a Purgatory in general.

And from there, Wei Mingxuan, the maker of purgatory, who was walking towards He Qianqian, had already pointed the butcher knife in his hand at He Qianqian.

He Qianqian felt that it was very difficult for her to even breathe. She swallowed desperately, her throat seemed to be strangled by something, and she couldn't speak a word.

Her words of help were stuck in her throat.

(End of this chapter)