All this is An Jiuyue's fault, she must let An Jiuyue be buried with her!
"Where's An Jiuyue? Why didn't she come? Is she afraid and didn't dare to come? She didn't even dare to come to save her own son. That black-hearted woman, I knew that evil thing was nothing!"
Myolie Wang cursed happily and laughed silly at the same time.
Anyway, Qian Yirong is in her hands, so what does she have to fear? Whatever she wants them to do now, they have to do it!
"Go and call An Jiuyue. I want her to watch her son being chopped up by me! It must be a very satisfying feeling, right?"
Hearing this, An Jiuyue, who was hiding behind the tree, clenched her hands and gritted her teeth.
"Master, what should we do now?"
Wei Na is also impressed, that woman is a madman, who knows if she will attack Rong'er next moment.
"It's impossible to chop her up with a knife, but it's okay to let her bleed to death." An Jiuyue closed her eyes and took out a silver palm gun from the space.
So what if she comes to this world? All the things she prepared in her previous life are still there. Is she still afraid that she won't be able to snatch Rong'er back from the hands of a helpless woman?
"Master, Qian Jiyun's master and servant are still here!" Wei Na reminded him.
But does An Jiuyue care?
She cares and doesn't want anyone else to know what's in her space except herself.
But so what, this little care in her heart is not as important as one ten thousandth of Rong'er. As long as she can snatch Rong'er safely from Wang Xing'er's hands, what does she care about?
"Hehehehe."
Myolie Wang was still smiling happily.
Looking down at Qian Yirong, who was not struggling and was extremely well-behaved, she smiled even more happily.
"Little thing, don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame your nosy mother. It was she who harmed you. If it hadn't been for her, I wouldn't have killed you, right?
Just be good, it won't hurt, and you will die soon!"
When she said the last three words, she moved the hand holding the knife and wanted to slash Qian Yirong's arm.
"Myolie Wang!"
Suddenly, An Jiuyue's voice rang not far away. She paused her hands, raised her eyes to the source of the sound, and saw An Jiuyue with sharp eyes, holding up a silver object and pointing at her.
'call out!'
"An...ah!"
A very weak sound rang in her ears, and a sudden sharp pain hit her arm, causing her to scream, and the knife in her hand fell to the ground without holding it firmly.
Seeing this, Qian Jiyun quickly rushed over, kicked Wang Xing'er away, and picked up Qian Yirong, who did not dare to move.
"Ah...um!"
Myolie Wang screamed again, her whole body curled up.
Seeing An Jiuyue walking towards Qian Yirong slowly with a cold face, her eyes were full of unwillingness.
"An Jiuyue!"
Why could An Jiuyue save that little thing? If I had known earlier, I should have taken action against that little thing just now and killed her and buried him with her.
Even if An Jiuyue couldn't be killed, it would still make her live in pain for the rest of her life!
"Master, please come down and hug me."
Yannuo also walked over quickly, wanting to hug Qian Yirong over.
But An Jiuyue was one step faster than him. With just two hands, the little guy pounced towards An Jiuyue. She took the child in her hand, raised the other hand holding the gun, and patted it a few times.