Lin Yin'er was frightened by this scene. Although she also lived in the underworld, she was just like a flower grown in a greenhouse. She had never killed anyone, let alone such a bloody scene.
Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly pulled out the short knife from her flesh, and blood flowed out like crazy. Without hesitation, she stabbed it in below her left shoulder and above her chest.
'Uh...' Holding back the pain, her face began to turn pale again, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but she remained calm and composed: "Is this enough?"
Draw the short sword again!
She stabbed it down harder, and the blood stained her upper clothes red, but she was still as cold as ice: "I, with one knife, died in front of you. Is that enough to dispel your anger?"
Lin Yin'er was so frightened by this extremely overbearing and bloody scene that she took a few steps back. It was so scary. She had already been stabbed three times! It should be very painful!
Seeing Mu Xiaoxiao pull out the short knife again, the next point is the chest! If it is stabbed again, this woman will lose half her life, and the wet nurse's blood revenge will be avenged...
Lin Yin'er began to relax her guard.
Blood flowed out crazily, and the dagger was dripping with her blood. When Xiaoxiao continued to point the dagger at her chest, her phoenix eyes trembled slightly, flashing a hint of cunning, and the dagger stabbed hard at her chest...
She moved closer to her chest bit by bit, and when Qian Jun launched her attack, she shook her wrist slightly, turned the blade back, and stabbed... straight out the short sword.
"Brush..." She used great strength, and when she thrust out the short knife, it almost brought out a gust of wind.
"Ah..." A scream was heard. Lin Yin'er's palm was stabbed by a dagger, and her body suddenly retreated. The dagger passed through her palm and plunged into the wall behind her.
Her fingertips trembled, and Lin Yin'er opened her mouth wide: "Ah...it hurts!" Tears were streaming down her face all of a sudden, and her face was livid. She had been applying anesthesia even for injections since she was a child. The tearing pain in her palms was almost painful.
her life.
Xiaoxiao took a few deep breaths. Seeing that Lin Yin'er still had the remote control between her two fingers, she had to take the opportunity to get the remote control! She covered the three wounds on her chest with one hand.
Lin Yin'er wanted to take her hand out of the knife, but she didn't dare to move at all. The moment she moved her hand, it was cut by the knife. Looking up with misty eyes, she saw Mu Xiaoxiao approaching her: "You, you don't want to
Come here, wow... don't come here! Wow, it hurts, it hurts. Mu Xiaoxiao, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"
In panic, Lin Yin'er, guided by hatred, used the strength between her two fingers to press the red button on the remote control...
"No!" Xiaoxiao shouted loudly and rushed towards her,
"Ah... you all go to hell!" Lin Yin'er's fingertips suddenly pressed the red button!
'boom!'
The violent explosion sounded like it was about to pierce a person's eardrum. The smell of gunpowder, the sound of explosion... Xiaoxiao turned his head to look at the bedroom like a machine...
A scene of a cat getting blown up seemed to flash before his eyes.
"No...no, it's impossible." Her mind was racing, and she almost stopped thinking at this moment.
Lin Yin'er's face was full of tears, her pupils were dilated, and she looked very ferocious. After the explosion, a sinister smile appeared on her lips: "Hee... I avenged my nanny, I killed Mu Maomao, ha.
, Hahahaha... Nanny, have you seen it? I killed Mu Maomao, and I will avenge you... Ha, hahahaha. A mother's debt is repaid to her son, and a mother's debt is repaid to her son!"
In an instant! Mu Xiaoxiao's blood-red eyes revealed a lustful light. The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and the corner of his eye swept over Lin Yin'er's face.
She coldly took out the golden dragon spear.
The muzzle of the gun was pointed at Lin Yin'er's body and "Bang!" After shooting, she didn't even look at Lin Yin'er. She dragged her hunched body and walked towards the bedroom door step by step.
"Uh..." Lin Yin'er, who was leaning against the wall, spat out a mouthful of blood. Her eyes were open and her head hung weakly to the side.
Mu Xiaoxiao felt that her body weighed hundreds of kilograms with every step she took, her fingers were weak, and the golden dragon gun fell from her hands to the ground. Her pale face was completely sluggish.
step……
Two steps...
His eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, and his eyes were filled with tears, but they didn't flow down for a long time. Impossible, Cat will never die.
Absolutely not...
When she reached the door of the bedroom, she put her hand on the door handle. As long as she pushed the door open, she could be sure that the cat was not dead. Just push the door open...
"Ah!" But the next second, Mu Xiaoxiao cried loudly, and tears flowed down like rain. Her heart could no longer bear the impact, and she slumped to the ground against the door:
"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."
She didn't dare to open the door and look inside. She gripped the carpet tightly and couldn't stop crying. Cat... Cat... Cat.
This is the first time in eight years that she has cried without any scruples, and she is also the most vulnerable.
With her back arched, she collapsed weakly on the ground...
‘Razi’ At this moment, the bedroom door was pushed open.
"Mommy...why are you crying?" Mu Maomao looked at her mother sitting at the door dumbfounded. It was the first time she saw her mother crying like this.
The sound of a cat? Mu Xiaoxiao raised her head with blurred eyes and vaguely saw the little figure standing in front of her. Is it an illusion?
"Cat Cat..." whispered his son's name.
Mu Maomao was really frightened by her mother's appearance, and she stood there stupidly.
"Mao Mao!" Xiaoxiao rushed towards her son and hugged him tightly. The warmth came and she felt the real presence of her son before letting go of the stone in her heart, but her tears flowed out like the collapse of the Yellow River.
"Mommy, I'm sorry, did I make you worry?" Maomao lowered his head and pursed his lips together. A hint of guilt flashed across his face.
The crying never stopped. She was really scared just now... This was her only lifeline. It took a long time to calm down and let go of Maomao.
"Mommy, you're bleeding..." Mu Maomao looked at the three wounds on his mother's chest in horror. The blood stained a large area of his clothes, including his clothes.
"It's okay, it's just a minor injury." He rubbed his son's head. Compared to losing him, this was really just a minor injury: "I just heard an explosion. How were you saved?"
Looking at the wounds on her mother's body nervously, her lips trembled, and she turned to look at the bedroom behind her: "Uncle saved me..."
He raised his head and looked at his son. He leaned gently on the bed with his slender figure. He seemed to have intentionally not watched the scene where the two mother and son met. When she stared at him again, his black eyes turned to her coldly.
Their eyes met in the air. Xuanyuan Lie...he saved Maomao? How could he be here?
"Uncle just jumped over from the opposite balcony and helped me defuse the bomb." Maomao continued.
Xiaoxiao stood up from the ground and looked at her with a complicated expression on her face: "Maomao, go wait in the corridor outside first. Uncle and I have something to say."
He glanced at his uncle and mommy hesitantly and walked out hesitantly.