Chapter 105 Buddha Hall, Mo Xuetong falls into conspiracy

If my mother is still alive, I will definitely not let them bully myself like this. I will definitely love her. My mother, whose life is thinner than paper, probably didn't expect that she would eventually die in the hands of Aunt Fang. The gentle and quiet woman who used to be in front of my mother was even more poisonous than a snake. Understand the truth. If Mo Xuemin hadn't said everything when she died, I'm afraid that even I didn't know that all the tragedies in my previous life were caused by that vicious woman.

Fortunately, God has given her a chance to be reborn, which makes her understand Aunt Fang's tricks. In this life, she has made up her mind not to plot against others. Even if she dies, she will avenge her mother before leaving. The opportunity for rebirth is only revenge. She will make everything she owes them mother and daughters in her last life. Everyone gets retribution.

His teeth tightly bit his lips, and his pure eyes were covered with a faint water mist, but finally did not fall. Mo Xuetong kowtowed heavily to the Buddha, put his hands on his chest, closed his eyes, and quietly whispered to the air: "Mother, bless the pupil. Mother's revenge will definitely help her. There will be no good end to the vicious mother and daughter. !"

She will never let them have a good end. This is her wish for her mother and the goal she set for herself. In her life, she will not seek wealth and wealth. As long as she can avenge her mother and herself, she will do whatever means. Even if she dies, she will drag those people to hell together.

The hall was very quiet. She knelt there quietly and cried silently.

There seemed to be a sound of footsteps at the door behind him, hitting the heart like a heavy hammer in the quiet Buddhist temple. This step is obviously not Molan's, but who is Molan. Such a heavy step is more like a man. Why can a man break into the Buddhist temple without Molan?

In his last life, Mo Xuetong was sobbed after being polluted. At this time, how could he not be shocked?

With a bad intuition, he suddenly stood up and knelt straight. He staggered a little for a moment. He walked a few times to get used to it and dodged in the sand curtain behind the Buddha's tent.

The slightly closed door was pushed open. Through the veil, Mo Xuetong saw a servant-like man standing at the door and looking around, with a blank face.

"Where are the people?" He poked his head in, as if talking to someone outside the door.

"You went in. It must be inside. You haven't come out since you went in." A low voice, but because the Buddha hall is really quiet, it looks a little abrupt. It is a woman's voice, not Molan.

Next, he seemed to say something. Mo Xuetong didn't hear clearly. He only saw the little man nodded. The first thing he came in, closed the door of the Buddhist hall, and then loosened his belt, and his clothes fell loosely. He looked like he was not dressed neatly in panic, coupled with a red rouge on his face, which was completely Evidence of a woman's tryst.

The hand holding the veil trembled gently, and a trace of blood flashed through his eyes. His heart sank to the bottom, but his brain was very awake and someone framed himself.

If she finds herself locked in the Buddhist temple with this man, she will only die!

A private meeting with Sima Lingyun will only damage her reputation, but she can still marry into the Marquis of the Town. If she says that she is married with the little one, she can only save the reputation of the Mo Mansion by death.

This person is so vicious that he wants to kill her!

Her mind rotated quickly and found that there were only a few possible people, but at present, the most important thing is not to find out who was behind the scenes, but how to avoid this disaster. She believes that after a while, someone will rush in. As long as she finds herself and this little man inside, she will jump into the yellow. The river can't be washed.

Although the little guy in front of him is not big, he looks thick and powerful and can't beat her at all. Because the man didn't find her, he pulled up several curtain tents on the side and explored to find her.

It's not appropriate to fight hard. Her strength is limited, and she can't defeat him and escape!

The hand pulled out the hairpin from the hairline, and the sharp horns pierced the palm of the hand. The tingling made her tight heartstrings a little dependent.

"Miss Mo San, Miss Mo San, where are you?" The little man pulled up the curtain on one side, smiled frivolously, and his face was pale. Obviously, he was sure that she was inside.

Seeing the side, the man actually leaned towards Mo Xuetong. Mo Xuetong was nervous and deliberately held her breath. At this moment, she must not let this person find her hiding place. If she is found by him now and pestering her, even if she is injured again, she will not have time to play a good play for later people.

"Miss Mo San, you invited me to come. Why did you hide? Play with me? It turns out that Miss Mo San still likes this." As the young man continued to shout and looked for her, she was getting farther and farther away from her. At such a distance, she rushed out here and didn't know if she could rush to the door. If she could hit the man and rush directly to the door and stabbed herself with a hairpin, she might still have a trace of way to live.

Before revenge, she doesn't want to die here for nothing.

Although she thought clearly, Mo Xuetong's hands and feet were trembling, her teeth clenched in her lips, and warm ** overflowed from her teeth. Her bright eyes stared at the action of the little one in front of her. She only had a chance.

"Miss Mo San..." The little girl's hand touched the tent in front of her, and she only needed to pull back a little, and she would appear in front of people.

Without hesitation, the sharp hairpin in his hand suddenly pricked out and immediately pricked the outstretched hand.

The pain in his hand made the little man scream violently. His arm instinctively shrank back, just in the distance of an arm. Mo Xuetong bit his teeth and rushed out suddenly. The little man was caught off guard and was hit straight by her, and involuntarily stepped back two steps.

Mo Xuetong did not take back the hairpin in her hand and grabbed the door and fled. The distance was usually not obvious, but at this time she felt so far away. This was her only chance. Unexpectedly, she raised her step and the cuffs on her wrist were pulled to death.

"Miss Mo San asked me to meet because she was afraid that others would know that we had a private affair." The proud and frivolous voice of the man behind him.

When her hand was pulled, she staggered and fell to the ground. The sharp hairpin stabbed her arm and did not feel pain. She looked up at the person in front of her in despair, allowing the corners of her lips to curl down warmly. At this moment, her ears were particularly clear. In addition to the sound of the wind blowing on the branches, she also heard someone's voice.

The footsteps are messy, no less than five or six people!

There is no more time!

"Who are you and why did you hurt me so? In this case, let's die together." She absolutely picked up the hairpin that fell to the ground and went straight to her throat at the sharp point. As soon as her beautiful eyes opened, she gritted her teeth and pricked them. Even if she was dead, she would be innocent in this life.

The conspirated to murder the official's legitimate daughter, even if she was full of mouth, she couldn't tell.

The proud smile on her obscene face became frightened. Who would have thought that such a delicate girl would be so cruel to herself, killing the official's daughter and dying. At this moment, the little man regretted it, and Queen Cang retreated and fell down.

"Let go." A sharp scolding sound came.

"When" the golden hairpin in Mo Xuetong's hand was knocked down by something, which could scratch a blood stain on her neck, and the blood color instantly dyed her plain white clothes.

The long sword shot straight over, and the little one didn't even have time to hum, so he was passed through his chest. A dark shadow flashed by, and his toes, he quickly stretched out his hand, pulled up the little one who fell to the ground, and disappeared behind the Buddha's hall. So far, the blood on the little one has not yet dripped down.

A voice has come from the door, and Feng Jue's beautiful face showed a trace of murderous intent, which made him a little more bloodthirsty. The eyes of the person in his arms were dull, the scattered long hair and blood on her neck, and her pale and trembling body were telling her fear just now.

The evil face was green and gloomy. With a flash of Mo Xuetong in her arms, she went up to the pillar in the middle, hugged her tightly, let her lean on his shoulder, and gently stroked her long hair with her fingers to appease her panic.

The door of the hall was pushed open heavily at this time. Yu Sirong rushed in with several maids. On the other side, Molan was pushed in by two rough women.

Yu Sirong walked in the front and was the first to rush in, even with a proud and sinister smile on her face. Mo Xuetong, a little bitch, must have fled this time. Even if she died after losing her name, she did not leave an innocent reputation.

The door of the hall was pushed open heavily, making an empty trembling sound, which also seemed quiet and strange and amazing inside.

No one! Yu Sirong looked at the spacious hall in astonishment. Except for some fluttering curtain tents, she could see to the bottom at a glance. Not only Mo Xuetong was missing, but also the infiltrator could not see anyone.

She turned around and looked at the maid beside her. The maid nodded understandingly, whispered gently in her ear, and wandered around. She saw Mo Xuetong enter the hall with her own eyes. It was she who sent someone to call Molan away and sent the male servant in, and then she stayed outside. Face, I didn't see anyone else coming in and out.

Except for the few high and low exclamation heard inside, she really didn't find anything wrong when she lay at the door.

"Our young lady is really not here. Miss Yu, what did you bring me in? No matter how bad our young lady is, it's not Miss Yu that you can move at will!" Seeing several maids coming out from behind the curtain tents scattered around, Molan couldn't help but relax and speak hard.

"How can there be no one..." At this time, Yu Sirong was anxious and her eyes were swayed. She didn't pay attention to a girl at all. She ignored Mo Lan. Her eyes swept around and muttered to herself that she didn't believe that the cooked duck would fly.

"What did our young lady do that made Miss Yu resentful? She actually killed the young lady and said that she was connected with a foreign man. Miss Yu, if you don't give us an explanation, even if the maidservant died here today, she will not allow Miss Yu to ruin our young lady's reputation."

Mo Lan suddenly pushed away the hostage of the two women and rushed to Yu Sirong and shouted. Several people who came in outside were stunned.

"If your young lady is not here, where is it?" Yu Sirong said back. At this time, his face was not very good. He was stunned. He turned his eyes and saw the Qin people who followed him. He couldn't help but change his face and suddenly turned around and stared at his maid fiercely.

"Where is our young lady, where she is going, and whether she wants to report to Miss Yu for the record? I don't know when our young lady has such a good relationship with Miss Yu. Miss Yu doesn't always think about us every time she sees our young lady. When our young lady is with Miss Yu, she is either injured or mistaken. Solution, doesn't Miss Yu think it's enough? Isn't it good to force our young lady to die?

Mo Xuetong is not here, and Molan doesn't worry about the big deal. At this time, even if Yu Sirong begs her not to make a big deal, so she stares at Yu Sirong and rudely reveals the background of Yu Sirong's bullying her young lady in recent years. She has long seen Yu Sirong very unpleasant. She used to sing red face and white with the young lady. The face bullied Miss Meng, who later seized the Qin Mansion, came here from time to time to sneer, extremely sarcastic and mean things.

Molan also understood three points of today's posture. It was clear that Yu Sirong wanted to kill the young lady and rushed up angrily, regardless of the scolding.