Chapter 329 Mo Xuemin stabbed her sister to death

Then there were screams everywhere. Mo Xuetong was dizzy by the violent bumps. She raised her head, reached out to pull the curtains on one side, and pulled them down fiercely.

Outside the carriage, the scenery retreated quickly, indicating that their horses were running forward desperately at this moment. The driver on the carriage had already been bumped down, and the carriage was completely out of control.

"Third sister, be careful." Mo Xuemin rocked and leaned to Mo Xuetong and grabbed the carriage with one hand. The carriage shook violently. The three of them couldn't even stand still. She couldn't pass for a while, but she still had words of concern, but the corners of her eyes could not be hidden.

The dagger has appeared, and it has reached the last moment.

"Third sister, I'll come and help you." Mo Xueqiong also rushed over, as if she wanted to reach out to hold Mo Xuetong.

It's really a deep sisterhood.

Among the three people, Mo Xuemin got on the car first, and then Mo Xueqiong deliberately leaned in front of her and dropped the place near the door to Mo Xuetong. At this time, the carriage shook. Mo Xuetong could only tightly grasp the door frame on one side to prevent herself from falling. The carriage ran fast. If she fell from the flying carriage at this time, There is no doubt that he will die.

"Third sister, I'll pull you."

"Third sister, don't be afraid, the eldest sister is here."

These two sentences sound sincere, and Mo Xueqiong's words even trembled, as if they were really afraid that Mo Xuetong would fall down like this, but the eyes of the two people couldn't help showing pride and a ferocious smile. The outstretched hand used the same posture of pushing, which clearly wanted to push Mo Xuetong out of the car.

Between the flashing sparks, Mo Xuetong understood their intentions, and they actually united to kill themselves. The cold light flashed at the bottom of his eyes, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He grabbed the door frame and went in a little, but the door frame was suddenly upside down. If Mo Xuetong hadn't grabbed the window frame under him when he came in, he would have fallen down.

If you fall from here, you must die.

When she glanced, Mo Yu's figure running behind the carriage was getting farther and farther away, only calling her desperate voice: "Miss, Miss..."

Mo Yu's cultivation is good, but she may not be able to catch up with the flying carriage. She is finally careless.

She only thought that Mo Xuemin and Mo Xueqiong would deal with her. By their means, at most, it was the sinister thing done by the backyard woman who destroyed her name, but she still miscalculated the sinister and madness of these two people and dared to kill her like this. Of course, such a move could not be thought of by the two of them.

Seeing that the door frame fell down, Mo Xuetong had not yet fallen down. Mo Xuemin and Mo Xueqiong looked at each other. Both sides saw the fierceness in each other's eyes and stretched out their hands to push Mo Xuetong together. Mo Xuetong's body was pushed back by the two together, and half of his body shook over the carriage.

Mo Xuetong grabbed the remnants of the carriage door frame. A reflection flashed in front of her. She quickly went back. The mountain wind blew her long hair wildly, and her fingertips were almost unable to grasp it. She knew that her strength was limited and she could not hold on for too long. She looked at the distance desperately, and her heart was frozen!

In front, not far from the front, it turned out to be a cliff. I don't know why the carriage ran up the mountain road and ran to the edge of the cliff.

The road to Baoen Temple is originally a spacious official road. It should be able to stop directly in front of Baoen Temple, and then take the mountain road to the gate of Baoen Temple. On this road, Mo Xuetong also came several times to worship Bai Luoxia. It is quite familiar. When did there be such a broken-headed cliff here? .

Why did the carriage run here? If all this was done by Mo Xuemin and Mo Xueqiong, it is clear that the two of them can't survive, which requires the lives of three people.

Mo Xuemin, Mo Xueqiong is still working for others. Those people really want their lives.

"Mo Xuetong, you don't have to wait any longer. No one can save you. It makes no difference whether you fall down or let us push you down, or the former dies more happily." Mo Xuemin's cold laughter came from the carriage. She grabbed the window with one hand and took a sharp hairpin from her head with the other.

Under the light and shadow, the hairpin flashed coldly and did not hesitate to prick Mo Xuetong and grasped the finger of the door frame.

The piercing pain surged from her heart, and the tip of the hairpin immediately plunged into Mo Xuetong's tender white fingers, and the blood appeared between her fingers in an instant. Mo Xuetong couldn't help humming, bit her teeth, and deeply cut into her lips. At this time, she must not let go. As soon as she let go, she was smashed into bones. Such a rushing carriage, with her body bones, There is no way to survive.

This road is bumpy, because there are few people and it is full of stones. She must find a relatively flat place and look forward. There seems to be a grassland at the intersection. If she can jump on it, or there is still some way to live.

"Mo Xuetong, bitch, you don't hurt. I really underestimate you." Mo Xuemin's face was ferocious and vicious. She picked up her hairpin and tied it to Mo Xuetong's other finger and said viciously.

The second finger was stained with blood in an instant, and the tearing pain made Mo Xuetong's eyes black, almost unable to grasp it, and there was a bloody atmosphere between her lips and teeth.

"Mo Xuetong, you are really capable, sister, I'll help you." Mo Xueqiong also changed her hand and grabbed one side and pulled out the hairpin on her head.

If he pricks it again, Mo Xuetong knows that no matter how amazing his will is, his weak constitution can't keep himself to the grass in front of him, and there is still a cliff.

"Today, the eldest sister and fourth sister are still in the mood to stab me... If I die, you can live... This running horse is about to run to the cliff... None of the three of us will have a way to survive." She bit her lip, cold sweat on her head accompanied by difficult breathing, and said while panting.

"Mo Xuetong, you are talking nonsense. When you get out of the car, someone will save me. I will fly with that person. From then on, I will never be restrained by the Marquis of Zhenguo. You little bitch, you can't help your aunt, so that I have to marry Sima Lingyun. Today, you are finally going to die in my hands and go with your dead mother. Will and!" Mo Xuemin laughed wildly, and the cold light flashed in her hand. She couldn't listen to Mo Xuetong's words at all and pricked Mo Xuetong's other finger.

She and Mo Xuetong have been complaining for a long time. They only feel that all their misfortunes are caused by Mo Xuetong. Now there is a chance to let Mo Xuetong die. How can they not make her happy and crazy?

Mo Xueqiong is a little nervous.

"Sister, what she said is not true! This is not the way to Bao'en Temple. Mo Xueqiong took her hand and said urgently. The car was really bumpy. At this time, she was also afraid. The scenery in front of her was flying away, and she could not see both sides clearly. Just as Mo Xuetong spoke, Mo Xueqiong peeked and saw something wrong. Why was the carriage running on the mountain road.

This is obviously not the way to report to the Temple.

Isn't it the way to Bao'en Temple? Mo Xuemin was stunned and turned her head to one side. The curtain of the window she was facing had already been pulled down by Mo Xuetong. At this time, she saw the mountain road going up and galloping all the way. It was really going to the mountain, not the way to the Temple of Retribution at all.

The road to the mountain is still an unknown road, that is to say, You Yuecheng promised to wait for Mo Xuetong to fall down. Since the words of someone pulling the carriage could not be realized, he would also fall down like Mo Xuetong. His face was completely different. Mo Xuemin's hand couldn't help trembling, and the hairpin fell to the ground with a sound. The eyes are straight.

On the circling mountain road, a gorgeous carriage walked slowly on it. The curtains on the carriage were half rolled up, revealing a handsome and flawless face. Hearing someone screaming on the mountain road below, Bai Yihao let go of the pages in his hand and asked faintly, "What's going on down?"

The carriage stopped, followed Lin Yu behind the carriage, stood on the treetops and looked down: "The prince is the carriage of the Marquis of Zhenguo. It seems that the horse is shocked. There is a cliff not far ahead, and it may fall."

Lin Yu said carelessly and looked at Mo Xuetong, who was half exposed outside the carriage. Because she couldn't see her face clearly, she didn't know who it was.

"Go on!" The high and elegant voice came from the carriage with some gentleness.

Bai Yihao picked up the book again, frowned and read it!

On the carriage, Mo Xueqiong was shocked, pulled the window frame, sweated anxiously, and pulled Mo Xuemin and said, "What should we do now?"

"Gone go!" After a short period of distraction, suddenly the hatred flashed in her eyes. She suddenly pushed away Mo Xueqiong, reached out to pick up the hairpin on the ground, and said viciously to Mo Xuetong, "Mo Xuetong, you bitch, no matter what, today, I want you to die. I want you to die without a whole body, make you die, and make you live forever. The world stepped on my feet.

She cursed, and the hairpin in her hand pricked down fiercely again, with a sound of sharpness.

Unlike Mo Xueqiong, she has no way out. If she hadn't pushed Mo Xuetong out of the carriage and threw her to death today, it would not have been possible for You Yuecheng to secretly accept her and promised to find a new identity for her. If he could give birth to a child and a daughter, he would give himself a place of equal wife, which Mo Xuemin had never thought of before she married.

I remember that it was all because of Mo Xuetong that she missed the noble prince of the Ming Dynasty. Now it is her only opportunity. Mo Xuemin hates and resentment, and she will not let Mo Xuetong survive in any case.

She is like a beast in a desperate situation, with hatred and a sad and resentful face!

The finger was stabbed heavily again. Mo Xuetong's painful hand trembled. Her eyes were black, and her body was soft on one side. This hand hurt three fingers and could not hold them at all. The hand on the other side was suddenly hard and had not been clenched. The severe pain came, and Mo Xuetong's eyes fell on a pair of embroidered shoes embroidered with colorful feathers.

She tried to look up, but only saw Mo Xuemin's smiling grim face. At this time, her beautiful face was like a devil, stepping hard on her fingertips and twisting it fiercely.

Mo Xuetong involuntarily opened her hand and closed her eyes. This time, there was really no way to survive.

Because she despised the enemy, she did not bring Mo Feng out. She thought that she had seen the plots of Mo Xuemin and Mo Xueqiong clearly, thinking that they did not dare to really do anything to themselves. They knew that they had been someone else's pawn, and the real back was behind them.

Such a situation completely exceeded the control and arrangement of her weak daughter, so she could only let go and let herself push down the Mercedes-Benz carriage. She was incompetent and unable to stop the pace of gradually stepping into hell. Unexpectedly, she was reborn and still died at the hands of Mo Xuemin.

There are still no bones left, and the dead face is completely unregnable!

In the past and this life, do you always want to repeat such a tragedy and never give yourself the last chance of revenge? Heaven really played a huge joke on himself, repeating the tragedy of his previous life and letting himself die in the hands of Mo Xuemin, a poisonous woman.

She is unwilling, how can she be willing!

So many people's blood revenge has not been vengeful, and so many people's hatred has not been extinguished. This is the end of her life. She is willing to swear by her soul.

If I am reborn again, I will repay those whose hands are stained with blood ten times.

The blood fell from the air, and the beautiful girl fell from the carriage. Before her body touched the ground, her clear eyes tightened. Two lines of tears fell from her face. It seemed that she faintly found that the tears were red, blood tears, tears, tears of blood...