The crazy wife is coming: Master Jiu, good morning!

Shui Qianmo

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Chapter 1 Must live!

It hurts so much! The bones all over the body seem to be shattered.

In a dilapidated abandoned factory outside the country, the girl lay on a dusty concrete floor.

Scarlet blood overflowed from the bottom of the head, and the delicate little face was pale without a trace of blood.

The girl, who was also fifteen or sixteen, ran down the shabby stairs, looked at the girl and said guiltily: "Mo Xin'er, this was the one you fell down by yourself. I didn't push you, I don't blame me!"

The girl opened her thin lips lightly, trying to speak, but she couldn't make a sound.

Looking at Mo Xin'er who was dying on the ground, the original fear in Liang Siran's eyes was gradually replaced by a hint of cruelty and complacent.

A greedy smile was on the corner of her mouth, and a necklace with a blue pendant hung down from Liang Siran's fingertips. Her eyes were lit up at the blue pendant at the end of the necklace.

It looks so beautiful! It looks like a gem containing stars and seas, it must be a treasure.

After appreciating the necklace, Liang Siran glanced at Mo Xiner: "Our family is kind enough to adopt you to provide you with food and clothing. It's okay if you don't know how to reward you, but if you just take a broken necklace, you will never give up. It's really a shameless person!"

Mo Xiner looked at the necklace in Liang Siran's hand.

That wasn't a broken necklace, it was left to her by her parents!

It was clearly Liang Jianming who killed her parents, occupied her property, and pretended to adopt her. He treated her well in front of others, but was even worse than a dog behind her.

It would be fine if Liang Siran likes to steal her things, but now she even has to take away the only relics left to her by her parents, so of course she doesn't want to.

Liang Siran smiled and walked towards Mo Xin'er, and the necklace hangs above her cheeks and swings: "Do you want it? If you want it, take it yourself."

Mo Xiner tried hard to raise her hand to get her things back, but her bones seemed to be broken. Except for her fingers slightly moved, she couldn't use any strength in her arms.

"Haha..." Liang Siran laughed happily: "You don't want this, so it's my turn! Don't ask me for it again in the future."

Liang Siran took back the necklace and put it on his neck, took out his cell phone to take a selfie.

Looking at the selfie and touching the blue pendant, Liang Siran smiled with satisfaction, glanced at Mo Xin'er under her feet, and snorted coldly: "Wait for you to die!" After that, he turned around and jumped away.

I don’t know how long it took, Mo Xiner’s consciousness became more and more blurred, and her soul seemed to be gradually withdrawing from her body.

No, she can't just die like this, she must live!

Thinking of this, her body seemed to suddenly gain powerful strength. Her limbs struggled to turn over and lay on the ground, and her whole body was concentrated on her arms.

The petite and thin figure moved forward little by little, leaving blood stains wherever she passed. Even though her whole body was so painful that it was numb, she did not stop at all.

After coming out of the abandoned factory, climbed through the grass, and finally climbed to the side of the road. At this moment, it was already nightfall, and there were very few vehicles coming and going on the empty road.

Time passed by minute by minute, and in endless despair, a black off-road vehicle finally drove from not far away.

A trace of light flashed in the girl's dim eyes, and she tried hard to lift her slender arms and waved her weakly in the air.

Finally, the car stopped on the side of the road, and the rear window slowly sank, and a side face with a clear contour appeared in front of Mo Xiner.

She raised her head, used her last bit of strength, and spoke with difficulty: "Save me, please save me."

The man's narrow phoenix eyes were staring at the embarrassed little girl on the roadside, only fifteen or sixteen years old, with blood stains all over his body, and his pale little face was covered with dirt, which did not make people feel ugly, but instead looked sad and charming under the moonlight.

He glanced at the intermittent blood behind her and extended to the dilapidated factory not far away. It was obvious that she had crawled out from there. The girl seemed to be dying, but the tenacious light in her eyes was brighter than the starlight.

Qin Beimo subconsciously opened the car door and got out of the car and walked towards her. The tall and Ying-ting figure stood against the stars and moonlight like a god. Only then did Mo Xiner see clearly this man who appeared in time like a god.

Her facial features are profound and three-dimensional, and she is extremely handsome. She has never seen such a beautiful man. She is hundreds or thousands of times better than the male protagonist in the comics.

Mo Xin'er watched the man gradually approaching her. Is he going to save her?

She wanted to say thank you very much, but when her perfect face was close to her, her eyes turned black and she completely lost consciousness.
Chapter completed!