Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby - Chapter 1188

Chapter 1188 Ending 2

Song Yaoya almost got on the plane with his forefoot, and Zhong Lixue followed behind him.

Of course, she was hiding from Zhong Li and Huoning Xi.

Tilia frowned. “What’s the matter? Wizard Yata said she was not.”

“This is impossible!”

As soon as the voice fell, a sharp gaze engulfed in the cold light fell on Zhong Lixue’s body. Wizard Yata’s voice seemed to be gravel, and she was destined to stare at Song Yaoyao, “I’m pretty sure, she isn’t.”

After she finished speaking, she turned around with a cane and left, “She doesn’t have what you want.”

Shaman Yata repeatedly denied it, which made Zhong Lixue take two steps backwards, the blood on his face faded. One time is wrong, then two or three times?

Now, Zhong Lixue didn’t even dare to look at Tilia’s expression.

But the chill overflowing from beside can also be felt, and Tilia is very upset.

God knows, it’s strange that Tilia is happy now!

“Are you lying to me?” She uttered a word, gritted her teeth, “Is it you, or that biaozi?!”

Song Yaoyao was sitting on the ground, without any fear of being kidnapped. As if calmly as a guest, he looked at the installations in the church.

Well, it’s too gloomy. In contrast, Noah’s church looks more serious.

However, it’s not so serious…

Under the statue of Jesus, people have died.

Zhong Lixue was speechless for a long time and could only keep shaking her head, “No, how dare I lie to you? She is really Song Yaoyao, the person Song Jingwan said in her mouth, I can also tell you 100%, it is indeed her!!”

Seeing Tilia’s expression getting more and more gloomy, Zhong Lixue quickly explained, “I have investigated after returning to China. She is indeed lucky and everything goes smoothly.”

Even known as the little koi, people who want to deal with her are out of luck before they do anything.

“You want the luck in me? Don’t you, do you believe in this kind of thing?” Song Yaoyao listened for a while, and finally couldn’t help making a sigh like that, “You don’t look like such a stupid person.”

Tilia’s complexion was sullen after being directly connoted in person.

She suddenly drew a silver pistol from her bag and loaded it neatly, aiming the black muzzle at Song Yao’s head.

Zhong Lixue looked at her, pursed her lips, and finally did not plead for Song Yaoya.

“It seems that you know, then, for you!”

The cold and hard muzzle hit Song Yaoyao’s smooth and full forehead, which immediately turned red. Song Yaoyao whimpered in pain, her eyelashes drooping, her eyes a little bit cold.

“Say!”

For a long time, Song Yaoya silently curled her lips.

“Yes, of course I know. Actually Song Jingwan was right. She didn’t lie to you, it’s just—you’re just one step late.” Song Yaoya raised her eyes. In fact, she also thought it was funny. These people would actually do it for these mysteries. Xuan kidnapped her, “What you want is really gone, because I used it and changed something.”

She didn’t think it was at the time, but her luck really became very bad for a while.

After that, she returned to normal, and it had no effect on her life except for her lack of luck.

“You’re lying!” Zhong Lixue didn’t believe it at all. “Miss Tilia, I suggest letting Wizard Yata again—”

“Enough! Wizard Yada is not lying!” She also had no reason to do so.

“But she—”

It took so long to find an opportunity, but now telling them is for nothing?

“Kill her!”

Tilia exhaled, pressed his temple, and threw the pistol directly into Zhong Lixue’s hand.

She took out the cigarette from the bag and lit it with shaking hands, and couldn’t wait to take a deep breath. It was ridiculous to pin her hopes on these witchcraft, but she was unwilling to lose to the weak mother and daughter.

At present, most of the rights of the Lankster family are firmly in the hands of the woman, and Alice is not dead! She clearly saw Alice’s body being buried in a coffin and buried underground.

The father who loved her has been put under house arrest, and the power left to her has been repeatedly disintegrated, so she can’t wait to change her life with Song Yaoyao——

In this world, only a few people will come into contact with that mysterious and mysterious thing. Shaman Yata is one of them.

The worm in Alice’s body was given by Wizard Yada.

Song Yaoya calmly raised her eyes, and Zhong Lixue realized that her pupils were very clean, as clear as glass. She peeped into her little reflection from those eyes, and Song Yaoyao smiled at her slightly, “Miss Zhong Li, do you really want to kill me?”

Tilia was angry, “Hurry up!”

Zhong Lixue’s hand holding the pistol tightened again and again, and she felt like a clown in Song Yao’s eyes. Hate came to her heart, she pulled the trigger–

“Don’t blame me, who makes my brother like you?”

“Boom—”

Tilia closed her eyes.

“Ah, is it over?”

Qing Nuo’s playful voice sounded slowly, Tilia opened her eyes quickly and turned to look over.

Zhong Lixue fell in a pool of blood, and Song Yaoyao, who was supposed to have died, sat on the spot with a smile. The blood splashed on her fair skin, like red plum blossoms in the snow, enchanting and gorgeous.

A group of people broke in, Tilia raised her hands to block her eyes, her eyes stabbed and wept.

In the backlight, Song Yaoya saw two tall, tall, god-like figures.

Step by step, walk towards her.

Song Yaoya smiled and blew his whistle, exclaiming, “Brother is so handsome~”

In the surrounding light, a red figure quickly fled towards the door in a corner of the church.

“Boom, boom, boom—”

The gunshot shook Song Yaoyao’s eardrums slightly, and she quickly said, “Don’t kill her!”

“Baby, which brother are you referring to?”

The familiar tone exploded in his ears, and Song Yao was stunned. Until someone pinched her chin and raised her head, she couldn’t recover for a long time.

She has short, clean hair, and the lenses are coated with cold light. The eyes behind the lenses are dark and dark. When he pursed his lips and lowered his face to stare at someone tightly, he would feel an invisible sense of oppression.

Unlike the introverted Huo Yunque, he is a kind of person who is open-minded and sharp as a knife, always carrying the danger that belongs to him alone.

Song Yaoyao’s voice was dry and murmured blankly, “Brother, brother?”

Huo Yunque smiled rather than smile, snatching Song Yaoyao from the man, “Brother is here.”

As soon as the voice fell, an eye knife flew over.

Song Yaoyao has mixed feelings for a while, and all kinds of emotions come to his heart. He was happy and scared, this man who was strange to everyone, Song Yaoyao couldn’t be more familiar.

They had lived under one roof for more than ten years, and Song Yaoyao had acted like a baby in his arms countless times.

The two men stood in a stalemate, and the dull Song Yaoya didn’t even notice the tension between them.

(End of this chapter)