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Chapter 455 Mother Kills Son

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    Liu Wensan's hand also shook, and the smoke fell directly to the ground.

    He had an ugly expression on his face, and he grasped the Guillotine Knife in his hand, looking back at the courtyard door vigilantly.

    "Sixteen, this bloody monster is really unbelievable!" He moved neatly and kicked open the courtyard door.

    My forehead was also full of sweat, and I quickly followed Liu Wensan into the yard.

    The screams and the crying of the baby, but only for a moment, have disappeared.

    Quiet, so quiet that the sound of heartbeat and breathing became a noise in my ears.

    With the tightly closed doors and windows, it was extremely depressing.

    The courtyard was even more filled with white mist, and there was a bit of blood in the white mist.

    Moonlight can't penetrate it either.

    "Uncle Wen, be careful, you walk behind me." I just finished saying this, and in the blink of an eye, I suddenly saw a woman in front of the house.

    Isn't that exactly Miao Jing?

    However, at this moment, Miao Jing has exquisite makeup, charming eyes like silk, and her clothes are also clean and tidy.

    Where is the fierce look of blood?

    The position of the abdomen is also flat, and there are no signs of pregnancy.

    Liu Wensan's footsteps did not stop, as if he didn't see it, he was still fast.

    At the same time, he said in a deep voice: "Sixteen, don't underestimate your Third Uncle Wen, those bloody ghosts with hair are much more vicious than this woman!" I also quickened my pace and grabbed Liu Wensan's shoulder.

    There was more sweat on his forehead, and large drops rolled down from the side of his face.

    After pulling Liu Wensan back, he looked surprised, and asked me what happened, why I stopped again, and hurried to see the merchant, maybe he could save his life.

    I'm sure, Liu Wensan didn't see Miao Jing at the door.

    At this moment, the fog is even thicker, and I even feel like I can't see my fingers.

    A drop of sweat got into my eyes, it was so sore and uncomfortable, I didn't dare to close my eyes.

    Fortunately, this only lasted for a moment, and the fog dissipated.

    Liu Wensan is still asking me, what happened?

    Miao Jing in front of the door has disappeared.

    I said hoarsely: "Uncle Wen, didn't you see it just now? She's at the door."

    Liu Wensan frowned, his complexion sank, and he replied unnaturally: "The door? The door has never been opened. Sixteen, is it because you are blind, or is Uncle Wen not good at tricks?"

    "However, Third Uncle Wen thinks that his eyes can see clearly."

    My heart froze.

    Just at this moment, the door suddenly opened.

    Amidst the creaking sound, the merchant actually came out.

    His face was so pale that he had no blood at all, like a walking dead.

    He was crying, with tears all over his face, but he didn't make a sound.

    Tears were streaming down my face, and the silent sorrow reached the extreme.

    And his hands and sleeves were stained with scarlet and filthy blood.

    After walking in front of us, the merchant's body shook, and he knelt down with a bang, and then burst into tears.

    "What the hell are you doing" Liu Wensan's tone was unpleasant, and he gave me a look.

    The merchant is fine, which made me breathe a sigh of relief, but I also want to know what the hell this is.

    If the womb cried, it must have been born. What about the womb and Miao Jing?

    I walked quickly into the room.

    The bloody smell coming from my nostrils almost made me sick.

    The scene in front of me shocked me even more.

    Miao Jing's body, kneeling on the bed, the blood should have drained, and the entire quilt was black and red.

    She also has blood-red fluff all over her body, and these fluffs are turning blue.

    One of her hands was pressed on the bed, pinching a baby who was slightly shorter than her forearm.

    The baby's neck was tilted to one side, obviously broken.

    However, his eyes are wide open, isn't it just three white eyes?

    However, it is still a baby, and it can be seen that the nose is fat and the lips are thick and without corners.

    It really looks like Miao Jinglun!

    It wasn't just Miao Jing's hand that was pinching the baby.

    A blood-stained umbilical cord, connected to something purple and red, was tightly wrapped around the baby's neck.

    It can be clearly seen that it has bred half of the blood-colored fluff, but it has been terminated.

    The negative fetus was born, but Miao Jing killed it.??it?

    I walked closer and carefully put my fingers on Miao Jing's nose, only to find that she had already died.

    "Mother kills son? What's going on?" Liu Wensan was even more astonished.

    I was silent and stared at Miao Jing for a long time. Even though she was dying, I could still see emotion, calmness, relief, and a bit of remorse from her face.

    There seemed to be a series of footprints on the ground, but only half of them.

    "A negative fetus was indeed born, and the reason is not yet known."

    "This negative pregnancy will be very vicious. The merchant is not his father, so he will definitely kill people. Miao Jing loves the merchant to the bottom of his heart. She still hates this negative fetus."

    "A child who doesn't belong to the one she loves will kill the man she loves."

    "She herself is very emotional at the moment, and it's not surprising that she killed a pregnant woman."

    This is also my guess, but I think it should be similar to what I expected.

    I'm afraid it has something to do with my inciting Miao Jing with my words just now.

    Thinking of the hallucination of the previous moment, I finally recalled when I had seen a similar scene.

    When I read the obituary before the Yangjiang ancestral hall, didn¡¯t I see hundreds of people leave the mourning hall where they lay at the same time?

    But that was only seen by me, like a hallucination.

    After that, Heisha, who was supposed to be making trouble, stopped making trouble, and was safely sent to the ancestral hall for worship.

    I am afraid that the moment when Miao Jing died was the moment when I saw her walk out just now.

    For her, this is complete relief.

    She let the merchant go and chose self-punishment, which is also self-salvation, and also reduced the troubles of Liu Wensan and me.

    I looked at the red and blue fluff with lingering fear in my heart, and I didn't dare to think about it.

    While thinking, I didn't continue talking.

    Liu Wensan lit a cigarette and asked me what I should do.

    I took a long breath and said, "Buried Miao Jing and cremated the womb. She doesn't want this child. This child is also an unethical deformity. He was born with a blood demon, so we can avoid any troubles in the future."

    As soon as I finished speaking, Miao Jing's body on the bed suddenly fell to the side.

    Turning his head to look at the merchant, he had already stood up from the ground, and instead of crying, he walked towards another room.

    Not long after, he dragged out a stretcher cart from the opposite warehouse, and it turned out to be a copper coffin.

    The merchant bowed to me again, begging me with a hoarse voice to bury Miao Jing in this copper coffin, and to choose a good burial place for her to reincarnate peacefully.

    I nodded and did not refuse.

    At this moment my cell phone rang again.

    It was Feng Qu who called. As soon as I connected, I heard that Feng Qu said that it was not good. Miao Jinglun just passed away (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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