Not only did she fail to kill Lu Chaoyang, but she was killed because of her lack of ability!

After crying for a while, Mo Ning smeared a face, and the emotions miraculously calmed down.

She looked down and looked at Moss's horrible and distorted face, forcibly pressing the colic in her heart, slowly raising her hand and closing her eyes.

"Mom, you can rest assured."

The sound of a word and a word is light, but it is full of hatred that cannot be turned away.

Her hand rubbed the cheek of Mossan.

"Lu Chaoyang will definitely die, and Huo Yunqi, as long as it is a Huo family, will die! No matter what price I pay, I will avenge you!"

Her eyes are more than an unprecedented killing, and a heart is even more chilling and terrible.

"Soon, I will let Lu Chaoyang come with you soon."

Moin gently put the ink on the floor, then gave her a deep look, tearful eyes with a trace of disappointment, and then walked out of the sundries.

From the basement warehouse, she took out some gasoline and diesel, sprinkled evenly inside the villa, then returned to the utility room, holding the hand of Mossan's cold ice.

"I won't let anyone take you away."

Let it all be ashes.

"When I come back next time, I will definitely bring good news as a sacrifice to you."

Moin went to the door and pulled out a lighter.

Hey, a bunch of flames swayed.

Moin took a deep breath, and in the next second, her hand was loose, the lighter landed leisurely, and the fire hit the layer of gasoline on the ground, and it immediately ignited a raging fire.

The flames rolled up the furniture in the utility room and finally rolled up the body of Moshan.

Under the illumination of the fire, it illuminates a strange smile on her mouth.

And the sorrowful Mo Ning did not notice this small difference from beginning to end.

The fire spread rapidly, and the villa was gradually burned out in a burning sound.

Moining stood not far away, looking at the sky that was reflected by the fire.

"wait for me."

Lu Chaoyang, Huo Yunwei!

We are not in a position!

Although Mo Ning would like to stay a little longer, she knew that someone would come over because of the fire here.

She had to drag a heavy footstep and slowly left here one step at a time.

Walking along a remote path, aimlessly, like a walking dead with a lost soul, no direction, hehe.

Suddenly, a car braked and stopped at her side.

"Minning!"

The familiar male voice with a hint of relief.

"..."

Moin did not seem to hear it. He walked subconsciously, but did not want to trip down a stone under his feet and suddenly fell down.

And she did not mean to balance the body, let herself fall.

At this time, an arm stretched out of thin air, holding her waist firmly.

Then she fell to a embrace of light tobacco.

"Are you stupid?"

The unpleasant scream of the man rang, but soon he found that Moining was not right.

"Minning?" Yansi looked down at the year.

Seeing her full of blood, it is impossible to tell whether it is her or someone else.

The face was pale and there was no blood in the face. A pair of sly peach eyes were like the pearl of the dust, and no longer the glory of the past, only the dead.

As soon as she saw her wolverine and bruises, she felt a raging fire.