After the divorce, he regretted his ex-husband too much

Qiao Ran looked up, and saw two men in armor walking in with a dirty man, followed by Song Wanrou in black.

Song Wanrou, who was dressed in black and had a green snake coiled around her head, looked more like the terrifying old Montenegro demon.

The iron door opened, and two armored men pushed the stained man to Qiao Ran.

Although the man's face was covered with mud, he couldn't see his face clearly, but seeing his familiar figure, Qiao Ran's heart suddenly tightened.

"He, he is Wen Shimo?" Qiao Ran looked at Song Wanrou and asked in a trembling voice.

"For you, he disobeyed the general's order and came to you all night. Now you believe that he really loves you?" Song Wanrou sneered triumphantly.

He broke through all night for her?

Looking at Wen Shimo, who had always been noble and distinguished like a prince, looking extremely embarrassed at this moment, Qiao Ran felt his heart ache like being cut by a knife.

Qiao Ran picked up Wen Shimo's dirty muddy hands to feel his pulse, and found that his pulse was disordered, his heart rhythm was extremely weak, and he was so dying that he seemed to be holding his last breath.

"Don't you want to tame him to be your money-making puppet? Are you not afraid of his death if you hurt him so badly?" Qiao Ran looked at Song Wanrou and asked angrily.

"It's easier to tame him when he's half dead." Song Wanrou said with a wicked smile.

To tame when a person is half dead, sounds extremely cruel.

No wonder Song Wanrou became so terrifying, so cruel that she even killed her own siblings easily.

"You should really want to see how to tame a noble and proud man into a doll that I can manipulate?" Song Wanrou said and glanced at the people behind him.

The subordinate standing behind her understood, and immediately flushed Wen Shimo with water from the hose in his hand.

The water squeezed out of the high-pressure water pipe quickly washed away the stains on Wen Shimo's body, revealing Wen Shimo's pale face.

After a while, Wen Shimo slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at Qiao Ran's worried eyes, he forced a faint smile.

"Qiao Ran, how are you? Did they hurt you?" Wen Shimo asked weakly.

"They didn't hurt me. Didn't I tell General Jiang not to disobey the general's order? Why didn't you listen to General Jiang? Do you want to die that much?" Qiao Ran asked angrily.

"I've done too many sorry things and hurt you too much before. I'm afraid that if I don't come, I won't have the chance to say sorry to you face to face."

Wen Shimo looked at Qiao Ran sincerely: "Qiao Ran, I already know the truth about Wan Qing's death, and I sincerely apologize to you for the things I did to hurt you in the past."

Finally heard his apology, but Qiao Ran was not happy at all.

She didn't want to hear sorry when his life was dying.

She wanted him to live well and spend every day in guilt.

"If an apology is useful, why do you need the police? You have done so many things to hurt me because of Song Wanqing, and I will never forgive you."

Qiao Ran said these words on purpose.

His body is too weak, and her indifferent attitude may make his desire to survive a little stronger.

Although Song Wanrou said that if he was to be tamed, his life would not be in danger, but Qiao Ran was still afraid that he would not be able to survive.

"I didn't want you to forgive me, I just wanted to say sorry to you in front of you." Wen Shimo said calmly, hiding the disappointment in his eyes.

Qiao Ran didn't respond to Wen Shimo's words, but looked at Song Wanrou with cold eyes: "Wen Shimo suddenly realized his conscience and apologized to me, so you admit that you killed Song Wanqing?"

"That's right, I admit it, not only did I kill Song Wanqing, but I also killed Zhang Qianqian, Yu Xiaohuan, and Song Yuyuan, and then put the blame on you, oh yes, and that Lin Xiao, I was the one who killed you with a different technique, and made Wen Shimo hate you." Song Wanrou said proudly.

"You are simply too insane and vicious. Song Wanqing and Song Yuyuan are your own brothers and sisters. How could you do such vicious things as killing your siblings?" Qiao Ran accused angrily.

"It's their own fault, they were all born of the same mother, why should they enjoy the glory and wealth, but I have to learn some nonsense magic in a dark and damp cave in another country?

I have suffered so much, and letting them die so happily is already the greatest kindness to them. "Song Wanrou roared ferociously.

"Human life is as lowly as those poisonous insects in your eyes. You shouldn't just kill these few people, right?" Qiao Ran asked coldly.

"Of course, I can't even count the lives lost in my hands. Just a few months ago, when I selected children, ten babies failed the test and all died young."

When talking about those babies, the vicious light in Song Wanrou's eyes became even more excited, as if looking at those tortured babies, she saw the torment she endured when she was a baby, and she finally regained some balance in her heart.

Seeing Song Wanrou's excited bloodthirsty evil smile, Qiao Ran felt extremely heartbroken.

Behind ten babies are ten miserable families.

How heartbroken should the fathers of those kidnapped children be?

This sad and hateful strange art is really harmful.

She must wipe out this cruel shit.

"It's really vicious enough, is there anything more vicious?" Qiao Ran's voice was extremely cold, like a hell Shura, with the indifference of killing all viciousness and evil in the world.

Song Wanrou was frightened by the cold air on Qiao Ran's body, her heart constricted suddenly. After thinking about it, Qiao Ran was already defeated by her men, and his life was not long, so why should she be afraid of Qiao Ran?

"Compared to other murder cases, I think you should care more about Song Wanqing. After all, it was Song Wanqing who caused you to be ignored by this man for three years. Do you know why Song Wanqing got into a car accident on her wedding day?"

Qiao Ran looked at Song Wanrou like an idiot: "You have killed everyone with your own hands, so do you still need to ask such a ridiculous question?"

With the abilities of Qiao Ran and Wen Shimo, they couldn't find out who caused Song Wanqing's car accident. Besides Song Wanrou, a witch who can control insects with drugs, who else could do it?

"Haha, that's right, I did it, but it's a pity that until she died, Song Wanqing thought that Xu Kexin was the one who caused her car accident, and tricked Xu Kexin into the sea to feed the sharks.

I thought she had avenged herself for being in a coma for three years, she was so stupid, I didn't even think about it, I was tortured every day, how could I let her marry a Prince Charming that all the women in the city wanted to marry? "Song Wanrou sneered.

"Listen to you, you took revenge on your own sister and brother because you hate learning different arts?"

"Nonsense, who would want to experience a lot of torture from birth, and after trying to survive, have to spend all day with those horrible bugs?" Song Wanrou said angrily.

"Since you hate strange arts so much, now that the truth is out, I will help you escape this painful life!" Qiao Ran's clear eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

"Relief?" After thinking through Qiao Ran's words, Song Wanrou's face was full of mocking and disdainful evil smiles: "Hahaha, you, a dying person who has been affected by the dragon and phoenix locust technique, still want to kill..."

Before she could say the following words, Song Wanrou felt something stab her heart hard.

Song Wanrou lowered her head and saw the golden hairpin that Qiao Ran was wearing on her head a second ago stuck in her heart.

Seeing Qiao Ran kill Song Wanrou with a gold hairpin, everyone around was shocked by Qiao Ran's actions.

Especially Wen Shimo, whose handsome face was full of worry.

Qiao Ran has killed the person who set up the magic before the magic spell was unlocked, what should she do?

Why is she so impatient, even if she wants to kill Song Wanrou, she should wait for the reinforcements to arrive and they have enough confidence to negotiate with them, right?

"A little broken hairpin still wants to kill me? You're too far-fetched!" Song Wanrou pulled out the golden hairpin on her heart, and saw that the head of the hairpin was a sharp blade stained with blood.

"Plop..." With a sound, Song Wanrou fell to the ground, feeling weaker and weaker.

"I'm sorry, the blade was smeared with poison. You like to use poison to kill people. Today, I will let you taste the feeling of being poisoned to death!" Qiao Ran said coldly.