Chapter 539: Will his wife be in pain?

Chapter 539 The Wife Is Dead, Will He Pain
Wenqing couldn't help worrying when she heard this.
From the moment Ye Wanluo spoke, Huo Huai En, who was lying behind her, has been shaking his head to Wen Qing.
The chin kept picking in the direction of the entrance.
That...it seemed to be reminding her.
Wenqing said to Ye Wanluo: "Ye Wanluo, I know you hate me, but Huai'en is still young, and she has done nothing wrong. Since it is the problem between me and you and Ting Shen, we should leave it to us. Solve it by yourself, instead of pulling Wynne to cushion his back."
"Oh, it's late," Ye Wanluo shook his head: "From the day she knew what I did, she was destined not to be on my side."
"You killed her two favorite brothers, and you still expect her to stand by your side? You are whimsical." Warm and fierce: "Moreover, it is indeed you who did it wrong, even if your heart is not at peace. You are not qualified to sacrifice the lives of others."
"They never considered me from my standpoint, so why should I be kind to them? They deserve to die."
"Then you deserve to die," Wenqing was angry, and pointed at her: "Ye Wanluo, don't pretend to be here, since you lied to me, you must be uneasy. Let's talk about what you want to do."
"Why don't I let the sister-in-law you most want to save tell you?"
She stepped back two steps, came to Huowaien's side, and tore off the cloth from her mouth.
Huo Huaien tried his best to shout: "Sansao, hurry up, she is going to burn this place, and she wants the two of us to bury her."
Warmth was taken aback, burned?
After Huohuaian finished speaking, Ye Wanluo took out the lighter from his pocket.
She turned on the lighter and looked around warmly. There was no combustible material here. .
Just thinking about it, Ye Wanluo found a piece of cloth that burns easily from the other side of his pocket, lit the cloth and threw it downstairs.
Huoweien yelled: "She poured a lot of gasoline downstairs, we will all die, you go."
At this moment, the weeds downstairs, with the help of gasoline, had already begun to burn.
Staring at Ye Wanluo warmly, even if she is dead, she will pull herself and Huai'en back, right?
This vicious woman.
She ran towards Ye Wanluo.
But Ye Wanluo pulled the rope in his hand.
Warmth stopped immediately.
Ye Wanluo laughed and said, "You said, "Will Huo Tingshen suffer when my favorite wife and sister died together? Yes, he will definitely. How could he not be in pain, he loves you so much."
Speaking of this matter, Ye Wanluo suddenly felt aggrieved.
"He is a liar, he clearly fell in love with me first, but why..."
Huoweien turned around vigorously.
Seeing her movements, Wen Qing did not stop.
The fire downstairs has grown stronger, and the surrounding air is also a little scorching.
Feeling Huo Huaian’s movements, when Ye Wanluo was about to watch, the warmth immediately diverted her attention and shouted:
Ye Wanluo, you say you love Huo Tingshen, you are lying, if you really love him, yes You don’t want to see him in pain, you are obviously selfish."
"He hurt me first, time and time again. I endured it for a long time. He did the wrong thing first."
"You married someone else first. If you don't do anything wrong from the beginning, Huo Tingchi will not seize your handle and you will not be threatened. It is your fault."
Wenqing deliberately raised her voice loudly to distract Ye Wanluo's attention.
When Huo Huaien turned to Ye Wanluo and soon kicked her, there was a lot of movement at the entrance. It was the sound of someone stepping upstairs on the iron steps.
Ye Wanluo looked at the entrance, and when she saw the people coming, she couldn't help but laugh, and then looked at Wenqing ironically.
"Oh, I didn't expect that you still care about your old love. At such a dangerous time, you didn't find Huo Tingshen, but you found your old lover."
Wenqing heard this and looked back, it turned out to be Gao Moran.
How could he find here?
Could it be that he has been following himself?
Gao Moran hurried to Wenqing's side: "Xiaoqing, are you okay?"
This is the first word Gao Moran said to her in the past two years.
Wenqing has no time to ask why he is here.
Because at this moment, Huo Huai En on the ground was bending his legs hard and kicking Ye Wanluo's ankle hard.
If it were normal strength, Ye Wanluo would definitely fall.
But now, Huo Huai En was injured, so even if she tried her best, it just made Ye Wanluo stagger.
At that moment, Wenqing saw the opportunity and quickly rushed towards Ye Wanluo.
The two fell to the ground together.
Warmly roared: "Gao Moran, save people."
Ye Wanluo didn't give up, although his body was restrained by warmth, but his hand was pulling the rope that she had been pulling in her palm.
Because the rope was tightened, Huoweien's body was rolled inertially on the ground.
Seeing Huo Huai'en getting closer and closer to the edge, Wenqing turned around and stared at Gao Moran, who was stunned, and shouted: "Save people."
Gao Moran reacted and rushed towards Huo Huai En.
Wenqing was also beaten by Ye Wanluo because of a momentary distraction.
Ye Wanluo turned over and overwhelmed her warmth.
Turning his head warmly, he was relieved to see that Gao Moran had pulled Huo Huai En up.
Gao Moran forcefully pulled the rope that had been in Ye Wanluo's hand and pulled it out.
Warmly shouted: "Gao Moran, take Wyan away quickly."
"No, how about you..."
"If you don't go anymore, no one will be able to go. Wyan will beg you, hurry up."
Gao Moran didn't intend to listen to the warmth.
He untied Huo Huai En, put it on the ground, turned around and walked quickly towards Ye Wanluo.
Seeing Gao Moran stepping forward, Ye Wanluo knew that she couldn't compete with two people, so she quickly pulled out a knife that had been stuck underneath from the chair she was sitting on, and pressed it to the tender neck.
"do not come."
Upon seeing this, Gao Moran immediately stopped.
Ye Wanluo got up and pulled warmth up.
She held Wen Qing tightly with one hand, and put the knife against Wen Qing's neck with the other.
Because of the threat of the knife, Wen Qing was unable to move.
Gao Moran stopped and raised his hands: "Don't be impulsive, Miss Ye."
"Impulsive? Yes, I was impulsive, but you didn't force me?" Ye Wanluo gritted his teeth, turned his head and stared at the warm side face: "Wenqing, I said, you are not allowed to find help, but you brought me Came Gao Moran?"
Wenqing looked at Gao Moran, she was looking for a helper, but that helper was definitely not Gao Moran.
She really didn't know how Gao Moran found here.
Before she could speak, a voice came from the stairs.
This time, the person who rushed up from below was the real helper that Wen Qing found.
Huo Tingshen is here.