The door was pushed open, and Luo Mo's figure staggered into the wing room and fell to the ground. Su Jingci screamed in fear. When the maid heard the sound, she rushed over quickly, but Su Jingci sternly told them to guard outside and not come in.

Luo Mo looked at the panic and disgust in her eyes, and then he truly realized that he was out of the blue.

Su Jingci did not help him, nor did he ask why he was covered in blood, but just yelled at him impatiently.

"What's wrong with you? Did this matter be ruined?"

"What does this mean to be a mess?"

Luo Mo's eyes were full of mockery, he was going to propose a marriage proposal. Isn't the one she was Su Jingci? Why did she seem to know nothing and care about it at all? Su Jingci seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, his face pale, and he simply gave up and said coldly.

"Yes, I've plotted against you, but all this was voluntary."

"I just hate her. I want to kill her. I have been defeated by her many times. What kind of ability does she have to get everything. Look at her life now and how glorious she lives, why should I live like this?"

Luo Mo raised his hand to wipe off the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, raised his head and smiled mockingly, and laughed ridiculously, and the blood in his mouth spit out again. Su Li's subordinates took a heavy move, as if venting his anger for his master. He was afraid that he would have a pound of blood.

Now that I am so weak that even a child can kill him!

Su Jingci was out of control of his emotions and kept saying all kinds of unpleasant words, even cursing Su Li and Su Yue. Luo Mo stood up slowly while holding the chair, walked to Su Jingci, raised his hand and slapped her on the face, making Su Jingci's whole body fly out, and fell to her eyes and turned black. It took her a long time to get up.

In just a moment, her face was swollen like a bun. She turned her head and stared at Luo Mo angrily, lifted a stool and smashed it at Luo Mo. Luo Mo had no strength to resist any longer and fell down.

Seeing that Su Jingci was not like a human or a ghost, Luo Mo's eyes were cold.

"When you do those bad things, why don't you think about why you are not doing well? When you design to frame others, why don't you think about why others have to bear those harms? Su Jingci, who can you blame yourself for your life like this?"

"You're talking nonsense..."

Su Jingci was so excited that he shaved Luo Mo's face with his ten fingers. As Luo Mo screamed, eight deep and long blood marks appeared on his face. He knew that his face might be useless.

A wry smile spread in his heart, and despair continued to flow into his heart. He knew that he could not escape, and the secret guards were guarding outside, so he could not escape.

In the midst of blood and tears, a dagger with a cold light appeared vaguely in front of him. Luo Mo opened his eyes wide with difficulty, thinking that his dignified nine-foot man would die at the hands of a weak woman.

Su Jingci's ugly face fell into his eyes at this moment, with a ferocious expression, holding the dagger's hand tightly, and the cruelty she was when she stabbed it down.
Chapter completed!