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Chapter 853 Nightmare
Xue Wanqing fell into a pool of blood, watching helplessly as Shen Xiuran picked Song Anhao up from the cold ground.

She exhausted all the remaining strength in her body and reached out to grab Shen Xiuran.

Unfortunately, Shen Xiuran kicked him in the chest before touching Shen Xiuran's trouser leg.

Xue Wanqing was kicked by Shen Xiuran and fell backwards.

The long knife rubbed against the body from the back was directly inserted into it.

"Well……"

Xue Wanqing grunted in pain, her face twisted into a ball.

Shen Xiuran looked at Xue Wanqing coldly, the coldness in his eyes seemed to freeze Xue Wanqing: "If Song Anhao and my child have anything to do, I will let the Xue family be buried with him."

After speaking, he hugged Song Anhao and left without looking back.

Xue Wanqing fell to the ground, watching Shen Xiuran leave with Song Anhao in his arms.

Tears slowly fell from the eyes.

why?
Why was Shen Xiuran so cruel to her?

Why didn't Shen Xiuran miss her at all?

why?
Just when she was almost desperate, Shen Xiuran's voice suddenly sounded: "Take her away, don't let her die easily!"

Only by slowly torturing Xue Wanqing can the hatred in his heart be relieved.

After hearing Shen Xiuran's previous words, Xue Wanqing managed to ignite a glimmer of hope.

However, after hearing her last words, hope turned into despair again.

Don't let her die easily?

What does it mean?
Could it be that he felt that giving her a knife was not enough, so he had to give her a few more?
She wanted to ask Shen Xiuran for clarification, but it was a pity that Shen Xiuran had already disappeared from her sight with Song Anhao in his arms.

Song Anhao pressed against Shen Xiuran's chest, his body temperature passed through his clothes to his cold skin, Song Anhao's hanging heart gradually fell to the ground, and his tense emotions suddenly relaxed.

She just felt dizzy, and slowly closed her eyes, and couldn't bear it any longer, and passed out in Shen Xiuran's arms.

Drowsy, she seemed to hear someone talking in her ear.

"An'an... don't sleep, don't sleep..."

"An'an, wake up..."

"An'an, what do you think? An'an..."

"An An..."

It was Shen Xiuran's voice.

He is calling her.

Song Anhao tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he couldn't open them no matter what.

After struggling for a while to no avail, he fell into the boundless darkness again.

Song Anhao walked and walked in the dark alone, walking without end.

There was no one around.

"uncle……"

"Shen Xiuran..."

"Husband, where are you? I'm so scared, husband..."

Song Anhao hooted and shouted.

However, no one responded.

fear.

Boundless fear surrounded her.

She feels so cold.

It was chilly all around, like being in hell.

"Shen Xiuran...Shen Xiuran..."

She yelled one after another.

At her call, a figure finally appeared in front of her.

She thought it was Shen Xiuran, and ran towards the figure excitedly: "Shen Xiuran, is that you? Shen Xiuran..."

The figure ran towards her quickly, and the two got closer.

Suddenly, Song Anhao realized something was wrong.

That figure was clearly much shorter than Shen Xiuran.

It's not Shen Xiuran!
Yes……

The figure approached, and the face was completely revealed.

It was Xue Wanqing.

Xue Wanqing held an ax in his hand and approached her step by step with a ferocious face.

Song Anhao's pretty face turned pale, and Xue Wanqing forced her to back away.

"What do you want to do? Don't come here..."

Xue Wanqing sneered and said, "Song Anhao, you took away Shen Xiuran and everything from me, I'm going to kill you...I want to take Shen Xiuran back..."

Song Anhao argued desperately: "Even if you kill me, Shen Xiuran won't like you..."

"As long as I kill you, no one will steal it from me...Shen Xiuran must belong to me, only Xue Wanqing..."

Saying that, Xue Wanqing held up an ax and slashed towards Song Anhao.

Song Anhao wanted to hide.

But he tripped over something and fell to the ground.

"Song Anhao, go die...you are destined to die at the hands of me, Xue Wanqing..." Xue Wanqing raised his head and laughed wildly, holding his ax high, and slashed at Song Anhao without any hesitation.

Song An was in despair.

Do not……

don't want……

She doesn't want to die.

She couldn't bear Shen Xiuran, and she couldn't bear her child...

she can't die...

"Do not……"

Song Anhao exclaimed, and opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were full of panic, his head was covered with dense sweat, his mouth was wide open, and he was panting heavily.

(End of this chapter)