Nie Shao's runaway ex-wife

When An Ran felt the murderous aura and chill coming, she subconsciously raised her arms to block it.

"Ding..." the wide silver bracelet on the left wrist happened to block the needle, and Bai Shiwei missed it.

An Ran woke up with a start, and quickly backed away.

In the torrential rain, dusk gradually fell.

The street lamps in the cemetery were lit up one after another, but they couldn't dispel the darkness, on the contrary, it added a bit of eerie meaning.

Bai Shiwei, who was drenched all over, was like a terrible ghost under the light, and rushed towards her again like a shadow.

"Don't you want to prove your love for him? Don't you miss him! Why are you reluctant when I send you down to accompany him! After all, you are still greedy for life and afraid of death, and you still don't love him enough!" Bai Shiwei yelled frantically, Holding up the needle in his hand to attack An Ran.

An Ran circled around the tomb, avoiding Bai Shiwei's crazy pursuit.The cold rain poured on her face, slowly waking her up.

"I want to live or die, do I love Nie Qingyu or don't love Nie Qingyu, whether I want to accompany him, what does it matter to you? Do you have the right to decide my life or death..." An Ran took off the bracelet on her left wrist. The silver bracelet was broken with both hands.The bracelet instantly turned into a sharp machete.

She held the handle of the knife in her hand to resist the needle in Bai Shiwei's hand.

Bai Shiwei was taken aback, she didn't expect An Ran to carry a self-defense blade with her, which was beyond her expectation.

"I've been kept in the dark for more than three years. I failed him by mistake! I was at fault, but I couldn't help myself! What about you, bragging about your childhood sweetheart and being in the right family? Did you just abandon him at a whim? It's that bitch who deserves death!" An Ran held up the scimitar and bravely defended herself. "If you want to die, you will die! Why don't you die! You still have the face to stand on the commanding heights and kidnap me morally!"

Bai Shiwei saw that An Ran had already struggled out of the painful collapse, it was obviously impossible for her to brainwash her again!A venomous gleam of annoyance flashed across her beautiful eyes.She didn't expect An Ran to look at Wen Jing's slenderness and seem to be easy to control, but she didn't expect her psychological quality to be so strong.

If she knew that Huo Yan and Yue Jianguo, two top hypnotist masters in the country, had failed in front of An Ran one after another, one failed in hypnosis and the other in brainwashing, she would not be upset anymore.

No matter how powerful her pua is, she can't compare to a professional psychologist.

An Ran is born with a tough personality, and it is difficult for anyone to change the solidified concepts in her mind, unless she is willing to accept the change by herself.It is extremely difficult to brainwash her.

"Sophistry! You just don't love her enough!" Bai Shiwei attacked An Ran several times but was defeated.It was even more unexpected to her that An Ran knew how to self-defense for women.

Bai Shiwei has also learned close combat, but after all, she has not studied it further.Her flamboyant fists and embroidered legs are about the same as An Ran's, but the needle in her hand is far inferior to the sharp machete in An Ran's hand.

Ah Hao had specially trained An Ran to defend himself with a machete, a simple move but extremely practical.Maybe it's vulnerable to a master, but it's more than enough to deal with Bai Shiwei, who is also half a bottle of jealousy.

"I don't need to prove to you whether I love him or not!" The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and An Ran's mind became more and more clear. "What are you! When Qingyu needed you the most, you stabbed him backhandedly. After he passed away, you ran in front of me pretending to be the judge. Are you worthy of judging me! It makes me sick !"

An Ran swung her blade and scratched Bai Shiwei's palm.

"Ah!" Bai Shiwei screamed, subconsciously let go of her hand, and the needle tube slipped down.

The sharp needle just pierced her bare instep, piercing the flesh directly, and blood flowed out.

"Ah!" Bai Shiwei yelled again, this time out of fear.She knew very well what was in the needle tube, even a scratch on the oily skin would be unimaginable, let alone blood.

She stomped her feet desperately, but the tiny needle stuck into the flesh couldn't be shaken off no matter what.

Suddenly, Bai Shiwei gave up struggling.She bent down slowly, stretched out her trembling hand that was still bleeding, and pulled out the needle stuck on the instep.

Beads of blood gushed from the pinholes on the back of her feet, and were soon diluted by the rain.But she knew that there were some things that the rain couldn't wash away at all, for example—viruses!

Bai Shiwei's hand was also scratched by An Ran's scimitar, there was a long bloody gash, even if the rain watered it, it still couldn't stop the blood.

But she didn't seem to feel the pain, and that beautiful face was covered with a layer of dead gray, like an evil spirit crawling out of hell.

An Ran backed away subconsciously until the opponent rushed over again, she quickly raised her scimitar to fight.

Bai Shiwei blocked An Ran's scimitar with her uninjured hand, but her injured hand held the needle tightly and pierced An Ran's flesh.

Even at the risk of being pierced by a scimitar, she still wanted to plunge the needle into An Ran's flesh.

If you want to die, let's die together!

After all, An Ran lacked actual combat experience, facing Bai Shiwei's desperate way of dying together, she didn't know how to deal with it.

When Bai Shiwei grabbed the scimitar in An Ran's hand with her left hand, blood gushed out immediately.But she didn't seem to feel any pain, the needle in her right hand pierced An Ran fiercely.

Suddenly, a ghostly shadow appeared between the two women who were fighting close to each other, and in time caught Bai Shiwei's hand that was pricking An Ran, and at the same time snatched the deadly needle.

"Ah!" Bai Shiwei didn't see who that person was at all, and was kicked away.

"Boom!" She flew more than three meters horizontally, and fell hard on her back on the hard ground, almost fainting on the spot.

"Ahao!" An Ran recognized that the man in front of her was Ahao, she couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, her body shook and almost fell down.

Ah Hao held the deadly needle in one hand, and pulled An Ran into his arms with the other. "Have you ever been stabbed by a needle?"

Once An Ran's highly tense nerves relaxed, she couldn't hear what Ah Hao was saying in the pouring rain.She muttered to herself: "I didn't betray him...I didn't change my mind...never..."

Ah Hao turned around, the light from the street lamp was shining on the tomb next to him, his eyes stayed on Nie Qingyu's photo, he couldn't help but wonder: "Why is there his tomb here..."

Obviously, he was also surprised and puzzled when he saw Nie Qingyu's tomb.

The scimitar in An Ran's hand had slipped from her loosened fingers, "Ding" fell in front of the tombstone, bounced a few times, and the tip of the knife just pointed in the direction of the tombstone.

Her dazed eyes suddenly became clear, she hastily pushed Ah Hao away, and leaned over to pick up the scimitar.

You can't let the scimitar point at Nie Qingyu, and you can't hurt him at all...

"Ba..." She closed the scimitar and turned it back into a bracelet, but didn't put it back on her wrist.

"Plop!" An Ran knelt down in front of the tombstone, looking at the gentle man in the photo, she finally burst into tears.

"Calm down!" Ahao crouched down, carefully placed the needle next to the tombstone, and reminded the distraught woman: "This is not Nie Qingyu's tomb, he was not buried here!"

"You still want to lie to me!" An Ran didn't want to get angry with Ah Hao, but she was in an extremely bad mood right now, and she couldn't control her bad temper anymore. "He wasn't buried here, could it be you who was buried in it?! You are as bad as him! Deceive me! Imprison me! Confuse me! If you two hadn't stopped the destruction, I would have found him long ago, and I wouldn't have let him go Let him fend for himself...I hate you, I hate Nie Canghao!..."

"Oh, who else do you hate?" A familiar yet unfamiliar cold voice suddenly sounded behind An Ran.

An Ran's heart skipped a beat, she suddenly turned around and looked up, and saw Nie Canghao standing behind her holding a black umbrella.

The man's body is tall and strong, and he still stands upright even in the heavy rain.

He has the same handsome face without casting as the owner of the tombstone, but his black eyes are like unsheathed sharp knives, which makes people dare not touch them.

At this moment, he was staring coldly at the woman kneeling in front of the tombstone crying with eyes that were more gloomy and cold than Rainy Night, as if he was thinking about how to make her suffer more.

"It's you..." An Ran shuddered all over, she didn't know whether it was the coldness she couldn't help, or the shock of his long-term lust.She hugged the tombstone tightly, as if drawing courage and energy from the cold stone.

She confronted his terrifying gaze and bravely did not back down.Her cold trembling lips moved, and she spit out resentful words: "It's because of you that I missed the last time with him. You liar! Counterfeit! High imitation! I will never forgive your deception !I hate you!"

Ah Hao couldn't help but stop him, "Don't be presumptuous!"

"Shut up." Nie Canghao stopped Ahao coldly, but his dark eyes never left An Ran's wet, pale face for a moment. "Let her continue to scold, I want to hear how much resentment she has accumulated against me!"

An Ran showed a self-defeating sneer, and only responded: "Calling you makes my mouth dirty! Please go away! You have already taken everything that belonged to him, please don't dirty the only thing left in this world. A place that really belongs to him!"

Nie Canghao narrowed his icy eyes that were flickering with cold light, and he smiled back in anger. "Ahao, immediately call someone over to dismantle this thing!"

An Ran couldn't believe her ears, she subconsciously opened her arms to protect Nie Qingyu's tomb, and hissed: "What on earth are you trying to do! He is your own brother! You actually want to tear down his tomb... You inhuman lunatic!"

The smile on Nie Canghao's lips became deeper and deeper, but his icy black eyes were piercingly cold, and his clear voice was like the demon Satan of hell in this rainy night: "You said I was crazy, I'll show you crazy!"