Chapter 125 1.125 Siege 2

The carriage did not stop, and Qiao Wenjuan's mood at this time could only be described as "exploding".

The grievances, resentment and hatred in my heart have almost reached their peak, and they are about to overflow!

These people really didn't wait for her? She was so cruel, she threw her directly to the corpse puppet group, and didn't care about her life or death!

Speaking of which, if Qiao Mu had not allowed her to be bitten by poisonous squirrels before, and watched her so unlucky not to interfere, would she leave the crowd in a rage and go to the depths of the woods alone?

Qiao Zhongbang's guess was not wrong at all.

After Qiao Wenjuan left angrily, she was tired from wandering in the woods for a long time, so she sat down and wanted to rest for a while, but she fell asleep in a daze.

She was awakened by suffocation and suffocation. When she opened her eyes, she saw a magnified rotten face in front of her, and she was so frightened that she almost fainted.

She didn't know where the energy came from, and pushed away the corpse puppet that was pinching her neck, and then looked closely, and there were hundreds of slow-moving corpse puppets approaching her position.

When she ran all the way back to where the carriage was parked, she didn't expect that her relatives would turn around and leave indifferently!

Qiao Wenjuan was madly chasing the carriage. She never knew that the speed she burst out in an instant could one day surpass the carriage!

In the car, Wei Ziqin grabbed Qiao Mu's little hand nervously, "Qiao Qiao, she's catching up!"

"Don't worry." Qiao Mu glanced coldly at Qiao Wenjuan who was chasing frantically. Her little patience was completely wiped out by this woman.

"Stay here." Qiao Mu ordered, then turned sideways out of the carriage, squatted on the roof and squinted at Qiao Wenjuan, who was running out of breath.

Qiao Wenjuan bit her cheeks tightly, her face was blue and purple, and when she was three or four steps away from the carriage, she suddenly rushed forward without hesitation, and hung directly on Uncle Qiao's body.

Uncle Qiao was caught off guard and was almost thrown out of the car by the force of her impact. Fortunately, he buckled the reins, trying to control the horse and having to deal with the mad Qiao Wenjuan.

"Wenjuan, what are you doing? Get into the carriage." Qiao Zhongbang roared anxiously as he rode his horse and followed the carriage.

Qiao Mu raised his wrist "Chi Chi" and let out two arrows, and shot the corpse puppets that were running at the head with their necks.

"Juan'er." The old lady trembled with both hands to lift the curtain. Due to the bumpy carriage, she was thrown backwards before the curtain was lifted.

Wei Ziqin reached out and touched the old lady, "Mother, sit down and don't move."

"Go away!" the old lady yelled angrily. "You gangsters, leave me Juan'er and run alone! Help her in soon."

Qiao Mu suddenly jumped off the roof and hit Qiao Wenjuan's back with an elbow, "Get off."

"Ah!" Qiao Wenjuan hugged Qiao Zhongxing tightly, and turned back to stare at Qiao Mu until sparks would pop out of her eyes.

"You dead girl who has lost her conscience! You can't die!" Qiao Wenjuan screamed sharply.

Unexpectedly, looking back, the little girl's eyes were locked on her like a vortex of reincarnation, rippling in circles, and there was an indescribable strangeness in Hessen.

"You're right! I've had to die once, and this time, I won't give anyone another chance like this!" Qiao Mu kicked Qiao Wenjuan's head, "Go away!"

Qiao Wenjuan screamed.

Madam Qiao was in a hurry when she saw this, she leaned out of the carriage and stepped forward to pull Qiao Mu's arm.