V2.Chapter 1493

"Get out of the way! The horse is mad A crazy horse scurrying in the downtown, followed by several men dressed as slaves, chasing and shouting.

Pedestrians have to avoid, to one side.

Then there is the lake. Even if the mad horse is not caught by those people, it will fall into the lake and hurt no one.

Suddenly, a woman with ice sugar gourd in the distance cried out: "my God, my child!"

Everyone should go. The crazy horse turned a corner and ran to the cabbage stall on the other side. Next to the stall, there was a child with confused eyes.

It's too late. Unless there's an immortal to help, otherwise at the speed of crazy horse, the child will surely die. People can't help but feel sorry.

Just as they could not bear to look at the end of the child and were ready to look away, a ragged beggar with vegetable leaves in his hand rushed out and ran into the crazy horse less than ten feet away from the child.

The crowd watched as the beggar was directly kicked three feet away by the mad horse. The mad horse turned around and ran to another direction where there was no one.

People this just reacted to come over, rush to help in a hurry.

Xia Wan'er endured the pain in her chest and tried to get up, but she couldn't make any effort. She breathed and vomited a lot of blood.

She was so cold that she wanted to look up at the child. She couldn't do it. She had to lie down in the same place and was forced to feel the loss of her life.

"Thank you, thank you for saving my child!" The sound of a woman's crying came from far to near.

Xia Wan'er is bitter in her heart. This is the first time that she has heard someone say thank you to her.

I just didn't expect it would be the last time.

She doesn't know why she just rushed out, maybe for the sake of the ice sugar gourd that the child handed her yesterday? Or for the vegetable leaf that the child's mother handed her yesterday?

It could be that at that moment, she just didn't want to live.

Her thoughts were clear, and she could hear her heart beating. Her ears were so noisy that she couldn't tell whether it was tinnitus or someone talking.

The past is like a lantern in front of her eyes. In the face of her life, Xia Wan'er can't say what she feels.

It's like a mixture of five flavors.

For Xia Zian, for his adoptive father Xia Huaijun There seemed to be more hatred and more shame in her heart.

For Murong bridge, for her biological mother Chen Linglong She does have hatred, but at this point, what's the use of more hatred.

After a lifetime of fighting, robbing, and calculating, I ended up in such a situation. If she didn't grab Murong bridge with Xia Zian, and didn't calculate those things, I don't know whether her ending would be different.

Xia Wan'er smiles bitterly. How can there be a if.

Time seems to be less and less, her chest seems to be blocked by something, can't help breathing up.

It seemed that someone had lifted her up, but she could not open her eyes. She could only grasp the clothes on her chest.

Her fingernails got stuck in the flesh. She wanted to struggle. If she could, she felt she had something else to do.

Maybe she was still a little unwilling, but she really didn't have a if.

"Get up!"

A piercing voice almost pierced Xia Wan'er's ears. Without waiting for her reaction, she felt someone pinched her on her thigh and said more loudly, "Xia Wan'er, you're enough. How long do you want to play?"

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