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Chapter 913 Shocked
An Xianyang's eyes were so red that his eyes were tearing apart, he hugged Su Muying almost tremblingly.
"Mu Ying..."
He called her, a cautious voice.
Su Muying still didn't respond, but her brows were tightly frowned, and her face was pale with pain.
An Xianyang quickly brought her back and found a doctor for Su Muying.
While the doctor was seeing a doctor, An Xianyang waited anxiously outside the door.
He was eager to know if Su Muying was okay.
His fist hits the wall.
Make a heavy noise.
An Xianyang didn't say a word, he lowered his head, his eyes were full of sternness, and he gritted his teeth, feeling extremely angry.
"Doctor, how is she?"
An Xianyang asked the doctor anxiously, with extremely worried eyes.
"The wound on the back is almost treated, and some other small wounds will heal soon. But who made the wound on the back? It looks like sulfuric acid was splashed on it. Be careful of this wound." The doctor His eyes were a little serious, looking at the injury on Su Muying's back, he shook his head helplessly.
"sulfuric acid?"
An Xianyang was too shocked to recover.
After the doctor left, he stiffened his body and looked at Su Muying.
Her back was supposed to be smooth and white, but why did it become like this, with the skin torn apart, and blood-like bright red everywhere.
It's sulfuric acid...
The sulfuric acid burned Su Muying's back like this.
How could it be sulfuric acid?
It turned out to be sulfuric acid!
If it was sulfuric acid, someone must have poured sulfuric acid on Su Muying's body!
So, who is it that would do such a cruel thing?
It's also his fault for not protecting her well...
"Mu Ying?"
An Xianyang trembled.
He stretched out his hand towards Su Muying, but stopped in mid-air, he didn't dare to touch her, he was afraid that touching her would aggravate her pain.
"Mu Ying, can you hear me? Wake up, Mu Ying, wake up..."
An Xianyang called her almost beggingly.
Su Muying did not move, her face was as pale as paper, and there was no trace of blood on her lips.
Seeing Su Muying like this, An Xianyang was angry and helpless.
"Mu Ying, who hurt you like this?"
An Xianyang's veins bulged, his pitch-black eyes were filled with viciousness, and were as red as blood.
His voice was gritted with razor-like, deep anger.
He looked at Su Muying, feeling extremely distressed, and also thinking about who did this.
Suddenly, a figure flashed in An Xianyang's mind.
It was the figure of Ling Feiyu.
Lingfei language!
It must be Ling Feiyu!
That woman!
At that time, I saw the woman's car, so I walked in the opposite direction to her.
"Lingfeiyu! Is it Lingfeiyu? Mu Ying, did Lingfeiyu hurt you like this?"
An Xianyang could only feel intense anger surging in his chest.
The voice was raised a lot.
In a coma, Su Muying only felt a burning pain in her back. She wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't.
In the tearing pain, she didn't know where she was, she could only feel that she was in an open space with nothing, and a cluster of small sparks dimly ignited in front of her eyes.
Gradually bigger and bigger and stronger.
Huge tongues of flame rushed towards her, curling up the hem of her clothes, as if trying to bring her into the ranks of dancing with the flames.
Su Muying screamed, desperately tore off the rapidly ignited corner of her clothes, and fled panting, but found that no matter how hard she tried, no matter how desperately she ran, the tongue of flames still followed her unhurriedly.
"Hmm." I tripped over something under my feet, fell forward, and fell heavily on the ground.
Su Muying snorted, and saw that the skin on her knee had been scratched, and thick blood was gurgling out.
She braced herself and stood up staggeringly, only to find that the flames were approaching her.
She has nowhere to run.
Fell to the ground again, stared wide-eyed, full of fear watching the tongue of flames roaring towards her like a monster.She struggled to step back, but a burning sensation came from her back.
She screamed, closed her eyes, and consciousness slowly peeled off her mind.
The pain made her open her eyes again, only to find herself at home.
Su Muying breathed a sigh of relief, and collapsed on the sofa exhausted, recalling the violent fire just now, still feeling a little uneasy.
She looked around and murmured to herself, "Why is it so dark at home?"
She fumbled for the switch, but it didn't work.She found a candle and lit it.
The sudden burst of flames startled her.
Su Muying flicked his wrist, and the match quickly fell to the ground.
The blanket under her feet started to burn, and then gradually spread, the tablecloth, the curtains...
Every flammable item starts burning.
Su Muying was stunned.
Another big fire...
The spreading fire...
The fire that rushed towards her...
Su Muying trembled, curled up on the sofa, her face was pale, her lips lost some blood.
"No, don't come here... Go away, don't come here..." Su Muying's voice was full of fear and fear, she shook her head.
This is her nightmare.
Feeling the pain on her back getting worse, she wanted to open her eyes to see where this place is, who saved her, is it An Xianyang...
But she just couldn't open her eyes, and could only indulge in her own nightmare time and time again.
After An Xianyang left Su Muying's room, he went straight to Lingfeiyu's home.
He kicked the door open without even knocking.
He saw Ling Feiyu lying on the sofa, turned sideways, with his back to him.
Seeing Ling Feiyu so calm, An Xianyang felt a little resentful in his heart, burning with anger, walked over in three steps at a time, looked down at Ling Feiyu, and said coldly: "Ling Feiyu!"
Ling Feiyu didn't answer.
An Xianyang called her more forcefully, but she still didn't answer.
An Xianyang simply pulled her body directly, but suddenly froze.
how come?
How could this be?
impossible!
Who did it?
Ling Feiyu...
died……
Ling Feiyu in front of her closed her eyes tightly, her face was pale and lifeless, and her lips were also slightly purple.Her long, well-groomed jet-black hair was disheveled, making her cheeks pale and ghostly.
An Xianyang stared at her with wide eyes, and slowly put his hand under her nose.
His fingers stiffened immediately.
Ling Feiyu is really dead.
An Xianyang only felt that things had become more complicated, and his head hurt like it was about to explode.
He stood up suddenly, and looked all over Ling Feiyu's house, but he didn't see anything.
"Who killed you? Ling Feiyu?" An Xianyang looked at Ling Feiyu's pale face and murmured in confusion.
At the same time, the sound of a police car suddenly sounded outside the door.
One after another sounded outside the door.
Before An Xianyang had time to figure out what was going on, he was already in the swamp.