Chapter 328 Jianghu: Demon Cult Witch (16)

"Yeah."

The man picked up the cup and brought it to his lips.

Smile, chuckle.

The eyes that fell into the cup were dark.

Jiaoyang sneaked out with Huangfuyan again, and they had a great time playing outside.

"You have to be happy all the time, Xiao Jiaoyang. You are not allowed to hide your worries and be depressed like you are today again."

This is what he shouted to himself before parting.

"Who can hide their worries and be depressed?" Jiaoyang pouted, feeling a little unhappy in her heart.

The moment the two children turned to say goodbye on the street, no one would have thought that things would have changed after seeing each other again.

When Jiaoyang returned to Sheng's house, she climbed over the wall from that familiar place. But today was different, completely different.

She walked up and stared blankly at the scene in front of her.

The last wave of killings has ended. There is blood everywhere, and corpses pile up in mountains. At this time, it is snowing in the sky.

Snowflakes fell one after another, falling on the man's white fox fur and on his eyebrows. At his feet, snow and blood intertwined to form a river and dispersed in all directions.

But he was the only one, standing above the three thousand corpses like a god under the universal light.

He turned his face sideways, wearing black clothes and white fur, with three thousand blue hairs hanging down, and blood seemed to stain his eyebrows. His face was pale and weak, but elegant. This was a strange and demonic man, with a mysterious look.

The buttocks are cold and evil.

In this moment, with just one glance, his calm and gentle façade was completely shattered. This is the real him.

The man who appeared in operas, TV series, scripts, and novels was the only one who never appeared in front of her.

"Yuan Ming Qi" Jiao Yang called out his name unconsciously, stopped walking, and stood there slightly stunned.

She looked at him and at the endless blood around him.

The scene in front of her was very strange, but she couldn't take her eyes away.

[Host. Host, what are you doing?] The system was dumbfounded, [Are you so scared that you can’t even run? Look at your worthless look!]

"I want that man."

Jiaoyang suddenly spoke. She stretched out her hand and placed it on his face in the air from a distance. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, showing an expression of determination to win.

[Nani??] At that moment, the system thought it was hallucinating.

"Yes, I want it." The girl's eyes were crooked, stating what she was thinking, and her eyes were full of longing and beauty.

[I think you are crazy if you want to get rich.] The system couldn't help but roll its eyes, [You can escape this disaster first. Whether you can survive or not is a question. If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood.]

She also said that the Yuan and Ming Dynasties had strong tastes. She didn't even know what kind of thing she was. She was a pervert, a snake, a lunatic, and other weird species, and they all gathered together!

Jiaoyang smiled but said nothing.

There were people all around, wearing uniform attire, all looking at her.

But compared to the original plot, why did he take action one day earlier?

Is it because the current Sheng family has no value to him?

Sheng Qingyuan fell to the ground, her eyes were horrified, and her heart was broken. She almost exhausted all her strength and crawled over, with blood all over her body. She hugged her father's cold body: "Dad, you can't just leave like this. It was your daughter who harmed you."

, all are daughters.”

She cried so hard that she couldn't breathe. She faced the man who was walking towards her with a sword and was as inhumane as a demon, her eyes full of hatred.

"Why. Daddy and I believe in you so much. Why.!"

"Miss Shanda's feelings are very touching to me, but unfortunately I am not your sweetheart, I am Yuan Mingqi."

Yuan Mingqi twitched the corner of his mouth with an inhumane sarcasm. He looked at her condescendingly and pointed his sword directly at her throat.

"What." Sheng Qingyuan was stunned on the spot. After a moment, she may have understood that she would not survive. She suppressed her sadness and hatred and knelt down to beg.

"Mr. Yuan, I will kill you if you want, but for the sake of the Sheng family's hospitality to you during this period, can I finally ask you to spare Jiaoyang's life? She doesn't know anything yet, she

Still a child."

She lowered her head, pain mixed with tears all over her face.

"A dead person has no right to say this."

A cold light flashed, and the woman fell to the ground, blood spurting out from her neck.

At this time, someone noticed the little girl standing over there.

"Hey, what is this?" They whispered to each other, laughing maliciously, "A little lamb that got lost?"

"Are you going to kill her?"

"Let's tease and torture such a useless little thing first, and then kill it."

"Miss." Bi Ling came over and was shocked to see her sudden appearance. Her face turned pale for a while. At this moment, her long hair was tied into a bunch, which was obviously different from the way Jiaoyang was used to her.

Jiaoyang stood there, staring at the scene in front of her with wide eyes, as if she was unaware and couldn't hear their conversation.

"Miss," Biling came over, took her hand, lowered her voice, "Let's go quickly."

Jiaoyang shook her off, with an extremely cold look in her eyes: "I have betrayed my master once, and I will not trust you a second time."

Bi Ling froze.

She looked straight at the man, with an inexplicable stubbornness and stubbornness on her face. Until he turned sideways and turned his gaze to her.

There was no extra emotion on the man's face, and he wasn't even surprised when he saw the child.

He just turned his head slightly, glanced at those people, and they all closed their mouths, and several people fell silent instantly.

Biling's face turned pale, and as everyone knelt on the ground, Jiaoyang stood alone, standing out from the crowd.

She seemed a little panicked, tripped over a stone next to her, and fell to the ground.

Yuan Mingqi was standing next to her. The man who usually took good care of her and liked to make fun of her was just watching her fall and treated her coldly.

However, when she fell to the ground, he squatted down again, opened the umbrella in his hand, and covered her with the falling wind and snow.

He just stared at her, his body still stained with the blood of her relatives, without saying a word.

The child's cheeks were bulging, with a look of grievance in his eyes.

"You killed my sister and my father, and destroyed my family."

Jiaoyang lowered her head, her long eyelashes and hair hanging down, hiding her expression.

She stated the facts calmly.

On the other side, Huangfuyan returned home and faced the same disaster.

"Butterflies. Lots of butterflies."

Butterflies with strange colors fluttered their wings and gathered into a huge group in the air. They were densely packed and dispersed before his eyes, like a giant web, bringing everyone the shadow of death, struggling and suffocating despair.

The leading blood-red demon butterfly flew out. Huangfuyan opened his eyes wide and stared at that butterfly. The butterfly fluttered its wings and finally landed on the fingers of a young man smeared with bright red elixir.

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