"Aiguo, I'm sorry. It wasn't me who seduced him, he seduced me first. You know I'm usually very conservative. If he hadn't seduced me, how could I..." The old woman next to her who had been ignored suddenly looked guilty.

To throw dirty water on Mr. Shan, this guy betrayed Mr. Shan, his concubine, without any mercy in order to survive.

"This blind bitch!" Mr. Shan cursed secretly. It's not that he blamed the other party for smearing him, but at this time, why are you, a cuckold old bitch, messing around?

Sure enough, the curse in Master Shan's heart hadn't ended yet. The tuber's dead fish eyes seemed to have been injected with red eye pigment, and blood threads as fine as spider webs instantly covered the entire eyeballs.

The whole world suddenly became silent. The sick man bared his teeth, and the swollen teeth were clearly visible. He pressed the trigger that he had been holding firmly, and the dexterous mechanism drove the gears. Immediately, huge power came from the bow string, "

There was a muffled sound, the bowstring seemed to split the air, and the sharp and short crossbow arrow shot out!

Life and death were at stake. Shan Ye moved a little faster than the tuberculosis ghost and tilted his head!

Due to excessive exertion, Shan Ye even heard the "click" sound of bone friction coming from the muscles of his neck at this moment!

"Sudden!" There was a sound, and the cold crossbow arrow grazed Shan Ye's neck and passed through it. Before Shan Ye was lucky enough to escape the disaster, severe pain suddenly came from his neck.

No matter how quick a person's reaction is, they can't be faster than a crossbow arrow. Even if Shanye evaded early, he still could not completely avoid the crossbow arrow's close attack.

"Bah~!" Like a square fountain, after a long and fierce spray, the wound on his neck that spurted blood was covered by a big hand. Shan Ye tried hard to stand up, but felt dizzy and felt a wave of pain in his palm.

The sticky liquid flows down the fingers, leaving this strong body with a touch of warmth and vitality.

"I'm going to die? Am I going to die?" Shan Ye's heart beat wildly, and every bit of life flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. The memory was interrupted by an unwilling howl. The ferocious character he had developed since childhood

, making Master Shan unwilling to die like this.

The swaying body stood firm. In front of Shan Ye stood the tuberculosis ghost. His pale and bloodless face was filled with deep shock. Perhaps even the tuberculosis ghost himself could not have imagined that he actually pulled the crossbow.

, she penetrated Shan Ye's neck, and seeing the column of blood spurting out, which was immediately covered by big hands, even with the poor knowledge of vital organs of a consumptive ghost, he knew that Shan Ye was dead.

At this time, what flashed through the heart of the sick man was not the pleasure of revenge, nor even a trace of joy. The pressure as heavy as a mountain fell from the sky, pressing this thin man who was already shaky, almost paralyzed.

On the ground. The only thought in my mind at this time was "Kill someone!!"

"No one can take advantage of me!!" A low howl like a beast awakened the self-pity and sorrow of the sick man. Along with the sound of blood coming from the neck, Shan Ye's iron fist as big as a sandbag

, hit the consumptive ghost's pale and swollen face hard.

"Bang" the iron fist collided with the five senses, like sparks hitting the earth, causing nosebleeds, broken teeth, twisted and open mouths, and even the trembling little tongue could be seen through the cavity.

"Crash" knocked over the garbage, and the thin body of the sick man groaned weakly. Looking at Master Shan again, with a smile on his face that never suffered a loss, he fell to the ground with a "pop".

At the moment when his consciousness was about to fall into eternal darkness, what Shan Ye heard was the shrill screams of the windswept women and the painful screams of the sick and consumptive ghosts!
Chapter completed!