"He and a group of people went to my hometown together." Li Chunjun sat in the yellow sand all over the sky, under his increasingly young body, and was a soul that experienced the old things of the world.

Wang Junlang was slightly stunned. At this time, Li Chunjun was like the kind-hearted elders in his clan, with kind eyes and a long-standing past in his eyes.

"He is a gentleman, his design accelerated the collapse of the dynasty in my hometown, displaced countless people and finally buried in a flood.

He also took the bones of one of my old friends and violated his promise to take away a group of innocent people.

Tell me, are such people gentlemen?”

Wang Junlang was breathing rapidly and furious:

"You fart! My brother-in-law can't be that kind of person!"

Li Chunjun sighed and said quietly:

"Then why do I lie to you?"

Wang Junlang opened his mouth, his lips trembled, and his eyes were filled with hazy mist.

"If I want to disagree and provoke, I can already lie to you before you and I take action." Li Chunjun grabbed Wang Junlang's wrist:

"But now, when you are so angry that you are in a short time, what's the point of being distracted and provoked?

Just to increase the anger and resentment in your heart, and make you die with your eyes open?

Alas, you and I don’t have a deep hatred.”

"But our blood hatred with Yue Bufan is not enough to describe it!" Zhao Wujiang stepped on the yellow sand and walked step by step, putting his hands in his sleeves, his breath was dull and there was an invisible murderous intent:

"I don't believe in anything wronged and debt-to-be. I think, maybe everyone around him has agreed to what he does.

The blood of innocent people stained on his hands may be known to everyone around him.

For example, you are his fiancée's younger brother. It seems that you have a good relationship. Did he tell you all the things he has done?"

Wang Junlang's body trembled. He instinctively wanted to refute, but before he could speak, Zhao Wujiang picked up his neck and grabbed it.

Li Chunjun sighed. He knew that it was not only him, but Zhao Wujiang also had a kind heart. But in this matter, if Zhao Wujiang wanted to kill Wang Junlang, he would not persuade Zhao Wujiang to show mercy, but would think that Zhao Wujiang was doing it.

Got it right.

He would not advise anyone to be kind because he had experienced the same suffering as Zhao Wujiang, but his suffering was not as deep as Zhao Wujiang and unforgettable as Zhao Wujiang.

"Hey, you have nothing to say?" Zhao Wujiang snorted, with a faint purple light in his eyes. His smile was so evil that he held Wang Junlang's throat tightly, making him unable to speak at all.

Wang Junlang's face turned red, he glared at him, and his mouth and nose kept spewing blood.

"Outside the Daolian Secret Realm, when Zhuge Xiaobai introduced you and your sister, he mentioned a word, Yue Bufan's fiancée."

Zhao Wujiang couldn't control his force in his hand, and he grabbed Wang Junlang's throat and made a sound of bone shattering.

He laughed, his laughter was a little hoarse and became more and more evil. The dark and sticky liquid outside his clothes quietly appeared, covering his body, as if he was about to turn into a pair of armor, and as if he was about to turn into a crying, laughing and crazy.

Face.

"Old Zhao!" Li Chunjun reminded in surprise that Zhao Wujiang was now full of evil spirits, and even more demonic energy was surging.

"Wang Xi was unhappy at that time." Zhao Wujiang breathed slowly, and the dark and sticky liquid dripped on the yellow sand. These were all transformed by his inner demon after he was dormant.

"Let me ask you, do you think your sister is unhappy for a moment or is unhappy? Will she know something and not tell you?" Zhao Wujiang stared at the young man's clear and angry eyes, like a god looking down at the common people.

It's all about pity and sneer.

The anger in Wang Junlang's eyes slowly disappeared, and his eyes gradually became rosy and water mist surged.

He immediately understood why his sister never liked his brother-in-law, why did she never like the title of Yue Bufan's fiancée, and why did she always get angry with him for no reason when she mentioned her brother-in-law.

He couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it, he didn't believe it.

His grief and anger broke through his chest and let out a scream.

"ah!!!"

"ah!"
Chapter completed!