Nangong Haotian gritted his teeth, "As long as I rush out, maybe my mother can save her life. Even if I die, I have to rush out and lead Shangguan Mie." This is the only goal that supports him!
Finally, Nangong Haotian saw the firelight and the twinkling stars in the sky, so beautiful!
"Ah..." Unfortunately, before Nangong Haotian could appreciate it, he heard a scream.
A shrill scream came, and Nangong Haotian followed the sound, only to see an inhumane scene: hundreds of people in Nangong's mansion were all killed by a group of black-clothed and masked warriors, and their bodies were piled together.
It was as high as a hill, and the scream was the unwilling roar of the last person dying.
When Nangong Haotian saw the face of the man clearly, he suddenly became furious and spat out a mouthful of blood. That man was Nangong Haotian's old loyal servant Xu Fu. His head was chopped off with a knife, and his body was completely devastated.
, was executed by Ling Chi, and the last knife ended his pain.
Looking at the dead old Xu Fu, Nangong Hao's eyes were tearing up, but he kept emphasizing in his heart to be calm, to be calm!! Otherwise, he might die tonight.
Constantly reminding himself like this allowed Nangong Haotian to maintain his last bit of clarity, without fainting or rushing forward in a meaningless desperate attempt.
Looking around, Nangong Haotian relied on his feeling and rushed in a direction where there was no one. However, his feet became heavier and heavier, becoming more and more unruly. His heart was desolate, "Damn it,
Damn it, am I really going to die here today?!"
Seeing that he couldn't run away, Nangong Haotian stopped helplessly and asked Cang Tian.
But the sky was speechless. Only a joking voice from behind made Nangong Haotian despair, "You run away again. I didn't expect that you kid can break through my acupuncture points. It's really amazing. Hahaha. It's a pity that you still have to die in the end."
In my hand." Shangguan Mie caught up with him in the blink of an eye, stopped behind Nangong Haotian, and sneered.
Nangong Haotian slowly turned around and looked at Shangguan Mie who looked extremely terrifying under the light of the fire. With his last breath, he gasped: "Shangguan Mie, if you are still a man, go to me, Nangong Haotian."
Come, don't hurt my mother!"
"Are you qualified to talk to me about this?" Shangguan Mie said with a smile, but that smile gave Nangong Haotian a creepy feeling, and the hatred in his heart was even worse than before. If he had the ability, he would cut Shangguan Mie into pieces and kill him.
Eaten.
"You..." Nangong Haotian was speechless, paused, and replied again: "Okay, I just hope you can treat my mother well, otherwise I, Nangong Haotian, will not let you go even if I am a ghost! I swear to myself!"
Nangong Haotian screamed, in his heart, the sky can no longer be trusted, only he is the most true!!!
"Hahaha, that's ridiculous, you wild bastard, die with your last bit of hope. When you go down, remember to be a scumbag, don't be a weak and incompetent ghost, hahaha!" As he said this, Shangguan Mieyi
The big iron-framed folding fan was waved in the hand, carrying boundless strong wind in the firelight, and struck towards Nangong Haotian.
Nangong Haotian's eyes were filled with desolation. He only heard a "bang" and his body suddenly felt like he was flying. Then he turned his head and felt that there seemed to be a black shadow appearing next to him. Even if he didn't know anything, he