"Old man Hong, you have lifted my brother Hongyi and me to the sky, and you are not afraid of us falling down," Xiangsi made a face: "Besides, the Hong family, which has been passed down for thousands of years, can be destroyed at any time.
With a big tree like you here, if anyone dares to mess with you, just keep it in your heart."
It is estimated that except for her and her brother in red who dared to come and look for trouble, no one else would have the courage, unless they offended an existence like Mulan City.
"Little girl, if you say one word, the Fiamo family will be reduced to ashes overnight. As long as you say one word to Luo Xiaozi, the Hong family will also follow in the same footsteps," Hong Qingqing seemed to have suddenly aged, with fatigue in her voice:
"I am already old, and I can still protect the Hong family for hundreds of years. If the descendants of the Hong family don't wake up, even if you don't, you will be destroyed by others sooner or later."
Well, it seems that she hasn't officially given the order to destroy the Mo family. It should be the clan order passed down by the Tai Elder.
However, even if she didn't personally give the order, it would still be the same.
Acacia acquiesced.
Seeing the angry Hong Qingqing leading Xiangsi towards the chief seat, Hong Lianfang, an elder, deacon and direct descendant of the Hong family, he felt a little calmer in his heart. Before he could take a breath, he was frightened again by the conversation between the two.
I was sweating profusely, staring at that figure with fear in my eyes.
With her long hair held up by a shawl and a fluttering blue skirt, Xiangsi drew a perfect curve from the air. Ren Hong held her hand ruthlessly, walking through the air as if she were covering the ground, and floated to the main seat.
Hong Wuqing sat down in the wide chair behind the main table. Hong Liluo held Hong Wubian in one hand. Jin Hu sat on it and retreated to his left. Xiangsi jumped on Xiaobai's back and retreated to the right. The main seat was still with him.
The real leader of the Hong family.
"Why are you all so dumbfounded?" Just after he sat down, Hong Fuqing glanced at the indifferent man and shouted again: "Why don't you go and pass it on to the descendants of Hong Wuxian for seven generations? Is it possible to return the favor?"
Do you want me to go there in person?"
"Yes, yes!" Following closely behind the Red Company, the remaining three of the four chief elders, Elder Chun, who was wearing green robes, responded and jumped out desperately.
"Brother Hongyi, you're going to find someone to talk to about the past, right?" Xiangsi turned her head and looked at Hongliluo.
"Well, it's time to find someone to tell the story," a cruel smile flashed across Hong Liluo's face: "Twenty-two years ago, the Hong family, Hong Lianfang, and his wife, the Chu family's Chu Tianfang, defiled my mother.
Having an affair with Uncle Cheng, the head of the Hong family slapped my mother against a wall and died, and then threw her unjust mother into a cage of monsters. Today, my highness came to the Hong family because I wanted to have a good chat with people about this past incident.
"
The brother and mother in red have suffered such humiliation.
The pain caused by the Sima family to her mother had already made her heartbroken. He actually saw his mother losing her life in front of his own eyes. The pain and hatred must be so deep.
That hatred must have penetrated into the bones and marrow, and will be remembered forever.
Even if you try to kill your enemies with blood, you will never be able to escape the danger.
My heart palpitated with lovesickness.
"Brother in red, let me testify for you, so that no one will tell you anything behind your back in the future and ruin your reputation." He swept his eyes across the crowd, raised his hand, and four round beads floated in the air. "Memory crystal beads will do it for you."
Write down everything that happened, and when the time comes, who is right and who is wrong will have evidence."
With a flick of the finger, four silver-colored balls the size of ping-pong beads appeared in the night sky like shooting stars. After leaving a little silver light, they rushed into the sky near the roof and scattered in the four corners, like four bright lights.
Decorate the hall.
Gratitude flashed in Hongli's eyes, and she turned around and stared at the people in the hall. The bloodthirsty color in her eyes became more and more intense, and the murderous intention spread throughout the room like the sea water filling the boundless beach.
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Hong Lianfang, who had just walked to the left side of the passenger seat, suddenly turned pale, turning as white as rice paper, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Little Luo, what happened twenty-two years ago should be settled," Hong Qingqing sighed quietly, her voice weak: "Your mother, Zhuo'er, was raised by my grandfather, and she won my heart so much that I personally agreed to marry that gangster.
She is your wife, but it has harmed her life, and also caused Liancheng innocent people to be implicated. Now, who should repay the debts of your mother, son, uncle and nephew? You can go and collect them."
"Father, father..." Hong Lianfang's eyes dimmed for a moment, his feet went soft, and he fell down; and the woman in the first place on the second passenger seat, with a gray face, fell back and "boomed"
Slumped in the chair.
"Very good," Hongliluo opened her lips and smiled, with a cold and piercing voice, as if coming from hell: "Back then, my mother died tragically, and Uncle Cheng's whereabouts were unknown, and he even wanted to kill me. Today, the blood debt must be paid with blood, and the painful debt must be repaid with blood.
If you pay for it painfully, not even half of it will be left behind."
"No, it's not me, it's not me..." The woman who was sitting paralyzed had a red figure in her eyes, her lips were trembling, and her expression was more frightened than seeing a ghost.
"Chu Tianfang," Hongli threw the person in her hand in front of Xiangsi, and floated to the first seat of the second passenger seat. She picked up her collar and raised it into the air: "Twenty-two
Before, you used the fact that you were from the Chu family to instigate your son to kill the young His Highness. Now, why don't you bring in your own clan members to support him?"
Xiangsi stretched out her hand and took Hong Wubian, tapped her fingers around her like a dragonfly touching water, and then threw it to the ground and threw it aside.
"It's not me, it's not me," Chu Tianfang was frightened and did not dare to look into his eyes: "It was my husband who asked me to do this, it was he who asked me to do this."
"Really?" Hong Liluo lifted her up with her left hand, waved her right hand, and slapped her Dantian with a palm. There was a popping sound, and Chu Tianfang's limbs twitched for a while, her eyes closed, and she fainted.
Dead in the past.
"Pah", Hongliluo raised her hand, threw Chu Tianfang to the ground, reached out to pick up a person from the ground at the second position, and waved her hand with a few "cracking cracks".
"Father, mother, save me, save me quickly..." Hong Lijiong was woken up. When she saw the face in front of her, she suddenly opened her eyes and her voice was filled with tears.
"In the past years, you left His Highness with knives, whips, spears, fire brands, and hand scratches, a total of seven hundred and twenty-nine wounds." Hong Liluo pointed at the wind and turned into a shower of flowers, spinning around the red pear.
, the voice said word by word: "My Highness has always remembered, no more, no less, and I will give you seven hundred and twenty-nine wounds."
Hongli's bright eyes closed again, and she fainted again, "Chichi", her brocade clothes were cracked, with wounds of varying shades and lengths crisscrossing his strong body, blood gushing out like a fountain, and the deepest wounds
, more than a foot deep, the skin and flesh of the wound rolled back, exposing tender meat like sashimi.
Suddenly, Hongli made a sharp move, and a finger turned into a sharp blade, which struck straight at Honglijiong's only intact trouser leg.
Cutting off one's descendants and destroying one's descendants.
Hong Qingqing turned her face sideways and avoided seeing him; half of the people sitting on the seats in the room trembled, their faces turned pale.
"Ah..." Hong Lijiong woke up from her daze. She screamed and tilted her head. Once again, she only had a little breath left. With a "pop", a ball of rags fell to the ground, staining a small area of the ground red.
"Master Hongliyan, it's your turn. There are many broken bones and wrists." Hongliluo threw the person in her hand to the ground, moved to another place, and pulled out a person wearing green bottoms from under the table.
As the main theme, a young man embroiders brocade clothes with dark patterns.
The left and right hands of the person were pinched with each hand, and with a slight exertion, there was a constant "clucking" sound of bones breaking, and a piece of light blue light, like a knife, cut open the two broken bones of the wrists, leaving only half of the tendons and skin connected.
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The light blue light blade disappeared, and a fist wrapped in a layer of light blue suddenly flashed out and quickly hit Hongliyan between his legs.
Amidst the "crackling" sound of eggs exploding, Hong Liyan only opened his eyes for a moment, and his whole body suddenly convulsed. His legs shook, but he didn't make any sound, and he was dying.
Throwing the red pear inflammation in his hand next to Hongli Jiong, the red clothes were flying like butterflies, and he walked around several rows of seats. Along the way, the sound of broken bones and the sound of exploding Dantian, accompanied by the smell of blood, sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain.
rise.
"Hong Lianfang, please keep your eyes open. Your Highness will pay back what you, your wife and your children did in the past." After walking around in a circle, the red robe was stained with dark red pear drops, and his eyes became brighter.
After falling in love, he reached out his hand again and grabbed Chu Tianfang.
A small bottle appeared in the air, and after sprinkling a drop of thick green medicinal liquid, it disappeared again; the green color dispersed like mist, surrounding Chu Tianfang.
"Wake up and take a look at your good sons." The moment Hongliluo Chu Tianfang opened her eyes, she turned her head to the two people on the ground who were only breathing weakly.
"You, you, you will them, will them..." Looking at his son, Chu Tianfang's eyes widened to the extreme in an instant, and his liver and gallbladder were about to burst.
"You will be a cripple for the rest of your life, and you will have no heirs for the rest of your life." Hongliluo smiled brilliantly, almost madly: "Does your heart hurt? Does it feel like someone is cutting it with a knife?"
"You, you..." Chu Tianfang turned his head with difficulty and looked at Hong Wuqing: "Ancestor, we were wrong, we were wrong, please, please save us, save us."
"Every cause must have its effect," Hong Qingqing turned around and said, "In the past, when you hurt Zhui'er, whom I regarded as my daughter, you were merciless. How have you ever repented after all these years? It's too late to say you realize your mistake now.
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"Chu Tianfang, you should go and atone for your sins against my mother." Hongliluo threw her into the air: "This is the punishment you used on my mother. Today, I will let you try it yourself."
A ball of light blue suddenly appeared, rolled up Chu Tianfang in the air, and shot towards the wall behind the second seat in the hall. The electric sparks touched the wall.
The light blue color suddenly disappeared at the moment when it was about to touch the wall. "Bang", red and white splashed with a heavy sound. After leaving stains on the green wall, Chu Tianfang's body "
With a click, he slid down the wall and landed stiffly on the ground.
The thick smell of blood penetrated every trace of the air like clouds covering the sky.
"Dajin, tear that woman's body into pieces, and then eat her." In the frightening atmosphere, a cold and ruthless order rang out in the hall again.
"Yes, Master!" The golden tiger that was parked next to Hong Qingqing jumped up and landed next to Chu Tianfang. It opened its mouth, revealing its sharp teeth and biting piece by piece.
Twenty-two years of waiting, twenty-two years of forbearance, heartache day by day, restlessness every night, the hatred of drinking the blood and eating the flesh of the enemy is finally over.
"Mother, Luo'er is unfilial, and I am avenging your shame today." Listening to the sound of tearing bones and flesh, Hongli Luo suddenly roared, her hair dancing wildly in the wind: "Luo'er has been waiting for twenty-two years, and has been in pain for twenty-two years.
Two years later, when Yi Xue's hatred finally came to an end, Luo'er offered the murderer's blood as a sacrifice to your soul. Mother, you can rest in peace."
There are no tears in the eyes, and the hoarse voice is as sad as the cuckoo's cry.
The pain of losing a mother and the hatred of blood feud are enough to burn a person into nothingness.
After twenty-two years of waiting, how much perseverance does it take to not collapse?
Her brother in red is just like her, so unfortunate!
Silent pain surged into my heart, filling my heart with bitterness. Two lines of clear tears came out of my eyes, soaking my face and eyes behind the mask.
"Brother in red, brother in red!" Putting Tutu on Xiaobai's back, the figure flashed and fell into Hongliluo's arms, hugging his neck tightly, looking up at her little face with tears in her eyes
They looked at each other, choked with sobs and said: "Your heart hurts. How about crying? It won't hurt anymore if you cry."
"Qianxue is the best if you don't cry. Qianxue is the best. If you cry, brother in red will be sad." He raised his hand and wiped the tears from the small face, but the sourness in his heart was even worse. Hongliluo raised his head and said abruptly.
It was hard to squeeze back the tears that were about to burst out.
Of the three relatives who grieve for him, one is dead and the other is alive and dead. The person in front of him cherishes him so much that he cannot abandon the Hong family.