It was the person in his arms who accompanied him into the filthy place that he hated to enter forever; it was the person in his arms who destroyed the Hong clan's family that he had thought about destroying countless times for him.
The only one who can hurt him is the one in his arms; the only one who can cry with him and laugh with him is the one in his arms.
How lucky he is to find someone who never abandons him, never gets tired of leaving him, and finds someone who can accompany him and cherish him.
Lowering her head, looking at each other, with tears streaming down her face, Hongli Luo couldn't suppress the sadness in her heart. A clear tear rolled out of her moist eyes, dripping down the corner of her eyes, leaving a trace of crystal clear traces.
Who says a man can’t shed tears lightly?
It's just because it's not the time to be sad.
Wanting to cry but not being able to cry is the deepest pain in my heart. Silent tears are far better than heartbreaking tears.
My lovesick heart aches to the point of convulsions.
"Brother Hongyi, let me do it for you." He raised his face and forced back the tears in his eyes. With a strong effort, he broke out of Hongliluo's arms. The five fingers of his left hand were like eagle claws, strangling Honglianfang's arms.
Neck: "What result do you want, life, death, or life is worse than death!"
The crime of killing one's brother or one's concubine is not a big one, but killing one's parents is the biggest crime.
What she could do for him was to kill this person to avoid the unethical infamy.
He raised his hand and used force to lift the person out from behind the table. The sharp nails pierced into the muscles and oozed out a little bit of red. Hong Lianfang's throat was "gurgling" and his eyes were bulging.
, with his mouth open, unable to make a sound.
"Qianxue, don't!" Hongliluo's red shadow flashed, and she reached out to hug her little body and hold her little left hand: "Qianxue, your hand shouldn't be stained with blood. I'll take care of it myself.
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He has done both the murder of his concubine and his brother, so why is he still afraid of the last one?
If he really wanted to have the only person who felt pain for him to bear the blame to the end of the world, he would rather keep that person and put aside the old grudges.
"No!" He only spat out two words, and without letting go of his left hand, he stretched out his right hand and quickly printed the Honglian Fang Dantian. Mysterious energy poured into his palm like a spring. He didn't take it back until he heard a thin muffled sound.
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But at the moment when he stopped his hand, he raised his left hand, forcibly lifting the red rectangle in his hand, and clenched his right hand into a fist again. In a hazy light blue ball, a monkey stole the peach, and towards the man's last step.
The important parts were struck hard with thunderous force.
"Bang", the fist hit the vital point with lightning speed and extremely accurate, "crack", there was an explosion sound.
"In the past, you slapped the mother of my brother in red. Today, I will slap you back on his behalf."
Hate is wiped away with one stroke, brother in red has nothing to do with your Hong family anymore, and we will be like strangers to each other from now on."
"Bang", the small palm covered with light blue hit Hong Lianfang on the back, sending his body flying straight towards the wall that Chu Tianfang had hit.
"Bang", after a collision sound, Hong Lianfang's body fell to the ground.
Qianxue, you shed your blood for me today, and I will kill the person who deserves to be killed for you tomorrow!
The tears in Hongli's eyes turned into springs. She lowered her head and pressed her face against Xiangsi's back, hiding the tearful face.
Hong Wuqing closed her eyes sadly.
There was dead silence.
"Old Ancestor," the elder in charge of the green robe finally returned: "Except for ten of the seven generations of Hong Wubian's descendants who have not returned, the rest have all arrived outside, awaiting your wishes."
"Xiao Qianxue, you wait here, I'll take care of it." He gently put down the person in his arms, flashed in red, and flew towards the hall door.
He can handle the bloodbath alone.
Hongliluo's figure was like a crane, and he was a hundred feet away in a blink of an eye.
Xiangsi raised her hand, and the four beads in the air fell from the sky. When they touched her hand, they disappeared into the ring. She stretched out her right hand and "chi", a wisp of black flame turned into black light and fell on it.
Boundless red body.
"Hoo", the black flames jumped up wildly, and flames several feet high suddenly appeared and began to burn. "Well..." The boundless red body squirmed in the flames, making bursts of whimpering sounds.
"Xiaobai, Tutu, you guys are watching here," Xiangsi turned around and ran out the door, chasing Hongliluo's figure: "Xuehao, Obsidian, Momo, Qingzi, follow me!"
If we go here, there will be a killing spree, and the blood will flow like a river.
She is not afraid.
In the future, when the Sima clan is bathed in blood, it will be even worse.
She is fearless!
He can stain his hands with blood, and she can also kill with a sword. Because of this mutual understanding, her hands are full of blood, so what!
In front of the meeting building of the main courtyard where the hall is located, on a wide field made of huge stones, stood the seven generations of blood relatives who had been summoned, a total of 1,253 people.
Men and women, old and young, some were confused, thinking, or frowning, with thousands of expressions, each with its own color. The only thing they had in common was that they all kept silent.
It was mid-morning, and the September sun shone on the blue stones, refracting dazzling light. The layers of guards, lined up in neat rows, and the weapons in their hands reflected the sunlight and shone brightly.
With cold light.
A red shadow flashed out from the door of the hall, floated in front of everyone, and stood in the air about two feet above the ground. At the same time, a murderous pressure, like a downpour of rain, moved towards the venue.
On top of the people's heads, the overwhelming impact hit them, enveloping everyone.
The group of people who were waiting to be summoned into the hall felt as if they were weighed down by a thousand kilograms of weight. Their hands were weak and it was difficult to lift their feet. They all looked at the flash of red with panic on their faces.
"Do you still remember Hongliluo?" His eyes swept across the crowd of more than a thousand people, and Hongliluo's gaze fell on a certain part of the crowd, with a cold smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"Hongliluo?!"
"Are you Hongliluo?"
In an instant, exclamations arose, and the tone was irrepressible, unbelievable and unexpected. Everyone turned pale with panic, their faces and eyes were filled with panic.
The person Hongliluo's eyes were focused on was a young man in orange attire who looked like he was about twenty-five or sixty-six years old. However, his arms were already trembling, and his body was swinging from side to side like a swing in the wind.
Shaking, the sweat on his face was like a river.
"We haven't seen you for twenty-two years. Master Hongli Fan, aren't you going to tell us about old times with His Highness?" Hongliluo suddenly smiled brightly, raised her legs and moved forward, her long red robe swaying.
He walked to the crowd, gently pulled the people standing to both sides with one hand, and stood next to the young man.
"Telling, telling the past? I, I don't...have nothing to...tell you." Hongli Fan stuttered and wanted to retreat, but the pressure restricted his body's self-control.
"Young Master Hong Liluo forgets things a lot and throws away the 'friendship' between us. It doesn't matter. My Highness will let you remember it." Hong Liluo said the word "friendship" very seriously.
"I, I have no friendship with you." The sweat on Hong Lifan's face flowed faster and faster.
"How could it not be? The 'friendship' between the two of us is quite deep." She reached out and grabbed one of Hongli Fan's arms. Hongliluo turned around and moved back to where she was, dragging her out of the crowd like an eagle dragging an old hen.
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As soon as Hong Liluo stood in his original position, blue, black, blue and green flashed, and five figures fell to his side, with a thick murderous aura, like a real blade, almost cutting through the air.
"Brother in red, is there anyone else who particularly wants to 'tell about the past'?" He stopped and stood still, Xiangsi's sinister eyes scanned over a thousand people like lightning.
If there is, find it out and "state it" carefully.
And Xue Hao, Hei Yao, Qing Zi, and Mo Mo, without any instructions, automatically flew behind a group of people, each stood in a place, and surrounded the more than a thousand people in front of the hall.
Lock it firmly.
"Qianxue, it's fine as long as I'm here alone." Hongliluo looked at Xiangsi, who was full of murderous intent, with pity in her eyes.
He hopes that his soulmate will never see blood in his life. He is willing to do everything in his power to protect his life, just to keep those bright eyes from dust.
"Brother Hongyi, there is no distinction between you and me between us." Xiangsi's gaze fell on the person Hongliluo was pulling: "How deep is this person's friendship with Brother Hongyi?"
"In the past, when I was sent to the stone room by my family to face the wall, I practiced swordsmanship, spearmanship, boxing, and medicine testing. Master Hongli Fan gave me a copy of all the entertainment. This kind of friendship is not ordinary.
"It's so deep." The smile lines on Hongliluo's face deepened: "Of course I have to pay back one point today, so as not to prevent Young Master Fan from Hongli from saying that I don't repay my kindness."
"No, don't," Hong Lifan's lips were bloodless: "I, I don't want you, you repay the favor."
"How come you don't want to repay?" Xiangsi's eyes turned cold, but the smile on her lips was sweet. "Not only do we want to repay, but we also want to repay with gifts. Brother Hongyi and I are not ungrateful people."
She once thought that the humiliation her predecessor suffered at the Sima family was enough to shock her. Now she realizes that the people from the Hong family are no less capable than the people from the Sima family, and even worse.
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Torturing a five-year-old child in every possible way, the people of the Hong family, Wu Xin, these people, their good fortune has come to an end, and now it is time to end.
I should retaliate tenfold.
She doesn't mind doing it for you.
Raising his hand, a section of ice muscle in the wide sleeve of his left sleeve was like snow, and his jade arm, as tender as gelatin, was exposed in the air. The ring shone like a star in the sun, and a small jade bottle floated quietly in the air.
In the air, the little glimmers of light on the bottle made people feel chilly.
"Your face shape is not bad." She slowly rose up to the same height as Hongli Fan. She raised her right hand and pinched Hongli Fan's chin. Her fingers were as white and tender as spring bamboo shoots, as thin as cicadas.
Yi's translucent nails lightly scratched his face, causing a slight jolt.
"It's just that the skin is not good. It would be even more beautiful if it was retouched." A thin voice spoke up, and the four fingers flew around like they were dancing on the piano keys, and the wind covered the blood-stained face.
"Chichi" refers to the wind cutting through the air, making a slight sound. What appeared in response to the sound were the tiny marks that appeared silently on Hong Lifan's face, and blood beads gurgled out, like a stream of blood.
String of red beads.
"Hiss..." Hongli Fan gasped, her face twisted into a ball.
Hongliluo looked at Xiangsi with a smile, but locked the person in her hands tightly, letting her do whatever she wanted.
"Just add more ingredients, it'll be fine, don't worry." Acacia had a sweet smile on her face, and her voice was so sweet that it could make you sick.
Curling his fingers quickly, he tapped Hongli Fan's body repeatedly. As soon as he stopped his hand, the vial in the air tilted, and a drop of white medicinal juice floated in front of Hongli Fan's face and melted.
A vast white mist enveloped his face and entire head.
"The figure is not bad, it's a good material." Putting away the small bottle with the white medicinal juice, Xiangsi rolled his eyes, and after taking a look at Honglifan's figure, his fingers pointed at the wind and turned into a sharp blade again, and struck
past.
"Hiss..." Honglifan's gorgeous clothes cracked in the wind, and strings of red orbs instantly turned into red spots as the owner's body trembled.
"Let's take some more health supplements. I will be sure to fascinate thousands of girls in Feia City tomorrow." Another small bottle appeared with the sound, floating into the air and dripping out two drops of faintly black color.
Green medicinal juice.
"Brother in red, you can let him go." Xiangsi smiled: "He can't run away."
Hong Li let go of her hand, moved her body two steps sideways, and watched the two drops of medicinal juice in the air fall in front of Hong Li Fan, wrapping her body in green smoke.
"Itchy, itchy, so itchy..." The white mist gradually faded away, and Hongli groaned in sudden pain. She grabbed her face with both hands and began to scratch randomly.
In an instant, the face was covered in blood and flesh, and the blood drops instantly seeped into Hong Lifan's eyes, obscuring his sight.
"My eyes, my eyes!" Hongli Fan, who couldn't see anything, covered his eyes with both hands. His body was like a headless fly, jumping left and right, back and forth in circles.