A blood hole appeared in Mandala's chest, and blood flowed freely. The infinite murderous intent in his eyes disappeared at this moment, turning into a soft expression, revealing a pale and miserable smile: "Ling Xian, you still won.
.”
Looking at the mandala lying in a pool of blood, unable to be saved by gods, Ling Xian did not have the joy of a winner, nor the unspeakable state of mind of killing an old enemy, but only a painful smile: "I don't think I won.
If I win, I will kill my competitors and my relatives. If I win, I would rather never come back."
"Yeah, you didn't have to come back, so I'll treat you as if you don't exist, but why do you want to come back? You told me your dream, you said, you don't want to be a killer, nor do you want to be a big shot.
, I just want to find someone I love, and live an ordinary life like this, raising a husband and raising children, I don’t want to kill anyone, and I don’t want to be killed. You all know that Dragon Palace is controlled by me, what are you doing here? Are you really that palace-like?
Lord?" Mandala showed a somewhat self-deprecating smile.
"I don't want to be the palace master. I never thought about it from the beginning to the end. From the day we were selected, I actually decided not to come back. But you shouldn't use such methods. The old palace master raised us.
You shouldn't take action against her, you shouldn't force her to have a baby. So I came back. I thought about killing you. I even arranged everything to get everything that belongs to me out of the hands of you, an unfaithful and unfilial person.
Take it away, so that I can live up to the palace master's great kindness to me."
Lingxian said this with unspeakable sadness on his face: "But I still gave up my arrangement. I didn't let Hades come with a large army, and I didn't reveal the location of the Dragon Palace. I just wanted to come back and see the old palace.
Lord, if possible, I hope you will let me leave with the palace master. After that, Dragon Palace and I will never have anything to do with each other."
"Is what you said then true?" Mandala, whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, remembered what Ling Xian said to her when he returned to the Dragon Palace a few months ago. At that time, she thought it was just Ling Xian's method and plan to deceive her.
"Haha!" He showed a self-deprecating smile: "I just didn't expect that your intention to kill me would be so strong."
"Although I will do it again, I will still regret it now. If you were killed today, I will regret it too, but I will still do it, because I really don't understand why the palace master
Just choose you, why just let me be a stepping stone!" Even though his breath was getting weaker and weaker, Mandala still looked very excited at this moment.
But at this moment, a woman's voice seemed to come from nine heavens away: "Because I don't want you to be locked up in this deep palace for the rest of your life. The outside world is colorful. Once you become the palace lord, it means that
Lost freedom."
A woman who looked to be around thirty years old and exuded an aura of indifference appeared in front of everyone. Even the king of killers like Futu did not react.
Ling Xian said in surprise: "Palace Master, you're awake!"
Yes, this woman is Ao Shuanghua, the master of Dragon Palace, one of the several killer organizations in the world. The owner of Dragon Palace.
Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at this woman's face.
It's just that Ling Xian saw the palace master's face just now. It was still pale, a little less graceful and noble than before, and a little more cold-blooded and indifferent.
The palace master glanced at Ling Xian indifferently, did not respond to Ling Xian's words, and snorted coldly to a killer lying in a corner in the distance: "Get out of here!"
Immediately, the man who had just shot Mandala ran over quickly with a gun in his hand and sweat on his head. His body was trembling and he said, "My subordinate, Disha, pays homage to the palace master."
Ao Shuanghua looked around. Almost all the people in Mandala were dead. Only Mandala and her peak bodyguard were still lying on the ground, but they were not completely dead yet.
Ao Shuanghua's eyes looked at Mandala with a somewhat loving and sad look, and Mandala felt something and couldn't help but said: "Why?"
What she asked was not why Ao Shuanghua was partial, but why Ao Shuanghua said that.
Ao Shuanghua checked Mandala's injuries, and then his eyes became more and more sad, and he sighed: "Now that things have happened, I tell you that you are my daughter, so I don't want you to be the palace master, so naturally I will treat Lingxian
I have to be biased, but I didn't expect that it would actually make you narrow-minded and harm you. I'm sorry for you, mother."
Ao Shuanghua sadly revealed a shocking secret.
At this moment, Mandala was also extremely shocked, but her expression was frozen at this moment, her eyes gradually lost their luster, and her breath had returned to silence.
The dying bodyguard next to him glanced at the dead Mandala, his face became abnormally flushed, and he shouted to Mandala with almost the greatest strength in his life: "I, Wen Heng, like you, whether you are in heaven or in heaven."
Underground, I will follow you! For life, ten lives!"
After saying that, the bodyguard named Wen Heng gathered all his inner energy in his hand and slapped him on the head.
In an instant, Wen Heng bled to death from seven holes, and fell beside Mandala. His eyes were wide open, as if he was still looking at the woman in his mind, wanting to look at him like this for a lifetime, ten lifetimes...
Ao Shuanghua shed two tears and said lightly: "Mom avenges you, let them bury you with you!"
When Lingxian Pagoda and Disha heard these words, they instantly recovered from their shock, and then their expressions changed drastically, because the three of them felt an unparalleled murderous aura that even made them unable to move.
Ao Shuanghua first looked at Disha, and his voice became cold: "You broke my daughter's heart with one shot, you shall be punished!"
Almost instantly, Ao Shuanghua stretched out a hand and inserted it into Disha's chest in the blink of an eye. After a terrifying breath, Ao Shuanghua pulled his hand back.
Suddenly, a beating heart appeared in his hand, and in front of the horrified Di Sha, he crushed it, causing thick blood to splash everywhere.
Futu grabbed Lingxian almost instantly and ran outside. They felt Ao Shuanghua's shocking murderous intention.
Lingxian seemed to be dumbfounded, letting the pagoda pull her to run quickly. It seemed that she still couldn't understand why it was like this.
But the figure of Futu who was running quickly stopped, because Ao Shuanghua had blocked their way. At this moment, Ao Shuanghua's eyes still had cold murderous intent.
"Why?" This time it was Lingxian's turn to ask.
"My daughter was killed by you, I should take revenge, and let this secret be buried underground, so everyone must die!" The murderous intention in Ao Shuanghua seemed to be breathtaking.
Futu took out his dagger, as if he was not affected, and looked at the woman in front of him calmly: "If we don't say anything, let us go!"
"Futu, I have been very kind to you, do you want to kill me?" Ao Shuanghua said coldly.
"It is precisely because you were so good to each other back then that I promised Ling Xian that I would seek justice from you, but I didn't expect that things would turn out like this!" A rare expression of excitement appeared on Fu Tu's face.
"How?" Ao Shuanghua smiled coldly.
"Who is the father of Mandala?" Futu's face seemed calm, but his eyes were a little bloodshot.
"Are you qualified to ask?" Ao Shuanghua glanced at the pagoda with disdain. (To be continued)