Under the bright starry sky, fireworks were fleeting, silent.8『ΔΔΔ1    Chinese website Tanluo looked up at the sky, and suddenly his neck was tightly tied by the spoils, and a suffocation came.

She grabbed the silk of the sky wrapped around her neck. The silver thread was as thick as a silky thin, and it was deeply tightened into the flesh. The blood squirted out, which was shocking.

The bronze ghost face was shining with a faint light, and the magical fingers were wrapped around the sky silk, throwing the girl on the horse's back into the air. Tanluo stabilized her body in the air, and the strong force made her stagger and take several steps while landing on the ground, looking at the man with complicated eyes.

"You are the first one to keep your head under my trait of Tianshang Silk." Mo Mei tightened the silk thread and dragged her towards him again.

Tanluo holds the silver thread, and the strong thread is hard to find with the naked eye, so he cuts the golden section of jade.

"Why do you want to lie to me?"

"Lie?" Mo Mei sneered indifferently, "I said I would let you go, but I never said that I would let you leave alive. Thanks to you, the Weiyang Palace failed in operation. Although I don't know who sent you and what purpose it is, so what? Even if this matter really has nothing to do with you, I will definitely not leave you with this potential hidden danger!"

For many years, the righteous martial arts world has been eager to kill them all, and the court regards them as thorns in their eyes. However, after many dynasties, no one knows the real reason why the Weiyang Palace stands tall. They are neither good nor evil, and have always been wandering in the gray area. They never accept tasks easily, and once they take over, the palace masters of all dynasties are personally responsible. This time, he failed and was still in the hands of this unknown girl.

Most importantly, she also peeked at his body! This alone is enough to make her life worse than death!

The demon clenched the silver thread, and the red eye blood dyed the silk thread red. He also bleeded from his neck, and the pain became stronger and stronger. It seemed that the battle was about to be decided. He held three hidden weapons at the fingertips, and while dragging the girl, the first hidden weapon attacked the door.

The golden light flew away, and the golden leaves broke through the air, carrying three points of internal force, and the strong wind blew towards him. While Tan Luo was dodging sideways, the second hidden weapon rushed towards him. She reacted quickly and shot down. The third hidden weapon seemed to see through her next moves, avoiding defense accurately. This time, he used ten of his internal force.

With the sound of flesh and blood inserted, the golden leaf hidden weapon shot into his chest, and blood stained the collar of his chest red.

With a "thump", the ghost-faced man suddenly fell to the ground and covered his chest. The red blood overflowed from his warm jade-like fingers. Several red silks winded down and dripped onto the ground, and the air was filled with blood.

Tan Luo stared at the strange scene in front of her. She pulled out the hidden weapon that penetrated her flesh and blood in her chest. If she hadn't had Shengtian's body refining and mental technique to protect her, this sharp golden leaf would have already penetrated her chest.

The man quickly pressed the acupoint, and he was obviously more surprised than Tanluo. Why was he suddenly injured? And the part where he attacked the other party was exactly the same.

And now it seems that his injury will be several times worse! The dizziness of blood loss, damage to internal organs, and excessive injuries, he fell to the ground with no power.

Tanluo pulled off the silkworm between her neck and walked slowly towards the man step by step.

"Hey, are you dead?" She kicked the ghost-faced man whose breath was gradually weakening.

"You are asking for your own fault, and it's not my business if you die." The ghost-faced man was still lying there without saying a word.

Tanluo was also in a mess now. Blood was constantly coming out from his neck and chest, purple light flashed in his eyes, and the wound gradually healed without realizing it.

"Aren't you a princess? Your companions will come to save you. I will be done with kindness and righteousness if I don't take the opportunity to attack you again, and I will never see you!"

She turned around and stepped onto the horse, and her gray figure disappeared into the night.

Mo Mei lay on the ground, half-closed her eyes as the girl gradually moved away. He moved his fingertips and stroked the cold mask.

Life will eventually dissipate as the blood passes. After carrying twenty years of sin, he is finally freed...

That year, when he was eight years old, he said goodbye to his childhood playmates on the shore of Yangliu Lake.

He looked up at a beautiful woman and asked softly, "Mom, are you going to take me to see Dad?"

In my memory, I vaguely remember that the broken sun shines on the woman through the slender willow leaves, warm and peaceful. The woman's lips curled up in a beautiful curve, and her clear eyes flashed brightly. She gently hugged the boy and stepped onto the carriage beside her, and said patiently: "Of course I will take you to see my father. He is a wealthy family. Remember the rules I taught!"

"Don't worry, my mother, I remember it forever." The boy smiled brightly.

After several days of travel, he and his mother finally arrived at the so-called wealthy family. At that time, he saw several enchanting women surrounding his father. It turned out that the woman his father loved was not just his mother.

As a concubine in the mansion, my mother had no formal marriage or a decent yard, and some of her was just a humble identity.

"Oh, I think this is a child who disturbs people's dreams early in the morning." Xu pushed open the door and glanced at him sideways. "I look like that charming boy at such a young age. It's really disgusting to see it. Go, you have to practice swords and get away. The master is still asleep here. Wake him up and be careful that I will tear off your bad bones."

The long-time companion looked back at the woman. Since he and his mother moved here, the women in the mansion have been talking about his appearance all day long, and they have been sarcastic about the mother and son in public and secretly.

Except for the uncle Zhong in the custody room who was pitiful, he would often secretly give him some idle supplies. Until that day, the nightmare scene was vivid and never erased.

On a midsummer afternoon, the sky was gloomy. When Changjia heard the news from the maids, he was stunned when he saw the tragic scene in front of him. In the backyard, there was a terrifying cry and screaming. My mother curled up on the ground, and there was no perfect place on her body. The beautiful face now had an unrecognizable face, and the blood oozed from her forehead flowed through the corners of her eyes, gathering into a stream of blood and tears that covered her dirty and broken face.

Her eyes were red, and she looked at the man sitting next to her with resentment and despair. Next to him were several women who were trembling with laughter.

"I thought you were so infatuated. It turns out that the kid I brought back was a little bastard. It's a good thing that our master finally had a son, but he ended up raising a son for others."

"If I hadn't accidentally met you and Uncle Zhong's private meeting, you really had to trick you, the charming guy, and you pretended to be cold and cold in your daily life, who would you show me? You're still a slut at heart!"

"That's right, the master might have been tricked by you back then."

When the father of the long-time companion heard the women's discussion, his face became even more serious. He stood up and looked down at the woman who was lying on the ground with a weaker breath, and said disgustedly: "I didn't believe it at first, but this long-time companion did not look like me in terms of character and appearance."

He pointed to the porcelain bowl on the table, and the two drops of blood in the clear water did not blend with each other: "This is the blood I asked the maid around me to take. Now what else do you have to say!"

My mother held up and looked at him in disappointment: "I just hate you, hate you for your ruthlessness, hate you for your ignorance!"

The man stopped looking at her resentful eyes, left a sentence, turned around and walked out of the backyard.

"Beat this woman to death by sticking. As for the wild species, I will be detained in the woodshed tonight and thrown into the mountains and buried alive!"

Behind him, the woman's miserable cry came: "Xu Ren, you bastard, you believe in rumors, kill your wife and son, and you want to kill me and cut me off. Let me leave my companion forever!"

The man kept walking, without any nostalgia or reluctance.

Changbanfei rushed to her mother and used her thin body to block the ruthlessly swung stick for her.

"Why are you all standing there? You haven't dragged this little beast into the woodshed!"

"I'll go with you, let my mother go!" Changban looked at her dyingly lying in a pool of blood, and tears could not be stopped.

"After staying with me...Don't cry..."

She pulled up the corners of her lips stiffly, her hands were weak, and then she fell heavily. Her voice stopped, and the words she had not finished dissipating on her lips, and her dispersed eyes were still staring at him, but the glory was gone.

The dark clouds were low, purple thunder flashed among the clouds, and the strong wind whistled. Under the dim sky, the boy knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to his dead mother. He picked up the long stick stained with blood from his relatives, glaring at every cold face present, his tender little face filled with solemnity.

"My mother is so lonely under her alone. You all go and accompany her." Changban smiled strangely and quickly waved his stick.

The women were in a mess and were chased by the boys.

"You group of useless things, even a little beast can't deal with them. Hurry up, catch him!" Xu screamed and dodged.

My companion was surrounded by everyone for a long time, and suddenly felt a dull pain in the back of my head and suddenly lost consciousness.

When his consciousness gathered, he looked at the dark room and the smell of mold, and he knew that it was a woodshed. He was filled with shabby debris, and an inconspicuous rust axe caught his attention.

The night is desolate and the moon is bleak. There are roars from the distant sky. Xu Ren smells blood in half dreams and half awake. He opens his eyes alertly. A dazzling lightning flash cuts through the night sky, reflecting the boy at the bedside with blood.

Holding the rusty axe for a long time, fresh blood splattered down, and at his feet was a woman's head.

"Madam!" Xu Ren called out in fright. Next to his pillow was a warm headless female corpse.

Looking at Changban's eyes, his eyes were numb, and he slowly approached like a life-seeking demon.

"Beast, you want to kill your father!" Xu Ren shouted and retreated to the foot of the bed, "Here's someone coming, come quickly!"

The man floated to the man like a ghost, covered Xu Ren with bloody little hands and made a move to silence. The smell of blood came to his nose, and Xu Ren held back the disgusting feeling and glared at him.

"Don't make a sound, my mother just misses you, soon, you will see her soon."

Xu Ren looked at the boy's face that looked very fucking, like a woman crawling out from the ground, demanding her life with a ferocious face. He opened his eyes in horror, breathing rapidly, and a heart-wrenching pain came from his chest.

"Dad, your heartache is back again, don't be afraid, please help you relieve yourself." The boy looked at his father covering his chest with cold sweat. He raised his axe high, spreading warmly on his face, and his eyes were filled with blood red...
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