Chapter 1306： The bottom line you cant touch (1/2)
”Hou'er, don't let yourself be hurt again in the future, mother-in-law can't be with you anymore, you have to be good.”
”Xiao Hou, in the future, don't let yourself be so embarrassed and take care.”
My mother's voice more than a decade ago coincided with the words of today's little rogue, as if a sharp blade stuck in his heart.
why? Everyone who treats him sincerely will eventually leave him in the most tragic way.
Why can every wicked person live a good life in the world, but those who bear the deep hatred of blood and blood have to taste the separation of loved ones again and again?
Buddha said that there were eight hardships in his life. He had tried them one by one in just a few years, and he felt pained.
The rain entered his eyes and wet his eyes.
The watery eyes were full of pain and despair at this moment.
Rogue, why do you let go of my hand?
I would rather fall with you than let you loose!
He slowly clenched the empty hand, like the empty heart.
The vine was falling inch by inch, but he didn't notice it.
At this moment, he seemed to have lost all the light, and his entire eyes were dull.
”Pang Yuejing is finally dead. Let's say that we have complained to the girl Rouer for the grownup, walk around, and go back and report it to the grownup, so that the grownup will be happy too.”
The words of gloat came over the head, very harsh.
”You Qingxi--”
Xiao Hou's eyes glowed with cold light, like the cold refracted by the sun on the iceberg, and yelled word for word about You Qingxi.
As soon as he pressed his finger, the whole man turned over and jumped up the hillside by the reaction force that the vine pulled out instantly.
”You, why aren't you dead ... ah-”
The man who just pointed at him was holding the arm of the broken palm, and looked in horror at Yan Luo as if he was walking from hell. The people behind him were also shocked and stepped back.
”Before sending your master to hell, how could the king die?” He bent over and picked up the man's sword, and gently lifted the broken palm above, as if he could not sweep away a dead leaf.
As soon as the words fell, his wrists flipped, and the sand and stones immediately flew, and the world changed. Except for the man with the broken palm, everyone else had been cut throat with a sword and died of anger.
The man immediately knelt down and looked at him begging for mercy, ”Don't kill me, don't kill me—”
”Go back and tell you adults, within six months, Wang Ding will take his first rank personally, let him take care of his life, don't lose the contract at that time, get off-”
The man froze, facing the pair of aggressive eyes, and suddenly rushed to the rain curtain.
”Ding--”