Chapter 464 (1/2)

”Lean lean, look at your fierce wild seed! How vulnerable! It's rubbish!” Author's recommendation: pregnant young Grandma: President, I'm hungry again

That wipe did not erase the blood splashed on his face by Li yanye, but made the resolute face more ferocious and terrible.

And Li yanye's mouth kept pouring out bright red liquid, but he was still laughing, which made people creepy.

”Qing Qing... Look at your son. He's vomiting blood now... Is he distressed? He's dying! I can go with you!”

Hetun suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the wax statue, talking to himself and suddenly shouted.

”When you were happy with that adulterer Li Lin, did you ever think that one day your evil seed will fall into the hands of my Yan Ting? Your wild seed will use blood to help you wash away all your sins today!”

Hetun said word by word, and the more he got to the back, the more excited he was, and almost roared. The whole body was trembling slightly.

”How about making your son into a mummy? Let him kneel in front of you every day and night, let you meet every day, and let him repent and make amends for you!”

Hetun's expression was very ferocious, as if he wanted to vent his anger that had been accumulated for decades.

”Old ten, just let him kneel on the ground!”

The slowly calming Hetun mouth made a cold sound.

Li yanye didn't recover from all the internal injuries he suffered before. Now he Tun kicked him in the chest, so he even had a pain in breathing at this time.

However, his body still stood upright and upright, as if he would not kneel to Hetun or his mother.

Yan Laoshi answered Hetun and went straight to him. He kicked hard at the knee bend of Li yanye. Li yanye still stood upright, and Yan Laoshi continued to kick. He failed to make Li yanye kneel down several times. Li yanye even began to resist.

The result of his resistance was the severe beating of Hetun and Yan Laoshi.

Finally, he was forced to kneel in front of his mother's wax statue. The haze smile of Li Yan's night had a smell of blood.

Hetun, who walked out of the sacrifice room, stumbled. Seems to have experienced a life and death.

He could also feel that an invisible hand had captured his heart and it was difficult to breathe.

Hetun didn't know why he felt so strange. He didn't seem to be punishing the woman, or Li Lin, or their evil seed. It's punishing himself.

But he shouldn't have reacted like this. After so many years of oppression and oppression, he finally washed away the shame. Shouldn't he be very happy? Why should my heart be so heavy?

Hetun subconsciously wanted to grasp anything and stabilize his body. Somehow, he stumbled at his feet and fell sideways.

”Adoptive father!”

Yan 12 immediately rushed up from a distance and picked up the river village that was about to fall.