Article 811

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The Dan Heart Hall was silent.

He didn't retreat, his body swayed violently, and then he knelt on the ground. He stared at everything in front of him, tears rolling down his face. He raised his hand and tried to wipe it, but he wiped it indiscriminately but couldn't wipe it off, and the tears flowed down in a string.

Finally, he buried his face in the palm of his hand, and a small whimper came out of his throat, and the whimper was like ink on paper, and it was rendered - and then the paper was full of absurdity, all ink stains.

"Father...Father!!"

The whimper turned into a howl.

The people who stood in front of Xue Meng could no longer stand up. With broad shoulders and a stern smile, he blocked the ups and downs of life for him.

The juvenile time of Tianzhizi, the worry-free years, really ended at this moment.

Fall apart.

It's messed up, everything is messed up.

The Jiang Dongtang cultivator who made a ruthless hand was stunned, the heavy sword fell to the ground, and he muttered: "No, no...not me..."

He couldn't stop shaking his head, watching Xue Meng kneeling in the same place like crazy, he was so frightened, he shook like a sieve. He wanted to run away, but everyone's eyes were on him, and he had no way to retreat.

"No... listen to me... I just wanted to shoot down the weapon in his hand..."

He stared at Xue Meng and swallowed nervously.

Xue Meng is still immersed in great sadness at the moment, but he knows that once Xue Meng raises his eyes, there is only one way to wait for him - death.

"Go and ask Mrs. Wang to come over." Elder Xuanji was the calmest of all. He looked at Xue Meng, who was huddled in place, and he was still crying before he stood up. He whispered to his disciples, "Hurry up, I'm afraid no one can stop the young master in a while."

The disciple saw the head dead, his face was full of tears: "But Master, the head does not let the wife come over, the wife never intervenes in major affairs, she..."

"What time is it, and I'm still talking about some of these." Xuanji said, "Come on!"

The disciple wiped his tears, nodded and ran to the back mountain.

With the death of the head, everything finally began to calm down. There were people in the hall who couldn't stop moaning because of the pain of the wound, some people were pale, and some people pursed their lips and said nothing. Someone else said softly: "What's going on, Xue Zhengyi's ability should be more than that, why can't he escape?"

They didn't know that Xue Zhengyi was stabbed by Zhenlong's chess piece because he was slaughtering demons and evil in Wuchang Town the day before, and his vitals were injured. They just sigh:

"Hey, after sitting on the head for a long time, everyone will get old, and the hero is too late."

Xue Meng didn't listen to those rustling words. His eyes were gradually covered with blood because of tears and hatred. He choked, wept, and wept, and finally, there was a red maple in his eyes.

He raised his eyes and stared at all the intruders. At this moment, the pure and sincere eyes burned out, only blood and hatred, hatred and resentment.

A howl! Dragon City bào up! !

kill!

This time, Xue Meng really lost his mind and screamed around. He became so terrifying, irrational, not afraid of death or pain, who could stop him? No one could stop him.

Wubei Temple, Lonely Moon Night, Jiangdongtang, Huohuang Pavilion...Bah! He can't see! He only saw Li Gui's faces and twisted figures, and he felt that he was in purgatory in the endless blood.

hatred!

Why?

Why is it that twenty years of hard work can be used to learn from, but one can't escape the calculation and gossip for four or five years?

Why do you work hard all your life, but in the end, you only pay in good faith, and your blood is flowing?

Why Dou Mi raises kindness and Shengmi raises revenge.

Why so stupid.

Rivers of blood.

No one's words can be heard, and no one's persuasion is in vain.

Xue Meng is crazy, the phoenix wants blood, the blood burns into fire, and the fire bursts out of the red eyes, full of blood, and bites the throat of everyone who tries to block him!

You know, the weak crown that year, the cicadas chirped in midsummer.

Xue Zhengyi touched Xue Meng's head with a smile and asked, "What do I want to do in the future?"

"Just like Daddy." Fenghuang'er said with clear eyes, "Being a great hero, being a good man, punishing evil and promoting good, is worthy of your heart."

Blood spurted on his face, and someone screamed in agony.

Who did he kill?

It's like who's sister is who's wife.

It doesn't matter.

Die, kill, kill, anyway, he is no longer clean, anyway, they asked for it... they bī him! !

He slaughtered like crazy, and the crowd scattered. He can't hear... can't hear...

until the man's voice sounded.

"Meng'er."

Such as pinch seven inches.

A trembling voice that was trying to suppress his emotions.

The softness is like a coil of incense rising up, and the smoke will dissipate when the fingertips are pinched.

Xue Meng was stunned.

"Take him!"

"Don't let him go crazy!"

There were people rushing around.

"Meng'er..."

Xue Meng is a tiger and leopard who was besieged by a group of láng. He was covered in blood, and his arm was shaking unbearably. After this battle, I am afraid that there is no way to use this arm to hold a knife. He narrowed his eyes, blood dripping from his pupils. He turned his head stiffly.

The back door of the Danxin Hall opened wide, and the vast sky light poured in.

Mrs. Wang appeared at the door

Mouth, dressed in plain white clothes, she is frail, has a gentle temperament, and never interferes in the affairs of the palace, as it has always been.

It was not until now that she heard the news and rushed to the front, the former beauty with clouded temples was already wet with tears.

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