After squeezing Shi Huayuan to death, Yang Xuan looked at Song Qingyu in the distance.
His gaze was like thunder. As the thunder fell, Song Qingyu was dumbstruck.
He stared blankly at Shi Huayuan, whose neck was easily crushed by Yang Xuan. His mind was blank.
Because of the distance, he didn't see Meng Zhitang and Meng Zhishou's deaths clearly. However, he saw the entire process of Shi Huayuan's death clearly.
How is this possible?
He couldn't help but ask himself this question.
However, no one gave him an answer.
Looking at the figure slowly walking towards him, he finally couldn't help but feel a deep fear in his heart.
"Let me go!" He looked at the person in front of him and squeezed out three words from his trembling teeth that were distorted by excessive fear.
Yang Xuan's hand that reached out to his throat stopped. In his mind, he suddenly thought of a name — Chi Kong.
Song Qingyu seemed to be related to Chi Kong's madness. He couldn't die yet.
Seeing Yang Xuan's hand stop, Chi Kong's eyes, which were already full of fear, revealed a trace of ecstasy.
However, in just a second, the ecstasy in his eyes completely froze.
"No?" He screamed crazily, his body constantly struggling.
However, all his struggles were in vain. When his soul was pulled out of his body and rolled into a ball, all his voices came to an abrupt end.
"My … my ending can't be like this. It's impossible …"
He muttered, and then sank into endless darkness.
At the same time, the imperial guards that came from all directions turned into dust in the universe before they could react to what had happened. Not even a trace of them was left behind.
At this moment, Yang Xuan had already disappeared from the spot.
… …
The main hall of the Meng residence.
In the incomparably huge and luxuriously decorated hall, it was already full of distinguished guests.
Beautiful maids brought all kinds of delicacies up like flowing water.
The fragrance of fine wine mixed with the food wantonly filled the air. Everywhere was filled with the smell of festivity.
Meng Liuke looked at the several thousand guests with a smile on his face. He nodded slightly and said to the person beside him, "Brother Wu, my son will have to trouble you in the future."
Beside him, a potbellied old man stroked his beard and smiled, "Brother Meng, what are you talking about? Young Master Yan is talented. I, Wu Zhangshan, am very happy to have such a good disciple."
Meng Liuke smiled and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a loud shout, "The bride has arrived."
Hearing this, Meng Hai, who was standing behind Meng Liuke, chuckled.
Meng Liuke glared at him, but didn't have the heart to scold him. Shaking his head, he said, "Why aren't you hurrying along?"
In all his life, Meng Hai was most afraid of his father. Seeing that his father had agreed, he cheered and whistled away.
Meng Liuke shook his head and said, "He really can't grow up. I don't know how long he'll be stupid for."
Wu Zhangshan smiled and said, "Mister Hai has a simple and honest temperament, he will naturally be blessed with good fortune, Brother Meng need not worry."
At this moment, someone came to report.
"Master, Emperor Li has entered the range of Star Chi."
"Haha, Brother Li has also arrived. Let's go and welcome him." Wu Zhangshan laughed heartily, looking very happy.
Meng Liuke also smiled and said, "Good. Now that Brother Li has arrived, the three of us have gathered together today. It will be a wonderful story. We must drink until he is drunk."
After saying that, he called Uncle Qing over and ordered, "You stay here and keep an eye on things."
"Yes!" Uncle Qing bowed slightly with a smile on his face. As an old man who had followed Meng Liuke since the beginning, how could he not know who the master was going to welcome?
After the arrangements were made, Meng Liuke and Wu Zhangshan left together.
Not long after, the guests in the hall suddenly cheered.
It turned out that Meng Hai had pulled the red string and led the bride out.
The red bridal veil was pulled up by the fool, revealing a beautiful face with bright eyes and white teeth.
The guests cheered. Even Uncle Qing had a smile on his face.
Although he didn't like this woman's lowly background, he had to admit that this woman's appearance was peerless.
The fool was also smiling, smiling with a face full of spring breeze.
Everyone was laughing. Their laughter traveled far, far away.
Only the girl with bright eyes and white teeth was not laughing.
She just stared blankly outside the hall, looking at the starry sky. Pearls fell from her beautiful eyes.
A figure in white seemed to appear in front of her. He looked at her with a smile and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to kill someone."
Take you to kill someone!
These were the most beautiful words she had ever heard in her life. These were also the words that gave her the greatest sense of security she had ever heard in her life.
"Master … where are you?" She muttered to herself, her voice trembling.
Tears fell down her beautiful face. A plum blossom bloomed on the ground, just like the red wintersweet in the small courtyard.
She remembered that her master had smiled and plucked plum blossoms.
Then, she smiled. Her smile was like a flower.
The plum blossoms bloomed on the thick carpet. They were lonely and beautiful.
The first person to notice that something was wrong was the old maid beside the woman. She tore off the red cloak covering the bride's body and screamed.
There was a dagger in the woman's chest, piercing her heart.
Meng Yan rushed over immediately. He reached out and frowned.
"There's no hope. Her heart has been completely ruptured." He turned around and said to Uncle Qing, who appeared behind him.
Uncle Qing's face instantly darkened.
Meng Liuke had just left, and this happened. He did not know how to explain it.
The hall gradually quieted down. Everyone looked at each other. No one had expected this to happen.
Only that fool was still giggling foolishly and muttering something about marrying a bride.
Right at this moment, a long howl that shook the heavens and the earth resounded.
Then, a white figure seemed to have cut through the starry sky for billions of years. Accompanied by endless lightning, it landed with a loud bang.
The next moment, the woman on the ground was already in someone's arms.
The woman was smiling. Her smile was very bright, very bright, like a plum blossom blooming in a snowy night.
The next moment, her hand drooped down weakly, and she was no longer breathing.
Yang Xuan instantly extracted the wood spiritual energy in the world and injected it into Little Que 'er's body.
However, it did not have any effect. Her soul was already shattered, and even a god could not save her.
What should have left had left in the end. Even he could not make her stay.
Yang Xuan held Que 'er's body tightly in his arms and did not make a sound for a long time.
He was still one step too late. He did not even have time to save Little Que 'er's soul.
"Big Brother, Big Sister, are you also businessmen?"
"Little Que 'er is also a businessman."
"I'm not afraid of you. It's you, bad guy."
"Little Que 'er wants to kill them all myself. Kill them all!"
…
Those words and those scenes flashed through Yang Xuan's mind like a movie. His head hurt so much that it felt like it was about to explode.
An extremely gloomy aura began to spread in the hall.
The temperature began to drop. Some guests even wrapped their clothes tightly because of the cold.
After a long time, Yang Xuan suddenly smiled and said softly, "Que 'er, Master is going to kill someone."
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