He Qing sneered and looked at Feng Cheng, who was sitting on the ground with a sobbing face, and said with a sneer: "You are dead! Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoToday, no matter what, I will never let you out of this door. ”

Feng Chencheng's expression immediately became nervous, and he could see clearly that He Qing's words were categorical, and there was no half-separate joke. It seems that today's little life is really going to be explained here! But......

"-I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!!"

He roared, his face frantic, his eyes wandering back and forth, trying to find the last shred of life.

"These are all excuses for you! I and him are obviously one and the same, what I do is what he does! What he does is what I do, why bother to divide me and him! It's just that he is kind to you, so you want to let him go secretly...... You hypocritical slut!"

He Qing listened to his foul language, but he didn't even raise his eyebrows. Instead, the corners of his lips hooked up a sneering smile, and he said coldly: "So what." ”

"I'm capable enough, and I've never hurt an innocent, and my hands are so clean that I don't even have half a damn human life. Now when I encounter a mad animal like you, I naturally have the ability and position to judge you. Even if I am favoritistic, as long as I want to, as long as I don't violate the moral bottom line in my heart, I can do anything. ”

She looked Feng Cheng up and down, her eyes full of disdain.

But despite favoritism, the object also needs to be seen. A scum like you, I'm too light to crush bones and scatter ashes. If it were possible, I would love to have you slashed you alive and let you experience the feeling of being eaten by flesh and blood. ”

Her tone was grim, and Feng Cheng's scalp was about to blow up when he heard it.

He Qing's tone was so arrogant and natural, it was no longer a matter of course. At this moment, he was really very afraid, in case He Qing really wanted to take her and him one by one, how could it be good?

Feng Cheng's eyes rolled back and forth uneasily, looking back and forth in this small courtyard, and finally, as if he had seen a savior, he shouted loudly to the village chief who was still lying on the recliner and fell asleep: "Dad, Dad, you save me! You help me—"

His voice was sharp and worn, sounding very helpless.

Maybe it's the father and son who are connected, or maybe it's after this bump, it's time for the village chief to wake up.

In He Qing's sighing gaze, he slowly sat up, looking at the people in the courtyard in a trance, at this moment, his mind was all occupied by his son, and he didn't care that his kitchen had collapsed.

However, no matter how he looked at it, the man in front of him was indeed his child! But although the village chief was old, his memory was still very good, and the things he had just said about the flesh and blood of the baby girl made him want to slap himself again and tell himself: This is just a dream!

His son...... The root of his life, he has been painstakingly seen since he was a child, so he will be such a person......

It's a dream, it's a dream. When he woke up, the sun rose as usual, and his son was still quietly sitting in a wheelchair, being carefully served by him.

However, all this is just delusion.

Halfway, his lips trembled, the beard on his chin trembled violently, and his cloudy eyes trembled with tears: "Son, what did you do?!"

Seeing him, Feng Cheng seemed to grasp the last straw, and with the sword in his chest, he almost crawled to his father's side on his knees. Crying and shouting, "Dad, you save me!"

His body had been half-alive and half-dead many years ago, and now his blood was clotting, but he was still alive and well. Although it looks more pale and fragile, its vitality is still very tenacious.

The village elder's body became more and more rickety, he looked at the bright sword on his son's body, and then looked at the black blood gushing out of his body, and finally couldn't help but blacken his eyes, and almost sat down on the ground again!

However, Feng Cheng had already grabbed her and his shirt: "Dad, Dad, save me, she wants to kill me." ”

"Dad, you told her that I didn't kill anyone! I just spread some rumors in the village that those people voluntarily threw the child in and fell to death, and all I ate was dead human flesh, and it didn't matter to Dad who had nothing to do with dead human flesh...... Dad, please help me...... They're all dead, I can change ......"

"Shut your foul mouth!"

He Qing's cold voice came, and her eyes revealed incomparable disgust and disgust.

"Yes, you didn't kill the baby girls with your own hands, but the rumors spread from you. Where are the children of those families who refuse to listen to you and still insist on raising their own children? Isn't it because you used means to deter them, so that they all managed to kill them? and Uncle Chen, who is next door to me, accidentally broke your good deeds back then, and died in less than one night...... This is a lot of blood debts, and now, you dare to say that everyone voluntarily threw their children into it?!!"

"If you hadn't killed all the older children, how could they have believed this ridiculous rumor? The villagers may be ignorant and patriarchal, but not every ignorant person doesn't love their children!"

"It's just eating dead people's flesh...... From the moment you opened your mouth, your human side was devoured by yourself, such an animal, if I don't kill you, I have to keep you as a disaster for the world?!!"

Looking at such a disgusting scumbag, He Qing finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he said coldly: "Village chief, he is no longer your son, but a man-eating demon!"

After finishing speaking, the spiritual power sword that was still inserted in Feng Cheng's chest was quickly pulled out and flew into He Qing's hand in the air.

And the moment the blade was pulled out, Feng Cheng's body finally gushed out a thick black and smelly blood.

He Qing pulled out a sword flower from the snow-white long sword in his palm, and stepped forward without hesitation.

- This time, the blade of the spirit sword pointed directly at the death point in Feng Chengmei's heart, and he was castrated and moved forward, not giving him the slightest chance to live.

"No—!!"

Suddenly, an angry roar came, but it was the old village chief next to him, at this moment, with a flexible strength that was definitely not in line with his usual age, between the lightning and flint, he pushed Feng Cheng away fiercely, and rushed directly into He Qing's sword blade!

He Qing had just been disgusted enough by Feng Cheng, and this time he shot angrily, and there was no room for half a point. The blade of the sword is even more castration, and there is no way to stop it.

At this moment, a sword was handed out, and before she could react, she already felt the sword inserted into the hard skull, making a clearly visible "click" sound.

When she came back to her senses, it was the village chief who had suffered the fatal sword for his son......

Song of Thorns says

I changed my phone.,The input method is not used to it.,There's no memorization of vocabulary.,It's super difficult!! don't make me release when I publish.,Is there ever twelve o'clock.。 In addition, thank you to the local tyrants who rewarded today, and you can earn more than 20 yuan hahaha