"Poof!"

The butterfly pulled out the dagger suddenly, she stretched out her scarlet tongue, licked the blood on it, and said fiercely: "My fourth young master, you just kept saying that you love me and will give me anything." I just want your life now, why don't you want to give it? ”

If the butterfly before is the dusty, high up holy goddess.

Then the butterfly now is a devil with a hideous face from hell.

"Damn, you slut, I'm going to let you die!"

Zhuge Yong let out a roar like a beast, and then he quickly sealed the acupoints on his body, and the whole person pounced towards the butterfly like an angry black bear.

The butterfly's eyes suddenly froze, and she made a quick move, grabbed Zhuge Yong's arm violently, and fell over the shoulder.

"Click!"

Zhuge Yong's entire body was slammed into a protruding boulder.

The boulder broke on the spot, and Zhuge Yong could really sense that the ribs on his body had been crushed and fractured. In addition, the dantian was destroyed, the foundation was damaged, and he has become a wasted person.

The butterfly lotus stepped forward lightly, and the three-inch golden lotus-like little feet stepped directly on Zhuge Yong's wound, crushing it back and forth, and he screamed in pain.

"My eldest young master, you are still so anxious!"

Zhuge Yong endured the pain, his eyes widened angrily, his eyeballs almost burst out suddenly, and he asked sharply: "Who are you, why do you want to kill me?" ”

"Zhuge Yong, do you still know me?"

The person who answered was not a butterfly, but an ethereal voice.

Immediately, I saw eight plain-clothed women, carrying a beautifully decorated sedan chair, descending from the sky.

The sedan chair came to a steady stop, and there was a violent cough from inside.

Zhuge Yong was so shocked that his eyes were like goldfish eyes, staring at the sedan chair deadly.

At this moment, the butterfly stepped forward and bowed to the people in the sedan chair.

"Slave butterfly, I've seen my master!"

Before her words could land, a gust of wind suddenly rose, and the sedan curtain was lifted, revealing a handsome and delicate face.

However, this face is very pale, not as good as any blood, and in the reflection of the moonlight, it is still a little scary.

"Who are you, why did you forcibly break into my Zhuge Mansion?"

Zhuge Yong didn't recognize the person, and forcibly endured the pain and questioned the person.

Zhuge Mingyue's eyes were gloomy and dead, staring at the sparkling lake quietly, and asked expressionlessly: "Zhuge Yong, do you remember the mother and son who were thrown into the soul lock well by the people of your Zhuge family fifteen years ago?" ”

After listening to Zhuge Mingyue's narration, Zhuge Yong suddenly thought of something and let out a burst of disbelief.

"You're Little Eleven?"

Zhuge Mingyue coughed lightly twice, and Sen Ran sneered: "My fourth brother, it seems that your memory is not bad, and you still remember me!" ”

Zhuge Yong's face was full of disbelief, and he roared hysterically: "Didn't you be thrown into the soul lock well back then, how could you still be alive, no, this is impossible, it can't be!" ”

Zhuge Mingyue seemed to be caught in the memories of the past, and couldn't help but shudder.

He is the son of Zhuge Leiting, the patriarch of the Zhuge family, and ranks eleventh among all the sons of Zhuge Leiting. However, it is not a descendant, but the other party was drunk and forcibly born to a servant girl.

After he was born, he was frail and sickly. In order to let him live, his mother begged the people of the Zhuge family, and even knelt down in the rainy night, in a vain attempt to exchange for the sympathy of the Zhuge family.

However, everyone treats them like pigs and dogs, and all kinds of insults are secondary, and sometimes they even punch and kick them.

In this way, the mother and son lived a life that was inferior to a dog until he was four years old.

Zhuge Mingyue will never forget that year, that day.

In the years after he was born, everything was not going well for the Zhuge family. Many of Zhuge Thunder's descendants were killed by demon beasts.

And it just so happened that at this moment, a yin-yang warlock named Du Yixian said that he was born with a different body, the reincarnation of the Heavenly Demon Lone Star, and specially came to harm the people of the Zhuge family.

Zhuge Thunder and the others listened to the words of this warlock, and even wanted to throw their orphans and widows into the soul lock well.

Lock the soul well, lock all the fierce and resentful spirits in the world.

The two of them, mother and son, stayed in such a dark place.

Darkness, cold, hunger, panic, despair......

At that time, Zhuge Mingyue was still young, and she didn't realize what they were going through, but she just felt scared.

His mother hugged him tightly and told him not to be afraid, it was just a game to exercise his courage.

At the beginning, Zhuge Mingyue was still a little excited. He finally has a chance to prove that he is not a waste in front of his father and his clansmen.

He was very strong, and he held on like this for five days and five nights, but then he was so hungry that he lay on his mother's arms, crying and asking for food.

Just as he was dying of hunger, his mother gave him a piece of meat, still with blood, hot meat.

At that time, his hungry eyes were green, and he couldn't care about anything else, so he devoured it happily.

In this way, every once in a while, his mother would give him a piece of fresh meat to eat, as if playing a trick.

Until one day, his mother stroked his head with great difficulty, and told him in a weak tone that she could no longer accompany him, so that he must live and live well......

Thinking of these dark pasts, Zhuge Mingyue's body trembled, her face was as white as frost, and she looked very penetrating. His eyes were also slightly blurred, and it took a long time to hear him vaguely shout the word "mother" from his mouth.

Zhuge Yong was frightened by Zhuge Mingyue's pale face, although he didn't know what was going on, he could guess it.

His eyes suddenly came out in shock, his mouth trembled, and he squeaked and shouted: "Little Eleven, you, you, what do you want to do, this is the Zhuge family's other garden." If you kill me, Dad and Big Brother will not let you go. As long as you let me go, I can treat this incident as if it never happened! ”

"Hehe, let you go, Zhuge Yong, let me ask you, when I was four years old, why did you let go of my mother and son? Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Zhuge Mingyue sneered, and because her tone was too excited, she began to cough violently.

"Crawling out of the ghost gate, I secretly swore that in this life, I must let all of you Zhuge family experience what it is like to die in the dark, what is it like?"

Zhuge Mingyue's handsome face became extremely hideous and extremely penetrating in an instant.

Just when Zhuge Yong was desperate, there was a sudden shout in the other garden in the distance.

"Young Master Yong, is that you?"

The masters of the voice are the two worshippers of their Zhuge family, Huang Ji and Du Huang.

Zhuge Yong was overjoyed when he heard this, like a drowning man grabbing the last life-saving straw, regardless of the severe pain in his body, he raised his throat and shouted: "I'm here, come and save me, save me!" ”

Huang Ji, Du Huang heard Zhuge Yong's scream, so he took the masters in the other garden and quickly gathered here.

Butterfly recognized the person, hurriedly walked in front of Zhuge Mingyue, and said respectfully: "Master, it's Huang Ji and Du Huang, the two of them have good strength, they are both strong people in the half-yuan infant realm, what should we do now, do you want to leave first, and then make plans?" ”

At this time, Zhuge Mingyue was full of hatred and anger, and shouted desperately: "No, I want to kill them, kill them!" ”

(End of chapter)