Zhuo Bufan held her gradually cold hand tightly, tightly, tightly...... The eyes were so hot that they could almost overflow with fire.

At this moment, the middle-aged couple also seemed to have suddenly aged a lot, their originally smooth and delicate foreheads suddenly wrinkled, and even their sideburns began to bloom.

They didn't say a word, they just looked at Hong Yanyan who fell into Zhuo Bufan's arms in a daze, crazy, stupid, and depressed expressions like a broken candle in the wind.

And around them, the people of the Feng family were still fighting with the people of the Lei family, with broken arms, broken legs, and rivers of blood all over the ground.

However, for them, everything is no longer important, everything is static.

They couldn't even hear anything, and all they could see was their daughter, who had closed her eyes.

Although these two people came to assassinate Feng Yifei, at this moment, Feng Yifei didn't even have the slightest intention of hating them in his eyes.

He even felt that these two people were so pitiful and involuntarily.

Then he looked at the reckless man who had fallen in his arms.

At this moment, although he has stopped bleeding, he is still in a coma, and the wind suddenly thinks, why do you have to do something involuntary when you are in the rivers and lakes?

Zhuo Bufan hugged the red and glamorous corpse, as if he was thinking about the same problem.

They seem to have forgotten that there is still fighting around them.

They seem to have forgotten that the Feng family is already full of masters of the Lei family, and they want their lives all the time.

However, they don't care at all.

They don't care about anything anymore.

For them, death is not terrible, but what is terrible is to go through this life and death.

They are no longer fighting, but waiting for death.

The will of those who are waiting for death is already completely weak.

The air seemed to have frozen, but there was a strong smell of blood.

Then, I saw that the reckless man who was lying in Feng Yifei's arms and was seriously injured suddenly made a move, and then, a short knife of Bi Sensen was quickly and quickly inserted into Feng Yifei's chest.

What a quick skill, such a fast knife, such a despicable means.

The wind immediately screamed, and then, after just a few swings back and forth, it had already fallen.

Zhuo Bufan, who was standing on the side, wanted to come forward to save him at this moment, but it was too late.

He finally miscalculated.

The reckless man looked at the wind that was slowly falling, and a cruel and cold smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, like a poisonous snake that devoured people.

However, the smile on the corner of his mouth had not yet fully spread, and the smug light that flashed in his eyes slowly dimmed.

Then, turning around, he watched as the expressionless middle-aged man plunged his entire fist into his body.

The middle-aged man had no expression in his eyes, no expression on his face, but the corners of his eyes revealed endless sadness, like this endless autumn.

The middle-aged man's fist swirled slowly, slowly, and spun in the reckless man's body...... It was as if the gates of hell were being opened for him.

Every time he spun, the reckless man's body couldn't help but contract, as if he had been strangled in his intestines, and as if he had been dug out of a piece of meat, it was a painful expression.

The reckless man looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and looked at him with a look of disbelief at all, as if asking, why, why, why did you kill me?

However, he will never get an answer, because the middle-aged man is dismembering him little by little, like slaughtering a pig that has been washed and faded on a cutting board.

First he threw his two arms off and threw them off the wall, then his legs, and then his remaining organs.

The blood was slowly sprinkled, like heavy rain, like flowers in the sky.

However, the middle-aged man never answered him, let alone told him why he wanted to kill him, and there was no expression on his face.

The middle-aged woman looked at the body of the reckless man, who had been shattered, and suddenly pulled out her pair of short knives from Hong Yanyan's body.

She picked up the reckless man's head from the ground, and said in a tone of infinite sadness, mixed with anger and chagrin:

Please tell the Lei family that we owe the Lei family a great favor and can't repay it with actions, so now, we can only repay with our own lives, and from now on, we no longer owe anything to the Lei family.

As soon as she finished speaking, she had already plunged the pair of short knives into her chest, hard, hard...... Finally, it was inserted into the heart, slowly, slowly......

The force she used was already fierce, and besides, the knife was coated with poison.

When she inserted the pair of short knives into her chest until only a pair of hilts remained, the red tassels on the handles became even redder, and I don't know if they were stained red by her and her daughter's blood, or if they were originally so red.

Then, the corpses that had fallen on the red Yanyan fell together, their expressions were no longer painful, no longer sad, and even showed a smile of relief, as if to say,

Now, I can finally be with my baby daughter Hong Yanyan again, if there is really an afterlife, then we will be mother and daughter in the next life.

The middle-aged man silently watched the middle-aged woman finish all this.

Although he knew in advance what she was going to do, although he might have been able to save it if he had stopped it, he didn't do anything.

When the middle-aged woman fell, the expression on his face froze.

He just walked straight to Feng Yifei, who was lying in a pool of blood, and then shot at several large holes on his chest to help stop the bleeding that still kept flowing.

The original red blood began to turn black at this moment.

That's because of the venom.

He took out a bottle from his arms and threw it into Zhuo Bufan's hand, and even squeezed out a difficult smile from the corner of his mouth, with a complicated expression.

Then, bending down, he picked up the bodies of their mother and daughter, and walked towards the door step by step, leaving a long trail of blood behind him.

Although his martial arts were very high, and his strength was also great, but when he walked out with the corpses of their mother and daughter, his steps were still a little staggering.

Although Zhuo Bufan didn't know what he was going to do, he didn't stop him.

He couldn't stop him either, because at this moment, those masters of the Lei family were still attacking.

And the master of the Feng family is almost dead, and he still has to protect Feng Yifei.

At this moment, Feng Yifei was already seriously injured.

He had already miscalculated once, and this time, he couldn't miscalculate again, otherwise, even if the people of the Feng family didn't say anything, he himself wouldn't have the face to see the old man Feng under Jiuquan again.

He began to crouch down to examine Feng Yifei's wounds.

Although Feng Yifei's injury was very serious, fortunately, it did not hurt his heart, and the middle-aged man just now helped him stop the bleeding in time, so it was not a big problem.

Zhuo Bufan took out the gentle, thin knife, ripped off the rotten flesh on his chest, and waited until red blood began to flow out of Feng Yifei's chest, and then opened the bottle that the middle-aged man had just thrown to him.

That bottle of antidote.

Although he still had a lot of doubts about the middle-aged man, he couldn't care so much about it at the moment.

Feng Yifei is already in danger, and if you don't hurry up and treat it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive an hour.

Therefore, he hurriedly sprinkled the medicine slowly on Feng Yifei's chest, and then, with a "bang", tore off a white belt from his body and helped him entangle the wound.