Die!

Zhen Menghu is not afraid!

Seeing the long sword in Duan Feimeng's hand stabbing at him, Zhen Menghu suddenly roared, this sound was like a scorching thunder on the ground, and it only shook the small valley as if it were trembling......

Duan Feimeng, who was already a little crazy, actually stopped the sword in his hand for a moment!

At this moment, Zhen Menghu's eyes were full of murderous aura, and the sword in his hand stabbed towards Duan Feimeng fiercely!

Duan Feimeng blocked it with his sword, only to hear the sound of "dang", the long sword in Zhen Menghu's hand was actually torn apart, and another cold light emitted, and it was inserted into Duan Feimeng's chest!

It was an extremely thin and extremely thin sword, that was Zhen Menghu's real trick, and it was also a must-kill move!

The sword was still in Duan Feimeng's body, but Zhen Menghu was powerless to pull it out, and he fell to the ground at the same time as Duan Feimeng, and that sword had exhausted Zhen Menghu's last strength!

Duan Feimeng didn't immediately return to the west because Zhen Menghu's sword was not pulled out, looking at Zhen Menghu, there was no hatred in his eyes, but a few detached expressions!

A little, a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of Duan Feimeng's mouth: "You finally killed me and avenged the flowers, thank you!"

Zhen Menghu's heart was sour, he didn't know whether he was happy or sad, he didn't have half of the happy intention of revenge, and he was a little dazed for a while!

Especially Duan Feimeng's expression at this time, Zhen Menghu couldn't tell which of Duan Feimeng's words was true and which was false?

In fact, the human heart is so complex that no one will really know the minds of others, even if a person himself sometimes does not necessarily understand himself, let alone others?

Duan Feimeng loves Zhen Huahua, does Zhen Huahua love Duan Feimeng?

Duan Feimeng didn't know, and he didn't want to know, he just felt that when he could see Zhen Huahua every day, he would want to sing happily!

Originally, Duan Feimeng hoped that such a happy day could last forever, until yesterday Yu Erye's mission failed, and he rebelled again, and Duan Feimeng's dream was shattered in an instant!

Especially when Zhen Huaxiang died, Duan Feimeng's heart was simply shattered into a few petals, and that kind of pain was even more uncomfortable than killing Duan Feimeng!

That kind of pain made Duan Feimeng want to die immediately, otherwise he wouldn't have left a letter for Zhen Menghu!

So, didn't Duan Feimeng think about escaping with Zhen Huahua?

Duan Feimeng thought about it, and he thought about it more than once, but he couldn't dare more, just because Duan Feimeng's elderly parents had always been in the hands of Zhuge Gang, because Duan Feimeng loved Zhen Huahua again, how could Duan Feimeng dare to do such a thing?

What's more, with the means of the Zhuge Gang, he can arrange himself to monitor Yu Erye, but how do you know that he will not arrange others to monitor him!

I'm afraid that Duan Feimeng didn't care about the lives of his parents and ran away with Zhen Huahua, and he and Zhen Huahua couldn't get out of Yongcheng, and they would definitely die!

Now, Duan Feimeng's life is disappearing little by little, but there is no resentment on his face, but he feels a feeling of getting out of the sea of suffering!

Today, Duan Feimeng did have the heart to kill Zhen Menghu, just because Duan Feimeng didn't kill Zhen Menghu, how could the Zhuge Gang leave Zhen Menghu with such a disaster?

Therefore, Zhen Menghu will definitely die at the hands of the Zhuge Gang, since this is the case, it is better for Duan Feimeng to kill Zhen Menghu himself, at least Zhen Menghu's Tiger Gang will not be wiped out!

But Duan Feimeng didn't expect that Zhen Menghu would have one last move, and it would be Duan Feimeng himself who died first!

Of course Zhen Menghu won't know these things, now Zhen Menghu is accumulating strength, just stand up and pull out the sword on Duan Feimeng's chest, and he can avenge his daughter!

As for whether Duan Feimeng's words were true or not, it no longer mattered to Zhen Menghu, and the hatred accumulated in blood must also be washed away with blood......

The wind was very light, and the insects and frogs in the small valley were chirping, combined with the wheezing sound of Zhen Menghu and Duan Feimeng, which made the small valley full of bloody gas inexplicably feel a little sad......

Suddenly, there was a sudden sound of very light footsteps, followed by a woman's soft sigh, this sigh seemed to have endless grievances and unwillingness, as if there was no happiness in the world, only lingering loss and sorrow......

An extremely beautiful figure came to the front in a moment with a sigh, Duan Feimeng stared at the woman's face intently for an instant, and under the agitation of the mood, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and said intermittently: "It's you?"

Zhen Menghu's eyes showed joy, and he also asked, "You're not dead?"

The woman's pretty face is really as beautiful as a flower, and the look is enough to make people intoxicated, especially the sad color on her face at this moment, which makes me feel pity and pity......

The woman lightly lifted her lips and sighed: "I'm dead, but I'm alive again, and I don't know whether it's joy or sorrow!"

When Zhen Menghu heard this, he was overjoyed and shouted: "Flowers, why are you confused, of course it's good to be alive!"

It was Zhen Huahua, who was already dead, and the dead man came back to life!

Isn't it a miracle in the world that the dead can be resurrected, but Zhen Huahua is standing there alive at the moment!

Duan Feimeng looked at Zhen Huahua obsessively, his eyes were full of admiration and satisfaction, and he had long forgotten where he was?

Suddenly, Zhen Huahua sighed again: "I'm alive, it's a pity that someone is going to die!"

Zhen Menghu, who was in ecstasy, stood up slowly, and walked towards Zhen Huahua step by step, suddenly, his left hand was like an eagle's claw, and he quickly grabbed Zhen Huahua's throat, and his eyes became extremely fierce, as if he wanted to immediately grab a few transparent holes in Zhen Huahua's white and tender neck!

Zhen Huahua's body only moved slightly, and she had already avoided Zhen Menghu's grasp, took a few steps back, sighed, and said: "I'm alive, you actually want to kill me, are you crazy?"

Zhen Menghu didn't speak, just glared at Zhen Huahua fiercely, as if he was going to pounce over and twist Zhen Huahua's snow-white and pink neck at any time!

Duan Feimeng's eyes were not obsessed at the moment, he coughed violently a few times, and said coldly: "You are not a flower at all?

Zhen Huahua smiled coquettishly: "I'm not Zhen Huahua, so who am I?"

Zhen Menghu said: "I don't know who you are, but it's definitely not a flower!"

Zhen Huahua said: "Could it be that my clothes are not wearing the right clothes, or I don't look like them, and I was recognized by the two of you!" After speaking, with a wipe of his hand, there was an extra delicate human skin mask in his hand!

I saw that this woman's appearance is also extremely beautiful and a few years younger, and her face shape is also somewhat similar to Zhen Huahua, but it is a little less Zhen Huahua's seductive aura of a mature young woman, and a little more girl's lively and agile temperament!

Duan Feimeng said: "You actually look very similar, but you did something wrong!"

The woman smiled and said, "What did I do wrong? I really can't think of it being seen by Uncle Duan!"

Duan Feimeng said: "Your shoes!"

The woman looked down at the bright green shoes on her feet and asked, "What's wrong with these shoes?"

Duan Feimeng said: "Just because of flowers, I never wear green clothes or shoes!"

The woman shrugged her shoulders and said, "It seems that Uncle Duan is really obsessed with Zhen Huahua, and he actually saw a flaw in a pair of ordinary shoes, but I didn't expect it!

Zhen Menghu shook his head and said, "No, who are you? Why are you dressed up as flowers?"

The woman grinned and said, "Then what does Gang Master Zhen mean is that there are other places where I don't pretend to be, and I don't understand! Okay, how about this, if you tell me where I don't pretend to be, I'll tell you who I am?"

At the beginning, Zhen Menghu made a move, Duan Feimeng thought that Zhen Menghu must be the same as himself, and he saw the flaws in the shoes worn by the woman, after all, it is not uncommon for a father to know what color clothes his daughter likes to wear!

But as soon as he heard Zhen Menghu say this, Duan Feimeng was also curious about where Zhen Menghu saw the flaws!

Zhen Menghu said: "Actually, it's very simple, I taught me the martial arts of flowers, and her light skills are definitely not so good!"

The woman smiled dumbly and said: "It seems that it is a troublesome thing sometimes to be too good at light, but it is not fun at all to be guessed by you at once! Fortunately, you are about to die, and the dead will never remember so much! And don't forget, my name is Peony!"

The hands of the peony are very white and tender, white like jade, tender like tofu, and the water is very beautiful!

This white and tender hand, which should have been held in the hands of a young and amorous man, has now become a murderous weapon!

The white and tender hand, just like Zhen Menghu just grabbed the throat of the peony, but the speed is not much faster, where does Zhen Menghu still have the strength to dodge the counterattack at this time, he simply closed his eyes and waited for death, but he has an unyielding majesty!

"Ahh There was a scream, and the sound of the throat bone shattering came, but Zhen Menghu didn't feel the slightest pain, he couldn't help but be surprised, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Duan Feimeng blocking in front of him, and it was Duan Feimeng who saved himself with his last breath!

Just when Zhen Menghu hadn't reacted yet, there was a soft sound of the wave, Zhen Menghu's chest hurt, he couldn't help screaming, looked down, and the sword that pierced his heart was so familiar, it was the sword that he pierced into Duan Feimeng's chest......

With a bang, the sword was drawn, Zhen Menghu and Duan Feimeng fell to the ground at the same time, and then the sword suddenly pierced into the soil, only a foot away from Zhen Menghu's head, and the blood on the sword was dripping into the soil drop by drop, and it was impossible to tell whether the blood on the sword was Zhen Menghu's or Duan Feimeng's!

These are no longer important, just because Zhen Menghu and Duan Feimeng are already dead!

Peony glanced at the corpses of Zhen Menghu and Duan Feimeng, sighed and said, "Don't forget that my name is Peony!"

I saw Peony Shi Shiran leaving, that kind of relaxed look, it didn't look like he had just killed someone, and it was quite a bit of leisure and comfort in the mountains and rivers!

A man is riding a horse at the moment, desperately rushing towards the small valley, a pair of dark and bright eyes make people still feel so warm at first sight, but there is a little more anxiety!

This person is none other than Long Feiyun!

It turned out that not long after Zhen Menghu left, Long Feiyun arrived at Yu Erye's mansion, and when he heard that the people in the Tiger Hall said that Zhen Menghu was invited to the small valley outside Yongcheng, Long Feiyun immediately felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly borrowed a horse from the Tiger Hall and chased after him!