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The room was silent.

They all opened their eyes wide, stared at their eyeballs, trembling all over, looking at Wu Jingyang in front of them, and they were swallowed up in an instant by the scarlet fire that burst out of their bodies.

Wu Jingyang's terrible screams were still echoing in the room, but at this moment, Wu Jingyang had already been burned into nothingness by the scarlet fire.

As for the delicate girl who was originally sitting next to Wu Jingyang and letting him knead it, she was already stupid at this moment, her face was extremely pale and miserable. screamed and fell to the ground, the soft delicate body, but there was no longer the slightest strength, and the tears were immediately scared out.

Everyone in the room stared at each other, frightened in their hearts, but seemed to have forgotten to breathe. Only above the walls, an ancient clock, ticking and ticking.

As if it echoed in my heart, the cold air was bubbling on my back.

Wu Jingyang's death became the biggest unsolved case in Zhonghai that year. No evidence was found.

However, the killing is still going on and the death continues.

Chu Yun's curse was still sweeping around the world like a storm.

London.

There is a Mercedes-Benz S series luxury car, when crossing the viaduct, the people in the car suddenly spontaneously combusted without fire. In the end, the vehicle lost control and crashed into the pier of the viaduct, and then there was an explosion, and the brand-new car exploded into a bright firework on the viaduct, and helplessly fell into the river under the bridge.

Wu Qingsong's nephew, Wu Yong, his wife and children, were burned into nothingness by the scarlet fire when they went out on an outing.

Paris, France.

In front of a church, there were old people passing by, and their children, and suddenly there was no fire and spontaneous combustion. They roared, screamed, and rolled wildly on the ground, but the scarlet fire that emerged from their bodies still mercilessly devoured them, and finally, they were wiped out, leaving no trace in the world.

In just a few hours, there have been hundreds of incidents of spontaneous combustion without fire around the world. If someone who cares about these events is connected, they will definitely find that almost all of these people are Chinese, and most of them have recently emigrated abroad, and more importantly, almost all of the people involved are surnamed Wu.

Wu Qingsong's bloodline relatives, the entire Wu family, were almost slaughtered at this moment.

The three generations of the Wu family, a full hundred and thirty-eight people, all of them were burned into nothingness by Chu Yun in the midst of Wu Qingsong's desperate face.

"Devil, you are a devil"

"Ahhh

Outside the southern suburbs of Jingzhou, Wu Qingsong was howling like a fool at the moment, tears were already flowing all over his face, he looked at Chu Yun, and roared hysterically.

However, the picture in front of Wu Qingsong is still continuing. When he saw his nephews, nephews, and grandsons dying in front of him one by one, when he heard their terrible shouts, as if countless knives were slashing through Wu Qingsong's heart, the heart-rending pain was almost worse than killing himself.

Yes, for Wu Qingsong, the most painful thing is not death, but the miserable death of his bloodline relatives in front of him like now. Not even the scum remained.

And all this is just because of him, Wu Qingsong, who offended the young man in front of him.

Suddenly, it was as if something had cracked open in my heart, and water of remorse flowed out.

At this moment, Wu Qingsong really regretted it. If he doesn't kill Chu Yun, if he doesn't send Lin Zhixuan to kill Chu Yun's family, if he doesn't go back to Jiangdong to be the honor of Jiangdong. Maybe your descendants won't die.

However, in the face of Wu Qingsong's voice of remorse, Chu Yun didn't seem to hear it, he felt the power of the remnants of the bloodline curse, but he looked at Wu Qingsong, and suddenly smiled: "Wu Qingsong, don't worry about it first." ”

"Two more people didn't die. ”

"One is your brother, Chen Qingquan. The other is your daughter, Wu."

Hearing Chu Yun's words, Wu Qingsong's old body immediately trembled violently. An old face was full of panic, tears covered the old face, he almost went crazy and began to roar, and finally almost knelt down to Chu Yun: "Don't kill Ling'er, please, don't kill Ling'er"

"Ling'er is the only child of me and Ahuai in this world, you have already killed Xiao Ming, you have killed so many people in my Wu family, please, let Ling'er go, don't kill her"

Is it horror or remorse. In the past, the richest man in a province, the respect of Jiangdong, was embarrassed at this time, with tears on his face, kneeling on the ground, facing Chu Yun, begging bitterly.

The sound of grief made this world seem to be surging with deep sadness. Even the clouds in the sky trembled.

However, in the face of Wu Qingsong's crying, Chu Yun was indifferent, as if he had not heard it.

"If you knew today, why bother in the first place?"

"When you send people to besiege and kill my Fenghai Chu family, everything will be irreparable!"

The cold sound, full of surging killing intent, exploded in the world here.

Yunyang Immortal Venerable has always been decisive in killing. How could he be shaken because Wu Qingsong begged for mercy and cried.

When he was reborn, Chu Yun had already sworn that in this life, he would rather lose the world than his parents and relatives. Wu Qingsong's various behaviors have already deeply violated Chu Yun's bottom line. If someone hadn't rescued him at the beginning, I am afraid that his relatives would have been wiped out by Wu Qingsong.

With such hatred, how could Chu Yun let this person go so easily?

In Wu Qingsong's desperate expression, Chu Yun burst into a shout, resounding in the sky: "Kill!"

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Tokyo, Japan.

A man waits anxiously outside the delivery room of the hospital.

In the room, there was his wife, who was also his college classmate.

The two met and knew each other, and finally fell in love, and then entered the palace of marriage, everything was so natural.

Sometimes men feel that they are so happy, but he is a child of a civilian family, but he has taken the daughter of the richest man in Jiangdong. Whenever he sees his glamorous wife, a man has a strong pride in his heart.

Although their previous marriage was not blessed by Ling'er's parents, they still got married. Later, when his wife was pregnant, his father-in-law, who had never been in touch, Ling'er's father, came to see them. It was from that time that Wu Qingsong officially recognized their marriage and accepted him as a civilian son-in-law.

Moreover, and bought them real estate in Tokyo, Japan, and gave them a lot of money, the kind that they can't spend in two lifetimes, so that the couple moved to Tokyo, Japan.

The man was very grateful to Wu Qingsong, not only for giving him such a beautiful and gentle wife, but also for giving them a warm and happy life.

Now that he is about to become a father, the joy and surprise in a man's heart can not be expressed in words.

Finally, the delivery room opened.

The nurse's sister walked out and said to the man, "It's born, it's a boy." ”

"Really, thank you, thank you. The man was overjoyed, and for some reason, when he heard the news, he burst into tears with excitement.

He hurried into the delivery room to see his wife and son.

"Brother Mu, it's a boy. It was a beautiful woman, with a weak pale on top of her white skin, and she smiled at the man.

"Eun, I know, I know, wife, thank you. After a while, call your dad, and I'm sure he'll be happy to hear it. ”

"Hmm. The woman nodded happily, hugged the child, and snuggled into the man's arms.

The warm picture is here, frozen at this moment. The next moment, scarlet flames burst out, devouring the beautiful woman and the baby in her arms.

"Ahhhh

"Don't, don't"

"Chu Yun, you are a devil, you are a devil"

"Chu Yun, I'll kill you, I'll kill you"

Looking at the warm picture that turned into a sea of fire in an instant, seeing that his grandson had just been born and had not opened his eyes to see that the world was burned into nothingness, Wu Qingsong was almost about to split, and under the grief and indignation, a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

Blood mixed with tears flowed all over Wu Qingsong's face. He roared, he shouted, but nothing was done.

At this moment, Wu Qingsong was full of remorse and guilt.

It was he who harmed his daughter, his grandson, and the entire Wu family.

"Ah Huai, Ling'er, Xiao Ming, I'm Wu Qingsong, I'm sorry for you."

A mouthful of blood spurted out again. And just now, a transatlantic call from Japan had just reached Wu Qingsong's mobile phone.

But now, it's too late, it's all over.

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