Chapter 1196: Lin Qiushui!

Tang Huan was extremely cold.

He wasn't even half proud of defeating a young powerhouse from the Tang Sect.

There was no expression on his face.

His heart did not fluctuate.

It's like killing a chicken or a fish.

But on the blade in his hand, there was already blood.

The body of the man in black was getting cold and hard.

The air in the courtyard was filled with the smell of blood.

The moon sprinkled the lawn. Reflected on that lifeless face. Tang Huan's heart did not give birth to any pity.

In fact, when Tang Huan became famous and earned a wealth that was huge enough for the world. He did do a lot of charity. For this, he paid almost a billion dollars.

There is a charity on behalf of Shengtian Group. He has personal charity.

It is not too much to say that he is following the trend and becoming a contemporary philanthropist.

But at this moment, his actions, his rock-like heart, are extremely cold and hard. Full of murderous atmosphere.

Faced with the end of a life, he had no mercy.

Perhaps in the near future, he will reap at least two young lives. His heart is still calm.

He looked up and glanced at the woman in embroidered shoes. Thin lips opened slightly: "Do you want to continue?"

continued, but for Tang Huan, it was a meaningless killing.

But on the contrary, for the remaining two Tang Sect powerhouses. This is both a task and a challenge.

Although the price is life.

But they are willing, and very yearning.

They don't have a choice, and they don't want to do nothing.

Defeat Tang Huan and defeat this young powerhouse who has achieved fame. It is bound to make them successful in the first battle, known to the world.

The splendor of the Tang Gate is too far away.

Even those who stand at the top of the pyramid have great respect for it. But glory is often piled up with the beliefs of ordinary people.

A star with tens of millions of fans.

A public figure who is often on television.

Their glory is what is truly enviable and blushing.

This is the world, the life that the vast majority of people pursue.

And it is by no means the so-called strong man who does not enter the world and lives in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests.

For the Seven Masters of the Tang Sect, only the real fame in the world is the pursuit and the long-cherished wish of life.

"Of course. The embroidered woman nodded slightly. "It's their mission. They don't have a choice. ”

"Then go ahead. ”

Tang Huan lowered his eyes slightly. The knife in his hand once again glowed with cold light.

The other two young powerhouses of the Tang Sect did not let Tang Huan get his wish.

They still played a wheel war, not together.

For the strong, it is absolutely unfair to go together. It is also a kind of defilement of martial arts.

In that case, even if Tang Huan was really defeated, it would be meaningless.

In this world, no one remembers everyone on the team. Even if this team does something earth-shattering.

What people remember is always the individual hero.

Tang Huan has been a personal hero several times. So he became famous and glorified.

The answer is the same.

After Tang Huan spent some experience and hard work, the two Tang Sect powerhouses were executed by Tang Huan one by one.

Killed on the spot.

Much more flat than expected.

It didn't take place in a great battle.

Even.

When one after another Tang Sect powerhouses fell, the "shadows" guarding the Tang Mansion would stand up as soon as possible, clean up the courtyard, and carry away the stiff corpse.

Even the blood stains on the lawn will be cleaned up spotlessly.

They worked extremely efficiently and did not delay the ongoing battle for fate.

came, carried away the body, and left.

In the compound, only Tang Huan and the mysterious aunt were finally left.

Will there be a real pinnacle showdown between them?

At least Tang Huan is unwilling.

Even if he doesn't believe in the identity of the embroidered shoes woman, since the other party blatantly calls himself a nephew.

There are still some origins in this.

Oh. It is undeniable that Tang Huan has never had the habit of killing beauties.

Not even the enemy.

But tonight - this battle, how will it begin, or end?

Tang Huan was silent, his eyes calmly staring at the woman in embroidered shoes.

On the other hand, the woman in embroidered shoes also stared at Tang Huan deeply.

Just staring silently.

After a minute-long silence.

Tang Huan finally spoke.

His thin lips were slightly open, and his attitude was flat: "Is it our turn?"

The embroidered shoes woman came.

And it is clearly the leader of the three masters.

Then her mission must also be to kill Tang Huan.

As she said herself, the three people who had already died on the spot had no choice.

What about her?

Can I make my own choice?

"Do you want to kill me so much?" the woman in the embroidered shoes suddenly changed her words and asked rhetorically. "I look like that's what you hate?"

Tang Huan was stunned.

Just like the first appearance of embroidered shoes, he was scratched his head.

Does it matter if you make me feel annoying?

You're here to kill me. Even if I don't hate you at all. But I'm not going to end my life because of this.

At the end of the day, I'll end your life without hesitation.

Or, killed by you.

Tonight's ending, it seems, there are only these two, and there is no third possibility.

Tang Huan was silent.

He could not answer the question of the woman with embroidered shoes.

He didn't want to answer either.

In a kill where the answer is manageable. And why bother to struggle for nothing?

Tang Huan didn't want to do useless work.

Why don't you start?

The blood of those three people inspired Tang Huan's anger. Or, the cruelty that is hidden in the marrow.

Now that the sword has been drawn, let's bleed like a river!

The woman in the embroidered shoes suddenly smiled.

In the face of Tang Huan's cruel silence, the woman in embroidered shoes changed her words and said, "Sister must not know that her son can be so cruel and ruthless. Even my aunt refused to let go. ”

Tang Huan frowned slightly.

He really didn't want to know anything about his mother from the woman in the embroidered shoes.

That will soften his heart and make him merciful.

He knew that this would be very detrimental to the upcoming war.

It will even wear down his mind, making him no longer pure, no longer resolute.

Even, because of it, died.

When dueling, you must put your mind first.

If you don't, you risk pushing yourself into the abyss.

"Can we start?"

Tang Huan's thin lips opened slightly, repeating those words again.

He had made up his mind that he would not give his life to this inexplicable woman.

"Lin Qiushui won't kill you. But I would. ”

Suddenly.

An ordinary and calm voice rang out.

Ordinary to the point of no characteristic, so calm that it is not alarming.

But who does this voice belong to?

Faceless monster!

An ugly man who claims to be his mother's master!

The number one powerhouse in Xishu who caused Tang Huan great discomfort!

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