Chapter 62: Retribution is unpleasant

The scenery in front of him is both familiar and unfamiliar, and the white fox's mood at the moment is very complicated. A trace of warm memories surged from her heart www.biquge.info pen "Fun", but it was fleeting. She only has hatred in her heart at the moment, hatred that can only be washed away with blood.

A man in black flew to the white fox's side, clasped his fists and said to the white fox: "White Fox Hall Master, everything has been arranged, do you want to act immediately?" ”

The white fox looked at the lonely and cold sky again, and said expressionlessly: "Do as planned!" Remember, that Yan Wuxin and Yan Lisong are kept for me, and I will interrogate them personally! ”

"Yes, my subordinates will do it!"

It was destined to be a sleepless night, a bloody night!

In the priest's unintentional mansion, several family guards were bored around the stove. A stove on the fire was steaming. A whole aroma of wine wafted out of the stove, and several people were drinking happily, chatting about some meat jokes.

"Brothers, drink first, I'll go out for convenience." The nurse named Li San stood up and hurriedly walked outside the house.

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter: "You kid won't go out and solve it yourself, right?" It's freezing this day, but don't freeze the baby. ”

Li San, who was already a little drunk, ignored a few people and walked outside the house with his body shaking.

As soon as he loosened his belt, a yellow dragon went straight into the sea. Just as he dared to be hearty, he suddenly tightened his heart, and his heart seemed to have burst.

He looked down, but a sword tip was leaking from his chest, and he could even clearly see the blood on the sword.

The sword body suddenly twitched, and a sharp pain surged towards Li San's brain. A burst of blood sprayed from his chest, and his eyes gradually fell into darkness, and the strength of his entire body was also evacuated.

The black-clothed man with his face waved his hand, and more than a dozen subordinates quickly broke into the room. The rest of the family guards had already been slashed by the sword before they could figure out what was going on.

After solving these family guards, these men in black did not stop, but ran directly towards each room. Regardless of men, women and children, as long as they are panting, they are not spared.

The moonlight was hazy and the lights were dim. The priest's unintentional mansion was already bloody, and in a matter of moments it became a hell on earth.

The same scene was also played out by the patriarch Yan Lisong and the two elder parents.

A moment later, the white fox came to Yan Lisong's courtyard as cold as ice. The man in black immediately greeted him just now: "Hall Master, according to your orders, these four mansions and the guards in the town have all died. ”

The white fox nodded quietly: "Very good, what about the person I want?" ”

"Hall Master, the four people you want are locked up in the inner room."

"Got it, you can step back first."

At the opening of the door, the patriarch Yan Lisong, the priest Yan Wuxin, and the other two elders were all looking at the white fox with horror on their faces. The thighs of the four of them were trembling, and they didn't know what kind of result was waiting for them.

The four of them still haven't figured out what this is all about. Thinking about his status in Ancient Song Town, who had the courage to come to seek revenge and kill all his family? How poisonous the heart is!

The white fox covered his face and stared at the four people in front of him with hatred in his eyes. If it weren't for the four people in front of you, how would you have come to this point?

The priest looked at the white fox in horror, not understanding what the person in front of him was going to do. It's a pity that his mouth is already stuffed with sackcloth, and although he is frightened, he can't spit out half a word. His face was also swollen and red due to poor breathing.

The white fox looked at Yan Wuxin coldly, and reached out to tear off the sackcloth in Yan Wuxin's mouth.

Yan Wuxin immediately gasped for air. As soon as his breathing had calmed a little, the look of horror immediately returned to his face. He couldn't help but move his body back: "Y-Who are you?" Why do you want to harm us? ”

The white fox looked at the shameless man in front of him, and he wanted to kill her immediately. But instead of doing so, she laughed maniacally: "Who am I?" I'm the one who wants your life! ”

"We have no grudges with you in the past, and we have no grudges in the near future, why do you want to kill me?" Yan Wuxin said with a trembling voice.

The white fox snorted coldly and took off the face covering with his hand.

The four of them suddenly looked at the face of the white fox, and their hearts trembled even more: "Gu Nianxue!" ”

"Yan Wuxin, patriarch, I didn't expect me to be alive, right? Isn't it a little overjoyed? The white fox asked angrily.

"Miss Mu Xue, nine years ago it really wasn't my business. It was him, Yan Lisong, who ordered me to choose you as a special maid. It's really none of my business! ”

When death came, Yan Wuxin couldn't care about it anymore, and he shirked the responsibility to the patriarch Yan Lisong. What patriarch is respected, what offensive and defensive alliance, in his heart at the moment, is complete bullshit.

Yan Lisong had sackcloth stuffed in his mouth, and his eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire. He stared at the priest fiercely, eager to kill him immediately. Indeed, if the eyes can kill, Yan Wuxin has been cut by Yan Lisong with a thousand knives.

"It's none of your business, it's light. The sins you planted nine years ago are to be paid for today! ”

"Miss Nianxue, please don't kill me. We can compensate you! What I have is silver! Yan Wuxin said with a glimmer of hope.

The white fox smiled coldly: "Do you think money can really solve all problems?" I don't want anything, I want the lives of the four of you today! ”

After speaking, the white fox took out a reddish stone from his pocket. She pinched the long stone in her hand and shook it at Yan Wuxin: "Do you know what this thing is?" ”

Yan Wuxin was just frightened, where did he still have the heart to answer her question?

"It's called Bloodthirsty. As long as there is a little bit of flesh on the human body, and this thing is placed on it, it will be firmly attached to the human body like a locust, and it can suck not a drop of blood in the human body in a moment. The whole person will immediately turn into a dry corpse! The white fox played with the bloodthirsty stone in his hand and said a little carelessly.

When the four of them heard this, they were even more shocked in their hearts. Looking at the bloodthirsty stone in her hand, she kept moving backwards, struggling before dying.

The white fox looked at the bodies of the four people trembling with fear, and there was a sense of revenge in his heart. She pulled out a short knife, and after a flash of cold light, Yan Wuxin's face suddenly became bloody.

"Don't, don't, please spare me!" Yan Wuxin's dignity as a priest was gone, and he had completely turned into a dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy, not even as good as a dog.

The white fox shoved the sackcloth back into Yan Wuxin's mouth, and slowly approached his face with the bloodthirsty stone.

"I want you to feel the passage of life slowly, and die helplessly in great fear! How exciting this way of dying! After speaking, the white fox did not hesitate to stick the bloodthirsty stone on Yan Wuxin's face.

The bloodthirsty stone immediately clung to his face like a locust, and the originally dull color began to gradually turn red.

Yan Wuxin's mouth was furious, and he kept shaking his head, hoping to throw the bloodthirsty stone off his face. But it was all in vain, and the bloodthirsty stone instead clinged even tighter.

In fact, people who don't take other people's lives as a matter are the most afraid of death. Yan Wuxin is the best column at the moment. In the entire town of Honka, there are not a few people who were killed by him. When I was high, I always felt that I was killing human rights with my palms, and I was drunk and lying on the knees of beautiful women, which was not much heroic and how happy my life was. But when he was dying, that kind of heroism and pleasure suddenly disappeared, and the ordinary people who showed him were still afraid of death, which was really a great irony.

Yan Wuxin felt that the blood in his body was rapidly surging towards his face, and his whole face became even more red as a result. Death was approaching, and his heart was beating wildly. He really wanted to shout at the moment, hoping that someone would suddenly appear to rescue him. But he couldn't do anything but keep going.

Blood is constantly pouring into the Hemophil, and life is passing quickly. Yan Wuxin's whole person was like dried fish, and soon dried up and turned into a completely dried corpse.

Yan Lisong and the remaining two clan elders looked at the scene in front of them, and they were all heartbroken.

The white fox did not feel a trace of compassion because of their fear. There is no difference between the death of the two clan elders and Yan Wuxin, both of them quickly turn into a dry corpse in fear.

"Old thing, it's your turn!" The white fox, who was as cold as ice, came to the patriarch Yan Lisong and said very contemptuously.

The patriarch shook his head vigorously, his eyes full of begging.

When the skin of his old face was cut open, and the bloodstone was about to stick to his face, his whole body trembled, his liver and gallbladder cracked, and a pale yellow liquid flowed on the ground, and the whole room was filled with an indescribable smell.

Looking at it again, the patriarch Yan Lisong was already scared to death.

The white fox covered his nose: "It's really cheap for you!" ”

The shame in the white fox's heart was washed away, but there were not too many ripples in her heart. Maybe I've been in the Blood Demon Sect for too long, and I've been imperceptibly influenced by the White Wing Master.

The night outside was still hazy, and the red blood had congealed. But the smell of blood in the frozen mountains grew stronger.