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Chun Jianli and Ning Xiaomeng also subconsciously looked at her face together, this was a feeling of suffocation, although they had long known that under Qin Wuyan's changing face, there was a face that had already been broken, but it was not until this time that they really saw this terrible sadness, they couldn't imagine what it would be like if they encountered such a tragic situation? Or maybe you don't even have the courage to live, right?

However, the person they know on weekdays is still meticulous and takes care of others without complaint, and she is the kind and quiet woman who lives a peaceful life with peace of mind.

"Are you...... Su Qiu? At this moment, Ma's face was distorted because of irrepressible horror, and the face of the demon rule instantly lost its blood color, as white as dead pork, "Su Qiu, you listen to me, you listen to me......"

As a result, he could not say anything again.

Of course, she knew how many knives she had cut on this child's face back then, the red flesh and blood, the potholes that could not be filled, piece by piece, piece by piece, she just didn't expect that this child would still be alive, and he would still live until now.

Qin Wuyan obviously didn't intend to listen to her anymore, threw her aside, inserted the knife back into his waist, borrowed a sword from Chun Jianli, and slashed at Liupu Immortal Jun who was rolling in a pool of blood and was not dead, cutting off Liupu Immortal Jun's head. Returning the sword to Chun Jianli, she held the bleeding head in her left hand and dragged Ma's long twisted hair in her right hand as she walked outside.

Ma let out a pig-killing cry, and the cry shook away the birds in the mountains and forests in the distance.

Out of Wenjiazhuang, Qin Wuyan dragged Ma to the town. Chun Jianli, Ning Xiaomeng, and Qin Xiaoya followed behind her.

At this moment, in the fields and on the road, many people have come out to work, and when they see her, they either get out of the way in horror, or let go of the farm tools in their hands in fright. At the entrance of the town, the children fled in panic, so frightened that the hens flew up to the eaves, and the black dogs barked wildly.

Everyone's eyes looked at the source of chaos in surprise at this moment. Look at the woman whose face was scarred and barely intact, the human head on her left hand, and the woman she dragged along.

The catcher in the town subconsciously clenched the Yanling knife on his waist, but he quickly recognized the head that was held in his hand by this woman, and his face immediately turned white. Even the head of the Panlong Temple has been cut off, what can he do?

"Folks!" The broken, ugly woman covered in blood, came to the town, threw Ma Shi, and looked around at the people who were looking at her in fear, "I am the eldest daughter of Xitou Wenjiazhuang, my real name is Su Qiu, this woman is my stepmother Ma Shi. When I was a child, this woman disfigured me, locked me in the house, tried to set fire to me, and I escaped. I have been wandering outside for many years, for the sake of the harmony of the Baowen family, I dare not return home, who knows that this poisonous woman has intensified, colluded with adulterers, killed husbands and children, and the beasts are not as ruthless as her. ”

The surrounding people are very close to Wenjiazhuang, who doesn't know about the dirty things that Ma did in secret? It's just that the yamen has been bribed by the Ma family, and those demons in Panlongzhuang are all strong in martial arts, bullying the weak and oppressing the people everywhere in their daily lives, and everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak.

Now I know that the missing Miss Wen family has returned for revenge, and what she is holding in her hand is not the head of the Lord of Panlong Guanguan? For a while, everyone was in an uproar, especially those who had been oppressed by these evil ways on weekdays, and they only felt relieved of the evil qi in their chests.

Qin Wuyan said loudly: "At this moment, the adulterer who killed my father and younger brother has been beheaded, and this wicked woman has also fallen into my hands. I have come to the villagers, and I will ask you to know where my father and brother are buried, and help guide the way, and I do not want to talk any more nonsense with this woman. Second, please follow along to be a witness, today I Wen Suqiu, only to avenge my father and brother, and never implicate the innocent. ”

Everyone looked at each other, and before they could speak, an old man was already on crutches and said loudly: "I'll take you, I'll take you!" Everyone looked and saw that it was Zheng Lao from Zhendong who stood up, and his granddaughter was robbed by Pan Longzi, the younger brother of Liupu Xianjun, and his son and daughter-in-law found Panlongguan, but never came back.

Seeing Liu Pu Xianjun's bleeding head, Zheng Lao Lao burst into tears, and he actually stood up first. As soon as he spoke, the others immediately shouted, "Let's go too!" "These demons deceive people too much on weekdays, and now they have finally been killed by Miss Su Qiu, what are we afraid of?" "Let's go, let's all go together!" ……

The crowd led the ugly woman with a scarred face and walked out of the town. Seeing the excitement of the crowd, Ma was even more terrified. Qin Wuyan grabbed her hair and dragged her away like this, Ma Shi kicked her legs behind her, hissing and crying.

Qin Wuyan followed the villagers and went up to the southwest mountainside, and saw that the graves of his father and younger brother were located here. Everyone got out of the way, Qin Wuyan dragged Ma up, let go of his hand, and first put the head in his hand in front of his father's grave, seeing that his father's grave was overgrown with weeds, obviously no one took care of it after it was built, and it was even more sad.

With her right hand, she pulled out the knife on her lower back, she turned around and stepped forward, dragged Ma Shi, who was about to flee down the mountain, back, pressed it to the ground, pulled the brightly colored belly pocket on her chest, and said loudly: "Dad, Xiao An, you guys go well!" ”

A knife stabbed down, pierced into Ma's chest, she was a person who had made human meat buns, this knife, the attack was accurate, dug a hole between the poisonous woman's breasts, cut out the heart, put her left hand into the chest, and pulled the heart out alive. Ma's body twitched a few times, jerked, and then didn't move.

Qin Wuyan held her heart, and Qin Xiaoya'er behind her had already willingly handed the wine she brought from the town to her. She clenched her hands tightly, and blood fell into the jar.

Until the last bit of blood had been squeezed dry, and the shriveled heart was thrown, she held the wine jar and came to her brother's grave first: "Xiao An, such a mother, let's not do it!" He poured blood wine on the grave, then returned to his father's grave and said, "Father, my daughter is not filial, I have come to see you!" He also spilled the blood wine, and then held the jar of wine, tilted his head, and drank it gurglingly.

The crimson blood wine stained her cheeky face, like a terrible ghost crawling out of a sea of blood.

Drinking the blood wine in one gulp, the empty altar and the ox-solving knife were thrown to the side, and she fell to her knees and cried bitterly. The cry echoed between the mountains and fields, and those who heard it wept, and those who saw it were sad. The people around looked at each other, and they didn't know how to comfort them...... (To be continued.) )