Chapter Eighty-Seven: I Want to Die and Live

"By the way, my dear sister Qingwan, I haven't shown you a good thing yet. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Xia Feng looked at Xia Qingwan and tapped his fingers on the table twice.

"Look there." The summer breeze pointed to the empty eaves, only to hear the gilded tiles of the roof rattle, nearly ten corpses rolled off the roof and hung in the air, the corpses were old and young, women and children, all of them with a hemp rope around their necks, as if they were about to sink into the flesh.

Xia Qingwan's eyes became round.

"Xuelin! Lesser! Rhyme!! Xia Qingwan lost control, knelt at the feet of several children, and cried hysterically.

"Why are you so ruthless, how are you ...... How can you get a handle on a few kids? Xia Qingwan burst into tears: "They also call your uncle......"

"Even my father-in-law who has raised me for many years has been killed by me, what else can I not be ruthless?

What's more, if I kill their fathers, won't it be a great trouble to keep them?

It is better to simply kill them all together and go underground to accompany their parents than to keep thinking about revenge and live in pain all day long.

I saved them from hell, and you should thank me......" Xia Feng said with a smile.

Xia Qingwan couldn't say a word, her teeth clenched, her fists clenched very tightly, blood flowed out from between her fingers, and fell to the ground drop by drop.

Xia Feng ignored him, but turned his gaze to Liu Tang, and said, "People say that Liu Tang has two brains, but why do I think you don't have one brain?"

Do you also like this kind of goods? Xia Feng pointed at Xia Qingwan and couldn't help shaking his head.

Liu Tang smiled, his eyes were already slender, and after laughing, he couldn't see his eyeballs at all.

"I didn't intend to help her get on the throne, I want her to come here, it's the same as you, it's just that you're going to kill the two of us, and I'm going to kill you."

"Liu Tang, ...... you" Xia Qingwan's face turned pale, and she fell back two steps, if it weren't for Yuying's quick eyes, she almost fell.

Yu Ying was also indignant, her chest rose and fell violently, and her eyes were full of anger.

Fang Fan didn't have any expression, playing with the wine glass in his hand, and didn't seem to be surprised at all by Liu Tang's approach.

"Hehe......" Xia Feng lowered his head and laughed.

"Just with you, dozens of people?" Summer Wind leaned back, leaned back in his chair, and spread his hands.

"It's just me with dozens of people." Liu Tang also pulled out the chair under the round table and sat down.

"You think it's storytelling? One against a hundred? ā€

"Of course not." Liu Tang shook his finger, and then said, "Can't you smell the smell of March incense?"

March incense is made by grinding more than 60 kinds of flower stamens, which is an extremely expensive spice, and the light fragrance is deeply loved by the summer breeze, so the smell of March incense is always indispensable in the house of the summer breeze.

"So what?" Summer Wind Road.

"Not good." Liu Tang smiled: "Then have you ever heard of ghost cloves?"

Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, his face instantly gloomy, and he immediately got up, picked up the bronze incense burner and threw it out of the door.

Syllable...... Dangdang......

The incense burner rolled around on the ground, the lid spread out, and purple dead flowers and brown spices scattered all over the ground.

The fragrance of ghost cloves is almost the same as that of March incense, but it is a poison that makes people's hands and feet weak and cannot use internal force.

"It's late......" Liu Tang knocked on the table and said in a regretful tone: "If you move the true qi, the effect of the medicine will only play faster, you should still have ten numbers, should we start pouring dozens of words?"

Xia Feng held the table with his hand, snorted coldly, and said, "Even if I faint, I still have hundreds of people here, and the balance will still fall on my side."

"No, no, no......" Liu Tang hurriedly shook his finger and said: "There is also an incense burner in the side room, as well as the four corners of the martial arts training ground, I have put the incense burner, if the smell of ghost cloves is a little stronger, the flies will be smoked to death."

"You ......" Xia Feng's face changed.

Liu Tang clapped his hands, got up from the chair, walked like a summer breeze, and said, "Xiaofeng...... You cover up very well, and everyone from the master to the slave thinks you are a weak and deceitful person.

But you forget, I grew up watching you, I know how many fancy intestines you have, to put it mildly, if you pout your ass, I know what kind of shit you pull.

You are ambitious and can forbear, but you don't pay attention to details, you must know that details determine success or failure. ā€

Liu Tang held Xia Feng's shoulder, pressed him back into the chair, put his lips to Xia Feng's ear, and said, "You can't fight me......"

Xia Feng's face turned pale, as if he had a serious illness, and the whole person was depressed, but he still said unwillingly: "It's difficult...... Do you ...... Won't you be poisoned? ā€

Liu Tang was stunned when he heard this, and then looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and dozens of disciples outside the door also laughed in unison.

"You, you ......" Liu Tang smiled and nodded Xia Feng with his finger, his smile suddenly closed, grabbed Xia Feng's head, and drowning in a pot of ginseng soft-shelled turtle soup on the stove, his slender eyes showed his eyeballs, and his face was extremely hideous.

"Aren't you fucking stupid!! What do we do with long mouths? Don't know how to take the antidote?! ā€

The soft-shelled turtle soup was still boiling and rolling, Xia Feng's face was submerged in it, the hot soup splashed everywhere, Xia Feng struggled hard, and his fist hit Liu Tang's arm again and again, but he was weak.

Whether it was the martial arts training ground or the disciples in the hall, they all wanted to step forward to rescue Xia Feng, but their legs were weak and they fell to the ground one by one, unable to take a step at all.

And Xia Qingwan, Yu Ying, and Dumb Uncle all fell to the ground softly, even Fang Fan, the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground and fell into pieces, his hands kept shaking, as if he was trying to regain the power that was gradually lost.

Slowly, Xia Feng stopped struggling, a wisp of blood floated in the soup, and the blood slowly faded, and then, scarlet blood gushed out from the soup base, and the soft-shelled turtle soup instantly became a basin of blood water!

Liu Tang grabbed Xia Feng's head, a handsome man's face had been burned beyond recognition, and there were still strands of blood coming out of his nostrils, but he was already out of breath.

Throwing Xia Feng on the ground, Liu Tang clapped his hands, as if he had done a trivial matter.

"Do you want to die or live?" Liu Tang said loudly.

The words fell, only to hear the choking sound, and the dozens of disciples outside the door drew their weapons one after another.

"Why? Where did the Xia family treat you badly? Xia Qingwan shouted with tears in her eyes.

"I took your gold mine, and I gave you food and clothing, why do I want to be a dog for Xia Yu and a dog for you?

Why can the Xia family only be surnamed Xia? And can't be surnamed Liu?

What's more, do you think you are worthy of me? ā€

Xia Qingwan was speechless, she closed her eyes in pain, and two lines of tears welled up.

"Alright." Liu Tang took his eyes off Xia Qingwan and said to the disciples, "Do you want to die or live?"

"Do you want to live or die?" A clear voice suddenly came from the top of his head, and a hand was lightly placed on Liu Tang's Tianling cover, and a figure fell on the back of the chair, and that face was the Xia Feng who died before!