Chapter 162: The Real White Mountain Night

Zhu Yongsheng, who was like a corpse, broke through the bottleneck, and his skills increased greatly, and he killed a white mountain with just one simple move.

The great master who created countless legends, Bai Shanxi, died like this.

Everyone in the audience seemed to be suffocated, dumbfounded, and full of horror.

The huge scene fell into a deathly silence.

Yibai Shanxi, what a person, he is a great master of martial arts, a peerless genius painter, a genius pianist, his background is also extremely strong, and the most important thing is that he is still very young, and his future cannot be imagined, such a person. It is the pride of heaven favored by God, and the idol in the hearts of countless people, and many people today came to this wedding on the eve of a white mountain. However, the god in everyone's hearts was blown through the chest on the spot, and the dead could not die again.

This scene really had too much impact on everyone, and many people at the scene were stunned in place as if they had lost their souls, unable to return to their senses.

Especially Xia Mohan, she was almost distracted, her heart exploded, she couldn't believe that the omnipotent man in her heart was actually dead, and he died so miserably, this was the most terrible nightmare for Xia Mohan, and she couldn't accept it.

Grow to such a big size. Xia Mohan was moved by a man for the first time, she thought that today was her happiest day, she was going to marry the man she loved and get the fulfillment of her life. However, God played a terrible joke on her, her wedding was interrupted, and her groom was beaten to death on the eve of the white mountain, this reality. It's too cruel, Xia Mohan can't stand it, she is too uncomfortable and uncomfortable, and the whole person is about to collapse.

"Third Young Master!" After a period of suffocating fright, Xia Mohan suddenly came back to her senses, and then, she frantically rushed to Yibai Shanxi's side, crying and shouting.

However, Bai Shanxi's chest was pierced, and the person was completely dead, and he couldn't give Xia Mohan any more response.

Xia Mohan's sky really collapsed, her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe, her whole world became dark, and her tears flowed loudly.

While crying, she cried out in pain: "I'm sorry Third Young Master, it's me who is not good, it's me who has burdened you." “

In addition to the pain, Xia Mohan's heart was also full of self-blame, she felt that Yibai Shanxi was implicated by her, Yibai Shanxi repeatedly saved her, for her to completely offend the Zhu family, and now the people of the Zhu family have come to take revenge and let Yibai Shanxi die, this ending is all caused by her, Xia Mohan is extremely guilty and sad.

The atmosphere of the scene has also become sad, many people feel sorry and painful for the death of Yibai Shanxi, some little girls who worship Yibai Shanxi can't help but shed sad tears, and some people even choked up and cried like Xia Mohan.

This festive wedding seems to have really become a sad funeral.

"You're Xia Mohan, right?" Just when the audience was in mourning, Zhu Yongsheng spoke, his indifferent gaze stared at Xia Mohan who was wearing a wedding dress, and asked a cold question.

Xia Mohan was in a state of heartbreak, and suddenly heard Zhu Yongsheng's voice, her body couldn't help but tremble, and her whole person was also invaded by a cold cold.

After a pause for a few seconds, Xia Mohan nodded and said, "Yes." Xia Mohan's voice had become hoarse, and his tone was full of despair.

Zhu Yongsheng took out a dagger, threw it to Xia Mohan's side, and said expressionlessly: "I don't want to kill a powerless woman, you can commit suicide." “

In a word, without the slightest emotion. Zhu Yongsheng seemed to be incarnated as the king of Hades, and indifferently sentenced Xia Mohan's death sentence.

As soon as Zhu Yongsheng's words came out, Xia Mohan didn't react much, and Huang Guilan suddenly shouted like crazy: "Don't kill my daughter, my daughter is innocent." “

Xia Qingzhi also immediately spoke, and pleaded to Zhu Yongsheng: "I wish the third master, please spare my daughter's life!" “

Zhu Yongsheng glanced at Xia Qingzhi and his wife, and said sharply: "My Zhu family's affairs are because of her, and she must die today." “

The words of eternal life are beyond doubt.

Xia Mohan's expression at this moment, but there was no fear and panic, from the moment of Yibai Shanxi's death, Xia Mohan knew that she was going to die, but at this moment, she was not afraid, Yibai Shanxi died, her heart seemed to be dead, she was already discouraged, not afraid of life and death.

So, she didn't twist either, and after Zhu Yongsheng's voice fell, she reached out and silently picked up the dagger on the ground.

Seeing this, Xia Qingzhi and Huang Guilan were so frightened that they immediately shouted: "Mo Han! “

"Mob!"

In the midst of the screams, the two rushed over desperately at the same time.

Huang Guilan rushed here, hugged Xia Mohan tightly, and choked up: "Xiaomo, you can't die, your mother can't do without you." “

Xia Qingzhi looked at Xia Mohan deeply, and said in a firm tone: "I won't watch you die." “

After speaking, Xia Qingzhi immediately looked at Zhu Yongsheng, and said resolutely: "Zhu Sanye, you Zhu family, in fact, I am to blame, if you have to kill someone, kill me, please don't kill my daughter." “

For the sake of his daughter, Xia Qingzhi can give up life and death, he owes his wife and daughter, so that his daughter has lacked father's love for many years, and now that the father and daughter have not been reunited for a long time, Xia Qingzhi will never see Xia Mohan die in front of him, he would rather die by himself.

Zhu Yongsheng's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "I only want Xia Mohan to die alone now, if you talk nonsense, I will kill all your Xia family." “

Zhu Yongsheng is a great grandmaster with terrifying strength, if he really intends to kill the Xia family, it is definitely a matter of waving his hand. Xia Qingzhi knew the power of this, he was not afraid of death, but he couldn't not only save Xia Mohan at that time, but would cause the entire family to perish, so as soon as he heard Zhu Yongsheng's words, Xia Qingzhi immediately shut up, but his eyes were hazy, he felt sad for his incompetence, he was sad for his daughter's fate, he was a bloody man, and he couldn't help but be covered with tears at this moment.

And Huang Guilan was already in tears, she cried so much that she couldn't help herself, she felt that the world was going to end, she hated God's injustice to her even more, today was the peak of her Huang Guilan's life, her daughter was going to marry a white mountain, she was going to fly on the branches and enjoy the best scenery. But now, fate has changed suddenly, her son-in-law Yibai Shanxi died, her daughter is about to die, her dream of a wealthy family is shattered, and she even has to face the pain of losing her daughter, this fact, Huang Guilan can't accept it!

Seeing her parents so grief-stricken, Xia Mohan's heart hurt even more, she was already not afraid of death, but when she thought that she was dead, her parents would face the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, she couldn't bear it, she couldn't imagine that if she really died, how would her parents live the rest of their lives, this is really a very cruel thing. Even if Xia Mohan doesn't care about himself, how can he ignore his parents?

However, she can't bear to leave her parents behind, and she can't do it, Zhu Yongsheng won't let her live, there is only one way in front of her, and that is the dead end.

"Mom, Dad, I'm sorry. I will be your daughter again in the next life. Xia Mohan opened her voice in a deep voice, and after speaking, she lifted the dagger and wanted to kill herself.

At this moment, a voice suddenly broke through the air: "Wait. “

This is Wu Baisui's voice, at this critical moment, his voice is loud and abrupt.

The crowd was suddenly startled, and then they found out that there was still Wu Baisui at the scene.

When Wu Baisui first appeared today, he also became the focus of the audience, although everyone ridiculed and despised him, but it also attracted everyone's attention. However, since Zhu Yongsheng appeared, Wu Baisui has been directly reduced to the air ignored by the audience, even if he sat alone on the stage with a difference, he did not attract anyone's attention.

The entire garden has become a mess because of the arrival of Zhu Yongsheng and the fierce fight between him and Yibai Shanxi, and the crowd of onlookers has all hid far away, only Wu Baisui is 100 years old. Sitting in the chair from beginning to end, he didn't move, and even his expression never changed, whether it was the battle of the world, or the death of Yibai Shanxi, it didn't have any effect on him, his whole person seemed to not belong here, beyond the world.

It wasn't until this moment that Xia Mohan was about to commit suicide, and Wu Baisui finally spoke up.

The people present finally noticed Wu Baisui again, and everyone's eyes were turned to Wu Baisui on the stage.

Xia Mohan also stopped his movements and looked at Wu Baisui.

Even Zhu Yongsheng couldn't help but stare at Wu Baisui, he stared at Wu Baisui and glanced at it, and then said coldly: "You want to be nosy? “

Wu Baisui sat on the chair, his eyes kept staring at Xia Mohan, he didn't look at Zhu Yongsheng at all, and only replied to Zhu Yongsheng lightly: "Wait for me." I'll finish it right away. “

Zhu Yongsheng said inexplicably: "What are you doing?" “

Wu Baisui quickly drew on the paper while writing hard, and replied: "Draw." “

That's right, Wu Baisui was indeed painting, just a moment, Xia Mohan picked up the dagger, with a desperate state of death, the picture was absolutely amazing, so that Wu Baisui instantly burst out of inspiration, and he couldn't help but start painting.

"Who do you draw?"

"Xia Mohan."

"Why are you painting her?"

"In order to prove my identity to Xia Mohan, it has nothing to do with you."

"You mean, I'm going to wait for you to finish painting first, and then I'll deal with Xia Mohan?"

"I don't force this to be demanded, you don't wait for me, you can go, as long as you don't get in the way of me painting."

Wu Baisui was painting while talking to Zhu Yongsheng.

The people at the scene had already been shocked by Wu Baisui's shocking words, who is Zhu Yongsheng, that is the great master who defy the sky, even the invincible Yibai Shan Xi died in his hands, his power, everyone in the audience knows, who dares to offend such a rebellious existence?

So when Bai Shanxi died, many people were sad and uncomfortable, but no one dared to complain to Zhu Yongsheng.

But Wu Baisui, this magical wonder, didn't even take Zhu Yongsheng in his eyes at all, until now, he is still obsessed with painting, he even regards painting as the first priority, and asked Zhu Yongsheng not to hinder him, which is what a normal person does?

Zhu Yongsheng didn't know Wu Baisui, but through the conversation, he also understood that this person's brain was not normal. I wish Yongsheng a great grandmaster, how can I allow a fool to offend him so much, he said coldly: "Neurotic." “

When the words fell, Zhu Yongsheng raised his hand and waved it gently.

Bang!

A true breath roared out. Bang hit the stage.

Suddenly, the huge stage completely collapsed, and dust rose everywhere.

Wu Baisui, who was sitting on the stage, was buried.

Seeing this, Xia Mohan's eyes couldn't help but change, and her heart stinged, although she was very angry with Wu Baisui today, but now, seeing that Wu Baisui really had an accident. She still couldn't bear it in her heart.

The other people at the scene were also embarrassed, and everyone couldn't help but make a squirming sound.

"This fool is really looking for his own death!"

"Yes, he doesn't look at who Zhu Yongsheng is, he talks to others like that, it's strange if people don't kill him."

"Wu Baisui is a disaster star, Xia Mohan originally married Yibai Shanxi, but he came to mix it up to make it like this. If it weren't for this calamity, I don't think I would have come to take revenge today. “

"This scourge, whether you are dead or not, deserves it."

People here are talking, and the smoke and dust on the stage over there have slowly settled, and at this time, everyone saw that Wu Baisui, a fool, was not only not dead, but he was still standing upright in the ruins. Even, in his hand, he still holds the paintbrush.

However, Wu Baisui's expression was not very good-looking, his eyes flashed with obvious anger, and in the eyes of the audience, he took a step forward and walked towards Zhu Yongsheng, and said angrily: "Why did you destroy my painting?" “

Obviously, Wu Baisui was not angry that Zhu Yongsheng was dealing with him, but that Zhu Yongsheng ruined his painting.

The people at the scene were shocked and speechless by Wu Baisui again, Wu Baisui was so desperate that he didn't die, he should be glad that his life was big, but this guy thought that his life was too long, and he even deliberately went to Zhu Yongsheng, this fool is really stupid and doesn't know whether to live or die.

"Wu Baisui, now is not the time to mess around, you should hurry up!" Seeing that Wu Baisui was still alive, Xia Mohan was relieved, but Wu Baisui wanted to kill himself again, Xia Mohan said that she was dying, but she didn't want to see Wu Baisui die in vain, so she stopped Wu Baisui by speaking out.

Wu Baisui stopped, looked at Xia Mohan, and said very seriously: "I just want you to know that I am the real Bai Shanxi." “

When Xia Mohan heard this, her heart chuckled, she really didn't know how Wu Baisui's brain circuit was structured, at this time, he even insisted that he was a white mountain, didn't he deliberately want to attract Zhu Yongsheng's attention?

Sure enough, as soon as Wu Baisui's words fell, Zhu Yongsheng turned his eyes on Wu Baisui, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you a white mountain?" “

Xia Mohan hurriedly explained to Zhu Yongsheng: "No, he is my ex-husband, he has a bit of a problem with his brain, he is talking nonsense." “

Zhu Yongsheng ignored Xia Mohan, he continued to stare at Wu Baisui, and asked repeatedly, "Are you a white mountain Xi?" “

Wu Baisui looked at Zhu Yongsheng and said coldly: "That's right, I am a white mountain Xi, I wish Yongshou, I wish Yongzun, I wish Yuanba, I killed them." “