"Every day, as long as you are angry outside, you come back and vent it to me and my mother, do you dare to fart to others outside? My mother and I worked hard to maintain this family, and what have you done for this family! You eat, drink, prostitute and gamble! Why didn't the widow at the entrance of the village stay with you tonight? Aren't people like you a brute, even if you are a brute, you can only be a maggot. Lan Wujiang is full of words, and the hatred in her heart is like a river, if she is a beast, she will definitely tear the person in front of her into pieces, and kill a piece of armor without leaving a single piece of armor.

Lan Qing's exhortation could still be heard in his ears.

Her mother was scared of being beaten.

Lan Wujiang's heart sank into a piece, her steps were vain, she raised her hand, pointed at herself, and raised her jaw slightly, "What are you doing now?" Is it that people don't kill me, and they want to kill me and my mother?"

"Bang." The man's eyes widened in anger, and he slapped his palm on the table, the mask that had been maintained for many years was torn off by Lan Wujiang's flesh and blood, and he would never allow his majesty to be challenged.

"Damn, I'll let me see it today!" The man wheeled up the bench and smashed it at Lan Wujiang.

Lan Wujiang threw himself on the ground with a thud.

Blood spread out of her mouth, her eyes drooped slightly, and the dim scene in front of her was Lan Qing crawling towards her little by little in pain.

"Ugh." A cry of pain.

The man picked up the firewood knife and slashed Lan Wujiang's back, seeing Lan Wujiang's limbs twitching and going crazy, he grabbed Lan Wujiang's neck and roared.

"Die ......"

Lan Wujiang's body stiffened, a heart-piercing pain came from his spine, the bruises on his neck were shocking, his breathing was cut off, and he fainted.

Short and fragile lives are fragile.

She sank, she struggled, she rebelled, but after all, she could not escape the world, and she was ruined in the hands of that scum.

The body temperature is getting colder.

Fourteen years of tears fell to the ground.

Tick it out.

The roulette wheel of ill-fated fate changes at this time.

"Want power?"

The excellent male voice echoed in Lan Wujiang's mind, like clouds and mist, ethereal and ethereal.

Lan Wujiang's heart trembled, and he opened his mouth with all his strength, but his throat was sore and silent.

The man chuckled, full of laziness, he raised his hand in a place where Lan Wujiang couldn't see, holding a demon qi bead in his palm, and Ruyu's fingers crushed the evil qi bead.

Click, crisp and pleasant, the evil qi in his hand surged towards Lan Wujiang.

He tilted his head, a little red and holy between his eyebrows, his phoenix eyes were narrow and long, and his white hair was scattered wantonly, and he said lightly, "Don't worry, the coming day will be long." ”

There was a wave of heat from the place of Lan Wujiang Dantian, the feeling of numbness spread all over the limbs, the consciousness fell rapidly, the familiar stinging pain was strange in the back, and the magic spell slowly awakened in the body.

The wounds on his body were stitched with black gas, leaving dark brown scars.

Lan Qing looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, her heart was dripping blood, this was the flesh and blood of her October pregnancy! How can you be trampled on like this?

"You, you!" She didn't have a word to get out of her throat.

The man grabbed Lan Qing's hair and dragged her to the wall like a straw, the despair and horror on her face were mixed, and the wound in her abdomen was not too deep because Lan Wujiang was half blocked, but there was still a bitter tremor at this time.

His head slammed against the wall unconsciously, blood all over his face.

"Save ...... Help me. Lan Qing instinctively choked up, and she cried every word.

Lan Wujiang, who was not far away, opened her eyes, and she saw Lan Qing's life hanging by a thread, arching her thin back from the ground like an enraged wolf, nourishing her whole body with evil qi, at this moment, she was Yama.

Lan Wujiang curled up and stood up.

Shaking and shaking, black gas flowed in the veins.

In his eyes, the man's back is crazy.

Lan Wujiang's eyelashes trembled, her face was covered with sweat, resentment grew in her brain, and her cold hand picked up the firewood knife on the ground.........

"Poof." The man's vomiting of blood echoed through the thatched hut, and he turned his head with wide eyes only at a pair of different pupils.

The red bewitching and purple charm are incompatible with the thin body.

Lan Wujiang slammed his elbow hard and stabbed the firewood knife into it a little more.

Rusty iron hooks pink wriggling intestines.

Lan Wujiang's bloodshot eyes widened suddenly, his lips trembled, and the black qi was pervasive.

If you don't go crazy, you can't live.

The man raised his hand and wanted to hit Lan Wujiang, but found it

The knife in the abdomen advanced inch by inch, and finally broke through the flesh and bones.

He fell to the ground in agony, blood splattered with yellow sorghum.

Lan Qing screamed, her hands quickly protected herself, her back was wet with the man's blood, she trembled fiercely, and her teeth were bitten.

In the middle of the ring, the red and purple in Lan Wujiang's eyes quietly receded, and she knelt in front of Lan Qing with a plop, her tears were not dry, and her voice was hoarse.

"Mother."

"Don't be afraid."

If you want to go back to the Lan family, I will send you back to the Lan family.

Even if the sword is a mountain of fire, and the fire is cooking, I will not let people touch you again.