Pang Qinghe, who was stunned because he had hurt Xuan Wenyuan, faced that tender gaze, and the short knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and his heart, which he thought was extremely strong and full of resentment, melted in an instant. It seems that everything in the past is no longer important, and at this moment, all she hopes is for Xuan Wenyuan to live.

I looked at Pang Qinghe, who seemed to have become another person at that moment, and I couldn't help but be in a trance.

The two people who have never forgotten each other, why did they have such an indescribable resentment, what made the two unable to see each other for nearly a hundred years, and what caused Pang Qinghe to work hard for decades, but at the moment when he saw the person he thought of, he wanted to kill the killer? What caused a family of three who should have been happy and happy to be forced to separate, and the world was separated?

All kinds of questions flashed in my mind, like a spider's web, and I couldn't figure it out at all.

Pang Qinghe, whose face was full of tears, finally came to his senses and ran to Xuan Wenyuan suddenly, taking a protective posture. "I don't know who you are, but his life can only belong to me!" ”

When the woman in red heard the voice, a fleeting sense of satisfaction flashed on her beautiful face like a god, and she only heard her jokingly say, "A hundred years ago, I said that I would kill you and never suffer in the future, but unfortunately Xuan Wenyuan, the old boy, wanted to protect you at all costs, and later evolved to protect your mother and son." When you think about it now, it's a great irony. The woman in red paused, and waved her jade hand, "Originally a beauty, why bother to put on such an ugly mask on her face, take it off!" ”

The voice came out, and a fiery wind beam came from the palm of the woman in red, pointing directly at Pang Qinghe's cheek. Pang Qinghe wanted to dodge, but in front of the woman in red, her skills and abilities were useless, and the only thing she could do at this moment was to let the other party take it away.

In the next second, the fire-colored wind beam turned into an invisible little hand, peeling off the human skin mask on Pang Qinghe's face layer by layer.

When we saw this, our pupils of shock had been opened to the maximum, and the emotions in our minds were churning, and we couldn't explain it at all, only to see that one mask after another fell, until the fiery wind beam stopped, and the voice of the woman in red came again, "It's still this real face, it looks more comfortable." ”

Pang Qinghe, who showed his true face, looked like he was only in his thirties at most, and the appearance of the beautiful woman in red made it difficult to associate him with the decisive Pang Qinghe that everyone knew before. The fat man stammered in surprise, "It turns out that she is such a beauty!" ”。 Filled with astonishment, we could only stare at all this, powerless to do anything.

The weakened Xuan Wenyuan saw Pang Qinghe's true face from the side, and couldn't help but blurt out the words accompanied by blood, "Mingjin!" ”

It turned out that Pang Qinghe's real name was 'Ming Jin', but just as one of our questions was explained, Xuan Wenyuan, who saw the voice coming out, could no longer hold on, and fell straight down, unable to move.

For us, Mingjin, who was completely unfamiliar, caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, where could he still take care of the monstrous attack of the woman in red, and immediately turned around and knelt on the ground, hugged Xuan Wenyuan, wept bitterly, and cried hoarsely. (To be continued......)