"Ahh

"Who, everyone is dead, you name clearly"

Bai Hu glanced at Wang Mingming, who was in horror, as if he couldn't bear to destroy the beautiful face in front of him, but in the end, he was like the housekeeper of Qian Zhuang settling accounts, and said carefully: "Your father Wang Sihai, your mother Gu Meilin, your good maid Xiaozhu, and the sixteen family members who should belong to your Wang family are all dead." ”

Wang Mingming instantly felt that this hut had become an ice cellar, and then shook his head desperately, and said: "Impossible, impossible, there is no reason, you are lying to me, otherwise why did you wait until I came to ask and then told me." ”

Bai Hu was expressionless and said, "I'm not lying to you, I just think that these inconsequential things don't need to be said." ”

Looking at the white butler's expression, he shouldn't be lying, Wang Mingming felt that his heart was suddenly grabbed, and the pain made him tremble.

Temporarily lost the reason for analysis, and did not even notice the four words "irrelevant" that Bai Hu said.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Mingming suddenly remembered Pan Xilin's words before, and suddenly woke up from the shock: "It doesn't matter, my father's death doesn't matter! ”

Wang Mingming, like a dying man in a torrent, suddenly grabbed a piece of wood, and stared at the white beard in front of him with dead eyes.

It's still the white manager with meticulous hair and beard, and even eyebrows, but today I feel a little cold for no reason.

"When a dog dies, it doesn't mean much to the owner of a pack of dogs, so it doesn't matter. Bai Hu said.

As if worried that the girl in front of him didn't understand, he continued: "Yes, your father is a dog, and so is your mother, your whole family is a dog raised by nobles in the palace, and these dogs help the owner take care of a little property in Sendai City, and now these properties have been stolen by Lu Yunchang and deceived by Panxilin, what is the use of you saying that you want this dog, of course you take it back and kill it." ”

Wang Mingming's heart fell, recalling what his father had said in the back garden a few years ago, when Baiyin No. 1 Courtyard was still his own.

A fire began to rise in Wang Mingming's eyes, an anger of being deceived, an anger of being despised for life, and a resentment of his former ignorance.

"You, you...... Damn!" Wang Mingming said excitedly.

"That's right, miss. Bai Hu turned around, his white robe moved slightly, and said indifferently: "I'm not your father's manager, never have been." I always stand behind your father because I like to stand in the first place, and it doesn't mean that I respect Wang Sihai. Actually, I am half the owner of your group of dogs, and most of the guys in the family are not actually your family's servants, but just another group of dogs raised by the owner to spy on your group of dogs. ”

Although Wang Mingming guessed it, it still made her tremble when Bai Hu said it himself.

Wang Mingming suddenly remembered that when she was a child, her mother didn't let her go to the Wang family's compound in many places, she didn't know why, her strict father didn't even let her talk to her subordinates, and the horsemen who fed the horses and the jobs that ran away were also changed frequently.

When she grew up and began to be interested in business and trade, and was ready to deal with her wealth, her father even "kicked out" her from the compound and let her live alone in the Silver No. 1 Courtyard.

His home is really not a home, but a stronghold set up by nobles in the palace!

She couldn't imagine how much pressure her father and mother had been under over the years. I can't imagine how I became a carefree and reckless lady in such a special "rich family".

In order not to let herself see these filth, what kind of mood did her parents raise her up, she used to be complacent, thinking that her father was really the "Wang Bancheng" in Sendai City. ”

Wang Mingming suddenly wanted to shout, wanting to let all the indignation and grief blow up to ashes along with his body with the loudest shout.

However, she suddenly found that a soft mass was blocked in her throat, so that all her emotions turned into a mouthful of cotton wool blocked in her throat, and she was suffocated back to her chest in pain.

She wanted to touch the silver short knife on the table, but as soon as her fingers stretched out, she noticed a trace of inhuman indifference flashing in the white butler's eyes.

"You'll regret it......" Wang Mingming said firmly in his heart, and the anger in his eyes turned into a firm brightness after burning to the extreme.

Looking at the firm eyes on Qingxiu's face, Bai Hu shook his head and said, "You didn't have to die, but unfortunately I don't like your eyes like this, which makes me a little scared, so you better die." ”

Bai Hu took advantage of the dark night and calmly paced out of the hut, and there was a trace of chagrin in his heart, there was too much nonsense tonight, and it was delayed for too long, I hope nothing will happen.

The night outside was as cold as water, but the hut behind him had turned into a scorching fireball.

After killing one more person, Sendai's mission is over, and he can return to Yingdu. He likes to be clean, he doesn't like to leave anything here, and he wants to purify everything here with fire.

When he left, he suppressed the vitality in Wang Mingming's body with his vitality, making her unable to move, and could only quietly watch the fierce flames, gradually enveloping and devouring the house.

Although unable to move, he remained conscious. This method is too cruel, so that people can bear the scorching heat, but they can't dodge, they can't move, they watch the fire devour themselves, feel the pain of their bodies being burned by the fire, and hear the sound of their own flesh burning.

Inside the small house, thick smoke billowed and the scorching smell of burning wood from tables, chairs, and wood came to the face.

Watching the flames gradually engulf everything, those burning walls, crackling, twisted and deformed wood, masonry, like hideous faces, mocking her strength.

Wang Mingming's eyes are still firm, and he is shouting in his heart: There must be an afterlife, there must be hell, I will turn into a ghost, turn into everything that can be turned into something, and avenge the Wang family.

The white-bearded house stood alone in the open space half a mile away, far away from the simple and messy shacks in the eastern city, like a temple in the wasteland, but at this time it was a fiery temple, like a huge torch burning in the wasteland, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day.

Murder and arson are not separated, and Baihu, who is good at killing, also has a deep study of arson. This sudden fire was obviously used by him in some way.

When the flames rose into the air, the Jin Wang's Mansion, which was closest to the hut, the night sky in the courtyard was reflected reddish, and Pan Xilin looked up at the direction of the firelight, thinking that it was another evil carnival of the homeless people.

A burning piece of wood fell from the roof with ashes and smashed on the hem of Wang Mingming's emerald green skirt, she thought she was going to die, closed her eyes in pain, and protected all her anger in her heart, but she didn't feel the burning pain.

The fire burned from within, and the flames licked through everything in the room like a creeping serpent, and the position facing the door was a thick smoke.

In the deep night, suddenly the autumn wind blows.

The night wind came from the west, invisibly suppressing the fire, and Wang Mingming, who was already on the verge of despair, suddenly opened his eyes.

The sky above the crimson courtyard of the Jin Palace's mansion was suddenly dark, and Pan Xilin realized that the direction in which the fire started was the residence of the head of the Wang family.

The plain white clothes rushed across the courtyard, and the potted flowers and plants were knocked to the ground and shattered.

Yuan Yongsheng in the side room was the first to hear the movement, and he was shocked, and he came out sideways, and everyone who ran out to watch saw a tattered cotton robe around the wall, and quickly disappeared into the dark red sky.

Yuan Yongsheng fell from the sky with a snap, and in the dust rolled up by the autumn wind, the house a few zhang away had been burned into a huge fireball, and a few zhang away, he could still feel the scorching smoke.

"Childe, and slow ......"

Before Yuan Yongsheng finished speaking, he saw Pan Xilin's plain white figure, and he crashed into the sea of fire with a snort.

The scorching air was coming, and as soon as he broke into the house, Pan Xilin felt that the clothes and hair on his body began to fly like black butterflies, which was the high temperature that instantly carbonized the clothes and hair, and the heat wave forced him to open his eyes, so he could only touch the ground by feeling.

Wang Mingming knew that someone had broken in, because there was a hint of coolness in the scorching breath, and she felt the white thing shake in front of her eyes, until a finger touched her arm.

More than a dozen doormen had already arrived in front of the fire house, standing in front of the huge fireball in a daze, their hearts full of unease.

More and more homeless people gathered around, talking about what was happening, and when they learned that the son of the congee friend was saving people in the fire, the whispering voice gradually calmed down.

"Why don't you stop it!" Ji Fang, who was a strategist, asked sharply, and the firelight turned his angry eyes red and terrifying.

Yuan Yongsheng didn't expect a scribe to have such a fierce and angry side, "Shizi he...... It should be Miss Wang in it...... They, they ......"

The fire burned more and more fiercely, and no one could get out of it alive with such a fire, not even a cultivator, who did not dare to risk his life.

Among the doormen, the young man who held the bow, Mu Ran looked at the fire like an evil dragon, listened to the crackling sound, and kept rubbing the bow and arrow with trembling hands, but he didn't know where to shoot.

Dozens of breaths of time have passed, and it seems that the ending is already doomed, Ji Fang couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, feeling that God had played a cruel joke on him.

In troubled times, I searched for the Lord for thousands of miles, and I broke my bowels in order to report my knowledge, but I didn't expect it to be such an ending!

I don't know if it was the homeless who knelt down suddenly, and then, one by one, rows of homeless people, knelt down like a tide.

Yuan Yongsheng felt an irrepressible agitation between his chest and abdomen, a never-before-seen thought crashing into his mind, and he suddenly felt that he could give it a try.

"Go!" In the roar, Yuan Yongsheng turned into a cloud of smoke and dust, and rushed towards the bright red sea of fire under the gaze of thousands of people.

Because his movements were so fast, everyone just saw a trail of smoke, like the scholar wrapped in a torn cotton jacket, who disappeared in front of people one moment and appeared in front of the fire dragon the next.

Strangely, he suddenly stopped, like a petrified statue, fixed in front of the fireball, and under the watchful eye, he actually began to retreat, one step, two steps......

Because at the last moment when he was about to break into the sea of fire, he suddenly found that a man covered in swar, holding Wang Mingming in both hands, walked out step by step from the sea of fire that rose to the sky......

The moment he walked out of the sea of fire, the huge fireball was like an unwilling angry dragon, suddenly soaring several feet high, countless dancing tongues of fire, swept up into the dark night sky by the sudden autumn wind, and then disappeared.

Pan Xilin walked past the stunned Yuan Yongsheng and walked to everyone, the night sky was crimson under the fire dragon, the autumn wind was blowing, and the shocked and speechless homeless people excitedly made a monosyllabic whirring sound, they knelt more reverently, lowered their heads lower, as if to welcome the supreme noble gods, as if they wanted to bury their heads deep in the loess.

Ji Fang woke up from his trance, his wide long sleeves suddenly flipped over, and he fell directly at the feet of the prince, and said in a trembling voice: "God gives fire virtue, and all the people will return." ”

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