Chapter Ninety-Eight: Fu Yi's Death
"Useless thing! What you have done has insulted the glory of my Riga family! You have bowed your head to him so easily! What about your dignity! What about your face! What about your proud talent!" Leaving the place where she had embarrassed herself, Fu Yi opened her mouth and put on an aggressive expression, "It's all because I'm blind, I thought you were such a powerful person, I shouldn't have accompanied you to this kind of place if I knew you! Who are these people, and I don't take my father in the slightest! I think you just give up, you can't even beat a child......"
Fu Yi chattered endlessly, not seeing that Trueman's face was already dyed with murderous aura, "I can afford you, we might as well go home and have a child, I see that you bow your head to a child so quickly, you should also have a hand to see the child!"
"That's enough!" Trueman shouted, Fu Yi was startled, and wanted to choke on sarcastic words, but soon she said angrily: "What are you anxious about! What is so great about you!Ah! Without me, you wouldn't know where to practice your little spells! Useless waste! Shameful garbage, wasting so many resources of mine!"
"I've said enough!"
"Bang!"
A stream of blue water rushed out of Trueman's hand and grazed Fu Yi's face, striking the tree behind her, opening a head-sized crater. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Fu Yi's face turned pale, and she asked tremblingly, "You want to hurt me?"
The murderous aura turned over and over in Truman's eyes, the anger hung in his heart for a long time, the humiliation of losing to a child, the weakness when he was forced to swear, and the depression that Fu Yi had always brought to him from self-righteousness, everything suddenly and engulfed him like a volcanic eruption.
"You...... What's wrong with you?" Fu Yi could see that the situation was not right, the atmosphere around Trueman was so terrible that she couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"Go ahead. β
In the forest, a light gray shadow raised its hand, and a black shadow went straight towards Trueman, hitting him on the back and burrowing into his flesh.
"Don't be dominated by ignorant people, remove all obstacles, you are the ultimate king!" A gentle and supportive voice thought in Trueman's mind, confusing his mind, red light flashed in his eyes, Trueman raised his head suddenly, Fu Yi screamed, turned his head and ran.
"Angry Wavesβ"
"Kill!"
"Poof!"
The blue water passed through her chest, stained red with blood, and slowly stayed, wetting this once invincible Miss Count.
The expression on Fu Yi's face was fixed on the frightened side, and her still warm body fell straight forward, staring blankly at the slowly approaching demon shadow.
"Who are you? You can actually use the art of bewitchment! Fu Yi was killed by you who tricked me!" Truman clenched his fists and looked at this charming woman, in front of her, Fu Yi was as immature as a duckling that had just come out of the shell.
"Huh. Keska smiled slightly, his watery eyes were warm and affectionate, which could make all men drown in this crooked lake, "I'm just amplifying your thoughts and helping you do what you want to do." β
Keska tilted his head and looked at him with gentle eyes, "I'm here to help you...... Of course you'll help me, both of us, both of us, need each other. β
Trueman's throat tightened, and a thousand words could not be asked in Keska's eyes, Grentner was right, no man could refuse her, especially a depressed, but ambitious young man.
"I can help you, everyone here will be trampled under your feet, you can do everything you want, including me, and it will belong to you. β
The words were charming, and the red light was hidden in the depths of his eyes, like a black snake hiding its fangs, making a "hiss" mockery.
"Good. β