Chapter 103 foreshadowing is a flower

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He deserves to smile because that's his backhand, because that's his gamble. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

One is the foreshadowing he has planted since before the hostilities.

Foreshadowing is a flower, a flower that is exquisitely intoxicating.

Xia He still remembered the appearance of the flower, but he couldn't remember the fragrance of the flower, he still remembered the fish brought by the flower, and the pure true yuan brought by the fragrance of the flower.

Of course, at that time, he did not know the shadow of despair hidden beneath that beautiful flower.

This is, of course, hopeless.

Xia He now feels that he has no strength in his body, but he can't mobilize his true yuan, so he can only be slaughtered by others.

But here there is a man who wants to kill him.

That's a desperate thing.

The master of the Hua family slowly stood up from the ground, holding the wooden cane that was stained with red paint, and slowly walked towards Xia He, he walked really slowly, because he was really seriously injured.

As he stood up from the ground, the wounds on his body were bleeding bright red blood, and the pale face lined with blood was bloody.

In the blood light, the face with a satisfying smile looked a little weird and terrifying, and he walked slowly, holding the wooden staff tightly.

Xia He couldn't see the movements of the master of the Hua family, he could only hear the voice, and the sound was very small.

The footsteps slowly approached, and then suddenly interrupted, and after a while, the footsteps continued to sound, but this time the footsteps were more slight, and the owner of the Hua family seemed to have a few more injuries on his body.

But what Xia He couldn't see was that the injuries on the Hua family's master had not been aggravated, but his true yuan had been consumed a few points, and that true yuan was exchanged for the aggravation of the injuries on the other person's body.

To be precise, it adds a wound to a man who has never been involved in a fight, but it definitely affects his movements.

Yin Huai took out his ordinary knife, the cold light on the knife was cold, but it was far less than the flower in front of him that was almost completely collapsed.

The flower came from the sleeve of the owner of the flower family, hidden in Yin Huai's knees, and then it was dyed with a layer of red, and the dye was the blood that flowed from Yin Huai's body.

Yin Huai was still carrying the knife, but he had no way to move half a minute, and could only barely support his body from falling.

Even so, Yin Huai still wanted to do something.

As for the promise not to participate, it was also forgotten by him at this moment.

Bite......

There was a crunch.

It was the crisp sound of something hard colliding with something hard.

Yin Huai threw the knife in his hand, and the knife collided with something else in the air, and then fell to the ground.

The collision with the cold and cold knife that still faintly had the flow of true yuan was also a thing that looked very strong, it was also a flower, but it was a wooden staff that grew from the hand of the owner of the flower family, or an iron flower that popped out, painted dark red.

The petals opened slightly, revealing the corners that looked very sharp, without flickering cold light, but it was several times more terrifying than the knife that flickered with cold light.

The iron flower also smelled, but it wasn't a nice scent, but it was a disgusting smell.

There used to be a lot of dried blood stuck there.

It's a real dark red stain of blood.

The owner of the flower family once killed many people with this iron flower, inserted it in the chest, twisted it, and then pulled it out, and that person died. The master of the Hua family had repeated this action many times, and now he was going to use this action to kill another person.

Although that person was more talented than all the people he had killed in the past, geniuses could also be killed, and they were no different from those mortals, the same bright red blood, the same blood flowing, the same transparent hole in the chest, and then the same rush to death.

But the difference is the mood of the owner of the Hua family, after all, the psychological pleasure brought by killing a genius is different from killing countless mortals.

So he has to kill well, kill slowly, and kill seriously, so as not to disappoint Xia He's genius, right?

I don't know if Xia He will ask him to kill himself quickly when he knows the thoughts of the master of the Hua family, Xia He can't see the still very pale face of the master of the Hua family, because he is injured and bleeding too much and the consumption of Zhenyuan is too much, but he still has a smile on his face, a cruel and proud smile.

But the master of the Hua family also couldn't see the expression on Xia He's face, whether it was sad, desperate, or crazy, just like him, it was possible to be crazy before death.

Although he couldn't see it, the owner of the Hua family imagined that no one could still laugh in the face of death, unless he was a madman or a righteous man.

But Xia He is not a madman, and he is not a righteous man, he still laughed, and laughed out loud.

Although his laughter was very faint because of the flower, it was also quiet on the high platform, even silent, so the laughter inevitably reached the ears of the owner of the flower family.

The master of the flower family was annoyed, and he thought that the laughter was mockery, as if to mock his timidity and caution.

So he walked faster, and the sound of his footsteps and the sound of his staff striking the platform was quicker, sounding more like a funeral deathknell.

The owner of the flower family is the one who sends people to the cemetery.

The death knell is getting more and more urgent, and the owner of the Hua family is getting closer and closer to Xia He.

The dark red iron flower on the lacquered mahogany staff in the hand of the master of the flower family opened slightly, and the fierce cold light seemed to be able to freeze people's souls.

The master of the Hua family walked briskly, his eyes kept looking at Xia He, listening to his faint laughter, and the anger in his eyes quietly shifted to the iron flower.

The iron flowers rose with a faint firelight, and the fishy smell completely buried the fragrance of the flowers.

"What are you laughing at?" said the master of the flower family, his tone was no longer calm, and the emotions of anger, pride and madness were always circulating in the eyes and voice of the master of the flower family.

"Who said I couldn't kill you?"

This sentence is a response to Xia He's previous sentence.

Now the position of the owner of the Hua family and the position of Xia He have been completely exchanged.

Before, the owner of the Hua family collapsed there, and Xia He was mocking.

Now Xia He is slumped here, and the owner of the Hua family is also mocking.

Xia He's ridicule at that time was a simple mockery, in order not to kill people.

The current ridicule of the master of the flower family is a mad mockery, in order to kill people.

There were some differences, but none of the people who were ridiculed spoke.

But the master of the Hua family wanted Xia He to speak, so he began to say a lot of words and began to make a repetitive action.

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Eh, it's another chapter, everyone is ready for the New Year, well, try to keep the Chinese New Year's Eve as much as possible, good luck for you!