Chapter 663: Anger

After talking, he learned that this beautiful woman's name was Aisha, and her husband had been dead for several years.

Nicole has congenital heart disease, and the mother and daughter guard the farm and live on each other.

Nicole is very excited to take Hanbiao to visit their big farm, while Elsa prepares a sumptuous dinner.

"Han Qing, are you married?" Nicole asked Han Qing.

"I have women who are like wives, and I have two goddaughters." Han Qing said with a smile.

"That's a pity, I wanted to introduce my mom to you." Nicole was a little sad.

The two of them walked around the farm, and Ni made a small wreath with the small wildflowers that could be found everywhere.

"Han Qing, give it to you." Nicole put the small wreath on Han Qing's hand.

"That's good, I like it." Han Qing said with a smile.

At this time, Aisha came to inform the two of them that it was time for dinner.

In the middle of the night, Han Qing quietly left the house.

Immediately, he found a very remote place, and then arranged an isolation formation to isolate himself from the outside world.

Then, he began to refine the magic weapon needed for Nicole's heart.

Early the next morning, the morning glow seemed to burn the sky.

Han Qing opened his eyes, and he was already holding a magic weapon in his hand.

Presumably, Nicole must be overjoyed.

But at this moment, Han Qing's heart was beating wildly.

There was a feeling of uneasiness that spread in Han Qing's heart.

Suddenly, his figure flickered, and he appeared on the farm in an instant.

After appearing, he saw that the original cattle, sheep and horses had all been beheaded and lying on the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Bastard!

Han Qing suddenly rushed into the house, and then his body suddenly froze in place.

His face stiffened, his pupils contracted and dilated, and his brow trembled.

The house was full of blood.

Elsa and Nicole, mother and daughter, fell in a pool of blood, and on the ground, there was a small wreath, soaked in blood.

The corners of Han Qing's mouth twitched, and the magic weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

His face instantly became hideous, and the murderous intent erupted like a long-suppressed volcano.

At this moment, there were dozens of powerful aura, rapidly approaching from all directions.

Han Qing became expressionless, then turned around and walked out.

The people outside saw Han Qing and showed excited expressions one by one.

"It's really here, the captain is really clever."

"Kill him, and we won't have to worry about it for the rest of our lives."

"Kill!!"

In an instant, endless attacks were overwhelming, enveloping Han Qing.

Han Qing's hand shook, and the spirit sword suddenly drew a sword light that returned to the basics.

Suddenly, blood gushed like a fountain everywhere.

More than a dozen heads flew into the sky, and more than a dozen headless corpses fell to the ground with a bang.

This scene caused the rest of the besiegers to stop their attacks, and they kept retreating, their faces pale.

Suddenly, they all turned and fled.

"Let's all die, go and bury the two innocent mothers and daughters." Han Qing said sharply, and slashed down with a sword, as if the heaven and earth were going to be cut in half.

And those who fled were all cut in two.

The gushing blood seemed to stain the whole world with blood.

Han Qing stood in place for a long time before turning around and returning to the house.

He crouched down and picked up the blood-soaked garland.

Since his soul returned from the immortal realm, he had never been so depressed as he was now.

He obviously saved a little girl and gave her hope of survival, but he quickly brought her destruction.

And, even her mother was implicated.

Han Qing remembered all kinds of cruel things in the fairy world, he originally thought that such an experience would never exist on this earth again.

But this bloody fact gave him a slap in the face.

"Okay, very good, if you want to kill it, then kill it."

"I will sacrifice the lives of a thousand people, ten thousand people, to honor Nicole and Elsa's mother and daughter."

Han Qing said in a cruel voice, and with a flick of his fingers, the spiritual fire fell around, and the fire soared into the sky in an instant.

It didn't take long for it to be burned to the ground.