Chapter Twenty-Three: She Is the Female King of Hades

Mo Yun remembered Sheng Wanning's appearance of vomiting blood, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

"She's out of Kyoto."

After finishing in a deep tone, he ignored the cold gaze in front of him, turned and left, walking in a hurry.

Leaving Kyoto?

Li Yanting's fist clenched even tighter.

The front desk manager in the office was rarely alone with the president, twisted his waist and walked to the desk, his pretty face was bright, "This person may come out of the countryside, it's really rude~ Mr. Li, don't be angry~"

As he spoke, his soft fingertips gently touched the back of Li Yanting's hand, which was full of implication.

However, before she could react, the woman's delicate body was pushed by his gravity and fell to the ground, embarrassed.

Li Yanting's sharp gaze swept over her badge.

"You're fired."

"Li, Mr. Li, I was wrong, I was really wrong......"

"Get out!"

The man who failed to manage his emotions let out a low roar, which frightened the front desk manager and almost lost her incontinence, and the next moment he saw her running out of the office with a crawl.

Li Yanting stood up from the office chair, pulled off his tie with his big hands, and his tall figure was like Shura from hell, exuding a thick aura and gloom.

The bottom of his eyes staring at the watch was even more scarlet.

No one has ever been able to get away with it after provoking him!

His eyes were tightly closed, and when he opened them again, he was extremely cold, turned around and pressed a phone call, and said in a loud voice: "Liu Song, go and arrest someone for me." ”

……

On the high-speed train from Kyoto to Nancheng, Sheng Wanning sat on the seat with a stiff face holding the columbarium altar tightly.

"How can this woman hold this thing on the high-speed rail, it's not too unlucky."

"That's it...... It's bad luck to go out and see this kind of dirty thing......"

She heard the foul language around her, her palms clenched, and she wanted to have a seizure, but thinking of her physical condition, she didn't want to waste energy and time on such an innocuous person.

Along the way, she didn't say a word.

When she got off the high-speed train, her legs were already twitching unconsciously, but she just walked out.

On the east side of the southern city, there is a desolate wild mountain.

Her mother's gravestone is there.

Unlike Kyoto, it rains almost most of the time in Minamijo, and even if it doesn't, it will be covered with dark clouds.

At this moment, the sky is overwhelmed by black clouds, which seems to be a harbinger of the coming rainstorm.

The rough and muddy mountain road soon soiled her shoes and pants.

The two peasants who went down the mountain saw her girl walking alone on the mountain road from a distance, whistling and teasing a few words, until they approached, touched her cold eyes, black and purple lips, and pale face, and then looked at the ashes altar in her hand, and were stunned by the fright.

"Ghost, ghost!"

After shouting twice, the farmer threw down his hoe and ran down the mountain.

Sheng Wanning glanced at the hoe that was thrown on the ground, her expression moved slightly, and she copied it without thinking about it, and went up the mountain together.

About an hour later.

She came to a grave overgrown with weeds, gently lowered the urn, and stroked the dusty tombstone with her palm.

"Mom, I'm taking you home."

After whispering a word, she walked to the grave made of loess, picked up her hoe and began to dig it.

As soon as the hoe fell, a loud thunderclap roared.

The lightning was like a fiery dragon, and the blood of the human flesh pierced the sky.

Sheng Wanning ignored this, and her slender figure fell by the wind, but there was a brute force.

She faces the loess, and the hoe is deeply embedded in the soil again and again, sparing no effort.

The crackling raindrops fell, wetting the woman on the loess, but the action of digging the grave did not stop at all.

Suddenly, the hoe struck a hard object......

Sheng Wanning's dark pupils constricted, threw down the hoe, and crawled to the muddy ground.

The mud splashed on her face, arms, and body.

She didn't notice it at all, her small hand seemed to be sharper than a knife's edge, and she cut through the loess that had become sticky and unformed.

The image of more than ten years ago that she will never forget comes to mind.

On the day of her scumbag's remarriage, she returned to her mother's hometown of Nancheng.

When she saw his scumbag father and his new wife Chen Jing again, the fourteen-year-old was pressed her mother's grave by two burly men, the corners of her mouth were overflowing with blood, and her whole body could not move.

Two men in black suits dug her mother's grave with hoes, while Sheng Wuzong and Chen Jing watched coldly from the sidelines.

"Let them stop digging! Don't dig any further! ”

"You've killed your mother! What more do you want to do to her! I hate you! You don't deserve to be my dad at all, you don't! ”

"Why didn't you die! It's you who really damn it! ”

In the face of her angry scolding, Sheng Wuzong and Chen Jing on the side remained unmoved.

There was a loud bang.

The man in the suit threw down his hoe, walked towards Sheng Wuzong, bowed and said, "Mr. Sheng, the coffin lid is open." ”

She watched Sheng Wuzong approach the coffin step by step, her eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and she struggled to get up, but the burly strong man pressed her shoulder again, and her forehead hit the ground heavily.

"Don't touch her! Don't touch my mom! ”

Sheng Wuzong turned a blind eye to her low roar, picked up the urn in the coffin with his big hand, and tapped his fingers straight open, and his handsome face suddenly darkened.

"Don't touch my mom! Did you hear me? Sheng Wu Zong! Bastard! Beasts are not as good as beasts! ”

Sheng Wuzong's eyes stared coldly at her who was powerless to resist on the ground but kept scolding, and chuckled: "In addition to scolding and fighting, what else would you do?" Useless waste! ”

"Even if I don't know anything, I'm not like you, my hands are full of blood! If it weren't for you, how could Mom jump off the building! You executioner! ”

"Hmph."

Sheng Wuzong waved his hand, and the burly strong man let her go.

Like a little beast, she lunged at the man with the urn in his hand, only to be knocked out by a punch from his bodyguard.

The group threw her down and went down the mountain, covered in wounds.

Falling to the ground, her face was full of tears, unwillingness, and resentment, and his last cold voice echoed repeatedly in her ears: "Yao'er's urn I will take away, and when you have the ability, come to Kyoto to find me, if you don't have the ability, you will continue to live in the countryside." ”

In the next ten years, these words will be noisy in her heart all the time.

The law of the jungle has been a cold biological law since ancient times.

She hates the shamelessness of her scumbag, and she hates her own incompetence even more!

More than ten years have passed, and now she is finally back with her mother's ashes.

As the coffin became more and more exposed, her tears welled up like a spring, falling with the rain.

The rain gradually stopped.

And the lid of the coffin has been fully revealed.

Sheng Wanning's dark purple lips were pursed, and suddenly, with a lift of her arm, the coffin lid was lifted.

Covered in mud, she held the urn and carefully placed it in the center of the coffin, sobbing, "Mom, rest in peace." The scumbag is dead, and no one will disturb your purity, ......"

Suddenly, her twinkling eyes noticed the blood stains on the seal at the mouth of the altar, which had been stained when she vomited blood earlier.

The mother in my memory loves to be clean......

She turned around and plucked a broad maple leaf and two rattans, and removed the dirty seal, and just as she was about to cover the maple leaf, the black bottom of the altar fell into view.

Sheng Wanning frowned slightly.

Shouldn't a normal person's ashes be white or light gray?

She shook her head, trying to hold on to her scattered spirit and gaze, and looked at the ashes in the altar again.

It's still black!

The words that my mother had told her in the hospital rang in my ears.

"Evening, you have to study hard. Mom wants to watch you go to college, watch you become the best person in the world, like your dad~"

Everyone said that she committed suicide by jumping off the building, and the police ruled out the possibility of being artificially pushed down the stairs.

The question is, how could her mother suddenly commit suicide when she clearly said that she was going to watch her go to college the day before.

Sheng Wanning suddenly felt a heavy fishy smell surging up from her abdominal cavity, she pursed her lips tightly, but blood still overflowed from the corners of her mouth, and dark blue blood dripped on her palm.

When he looked down at the black ashes again, his pupils constricted and his expression was gloomy.

Could it be that my mother didn't kill herself, but was poisoned!

Just when she was startled and incredulous, there was a rush of footsteps and human voices not far away.

"I thought I was going to hell, and I was so scared that my hoe fell to the ground. That woman is very raw, she should be what you are looking for! ”

"Go up!"

Sheng Wanning heard the latter's crisp and neat words, and her expression was grim.

From the voice, it can be heard that the other party has some skills.

She didn't have time to think about it, she waved her hand, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, sealed the urn in three or two strokes, covered the coffin, raised her hoe and began to bury the coffin.

Not long after, more than a dozen men in black suits and black sunglasses rushed up the mountain to surround her.

Sheng Wanning just put the last handful of soil on the grave, holding a hoe, staring at them expressionlessly, with a vigilant expression.

The man at the head approached her, and after comparing a photo in his hand, he dialed a phone call and said in a deep voice: "Brother Song, the person has been found." What to do? ”

Brother Song?

Sheng Wanning's scarlet eyes flashed with a sharp edge.

It was a name she hadn't heard of.

If you don't know each other, then you should be the enemy!

She immediately kicked away the flat hoe blade, pulled out the hoe handle, clenched the round wooden stick in her hand, and swept towards everyone without saying a word.

The man's mobile phone that had just tried to contact "Brother Song" was shot down.

The black phone rolled to the ground, and a hoarse voice of a middle-aged man came from inside: "I said above, just take it back to Kyoto, don't hurt her." ”

However, before these words could be filled into the air, they were already dispersed by a thick murderous aura, and no one heard them at all.

"Damn, it's a practitioner!"

Seeing that he was being raided by a woman, the man at the head suddenly lost his patience, the scar on his face was extremely hideous, and he shouted: "Give it to me!" ”

The woods suddenly blew in all directions, and the sticks struck each other, and the whole mountain was covered with desolation and murder.

The woman's move hit the vital point, and in an instant, she saw people all over the ground hugging their arms, legs, and heads, wailing constantly.

"Whoever sent you, tell him a word, don't mess with me again!"

After finishing speaking, Sheng Wanning's arm fell vertically, and the thick round stick was neat and did not shake at all, and it escaped into the ground for nearly 100 centimeters, and a rice-shaped crack burst on the ground.

Her departing figure was obviously a little staggered and weak, but no one dared to come any closer.

More than a dozen big men had already been so shocked by her that their whole bodies trembled.

……

Li Yan Ting stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Empire Center Building, his knuckles holding cigarettes, and his carved facial features hid the coldness of an ice cellar.

The phone rings.

He glanced at the caller ID, picked it up, and lifted his thin lips indifferently: "Caught someone?" ”

A voice of surprise and anxiety came from the other side.

"Sir, didn't you say that it was a woman who was going to be arrested? The man I sent said it was a female Hades! Kung Fu is great! Those people have all practiced, and they were injured and disabled by her alone......"