Chinese The deafening explosion sounded around the North Wind Changfeng, and the thick black smoke filled out, covering everything on that side, making it impossible to see the situation inside, only to see the sparks splashing and the explosives exploding.

Seeing this, Ziyu's eyes slowly narrowed, and in the depths of the black eyes, two bloodthirsty shadows slowly flashed.

In the depths of memory, a glimmer of closed doors was slowly opened like Pandora's box.

It used to be like this, a blood-red, a thick smoke, and a deafening.

Under the blue sky, the car she and her family were driving was hijacked by terrorists = and crashed into the target they were about to attack.

Right in front of her eyes, in front of her, who was only two years old at the time, she bumped into it without hesitation, blooming all over the sky, and the fire was shocking.

Tied up with explosives all over his body, he rushed towards the target, unable to break free, unable to resist, and could only watch death approach.

She thought she didn't remember, she had already forgotten, but now she knew that she remembered, remembered that she was thrown out by her mother, remembered the redness of the sky, the frightened people, the slowly collapsing house, the falling human remains, the piercing alarms, everything she remembered, it was as if it were ringing in her ears.

It's blood-red, it's deafening.

The five fingers pierced deeply into the palm, and a trace of blood slowly dripped down the fingers to the ground, and Ziyu's eyes slowly turned red.

It's all these kidnappers, it's all these kidnappers who tie explosives to the hostages, damn it, none of them deserve to be alive, they all deserve to die.

In the distance, the ice silkworm seemed to feel the emotional changes of the sub-fish, and flew back with a swish, entrenched on the top of the sub-fish's head and constantly writhing, trying to attract the attention of the sub-fish.

However, Ziyu did not move.

The wind, blowing slowly, brought with it the smell of sulfur and blood.

"Young master, go quickly." The green-clothed people on that side saw that these hostages were entangled in the North Immortal Long Wind, and immediately urged towards the South Monument Heaven.

Nanbeitian looked at the direction of the North Hell Changfeng who was shrouded in thick smoke and didn't know the direction of the dead or not, and laughed wildly with hideous eyes, and said viciously: "The North Hell Changfeng, you wait for me, if I can't kill you today, I will break your body into thousands of pieces in the coming day, and destroy your Zhenbei Wangfu." ”

When he goes back and invites his grandfather, he will slaughter the Zhenbei Palace, and dare to compete with their Lingnan royal family, all of them will only die.

"Let's go." Throwing down his sleeves hard, Nanbeitian's figure flashed and ran forward.

As soon as the green-clothed men beside him waited for him to run over, they immediately stopped behind Nanbeitian, and continued to throw hostages towards the North Immortal Long Wind, while looking at Ziyu with vigilance.

Ziyu squinted his eyes and swept over the Nanbeitian who escaped out, and when he looked back at the long wind of the Northern Underworld that was shrouded in smoke and could not see the figure, the corners of his mouth slowly outlined a trace of a cold sneer, and raised his head, the eyes that were usually pitch black were all blood-red at this time, like two blood cells, and the bloodthirsty expression was almost like a blood-colored yaksha from hell.

Facing the green-clothed man of Ziyu, he suddenly shivered in unison, and looked at Ziyu with wide eyes.

This Qin Ziyu is not a martial artist, and he is just the daughter of a merchant, so he is not a threat at all, but at this time, this expression and momentum are like a Yaksha ghost, which is three points worse than the fierce and monstrous North Hell Changfeng, which is ......

"You've me off." A low voice sounded slowly, and Ziyu's body shook and suddenly moved. Cat flutter Chinese