The short knife in Luan Feng's hand was only lightly slashed at Luan Zhan's body, but Luan Zhan seemed to have experienced pain like life and death.

He originally thought that his numb body had been tormented by pain, but he didn't expect it to be stirred up again because of this blow, and this knife was more painful than any wound he had experienced before.

It was obviously a very shallow wound, but it seemed to take his life, but unfortunately, such a wound could not take his life.

If Luan Zhan's body could still move now, the first thing he did would definitely be suicide.

Luan Feng laughed out loud.

A sharp knife light flashed, and another wound appeared on Luan Zhan's body, and blood flowed out in an instant.

"Ah————h

A miserable cry came out of Luan Zhan's mouth involuntarily.

He didn't want to make himself so embarrassed, and the most others would not let himself make such a painful sound in front of Luan Feng, but every wound Luan Feng created on his body was painful and unbearable.

He couldn't control his voice at all.

Every time Luan Feng slashed at his painful area, the pain would continue to torment his body, and the short knife was coated with poison that would devour his flesh forever.

The more wounds Luan Feng cut on his body, the more painful he would become.

Luan Feng is very measured, not only will he not kill Luan Zhan immediately, but he will not let him faint, every time Luan Zhan feels that he is about to faint, the wound that follows Luan Feng will make him wake up immediately in pain.

Suddenly, Luan Feng stopped torturing Luan Zhan and stood up.

Looking at the buildings, his eyes were slightly cold, as if he had made up his mind.

He walked towards the house.

Glancing closely, he glanced at the house again, where his mother had lived, and where he had lived when he was a child.

However, he has no nostalgia for this, because what is left here is the painful memories of their mother and son.

"The Luan family, you don't deserve to keep my mother's breath," Luan Feng snorted coldly.

He suddenly lit a fire and set the house on fire, and the fire was in front of him, reflecting the white figure.

With a torch in his hand, he turned around and walked slowly towards Luan Zhan.

Luan Zhan's eyes widened.

What does he want to do? Enough torture for him, do you want to burn him alive?

Hmph, are you finally willing to kill him?

Luan Zhan didn't know whether it was a fluke or fear at this time, if Luan Feng really killed him, he could finally stop suffering from him, but being burned to death, this kind of death was too miserable, and it was also a painful torture for him.

Just when Luan Zhan was thinking so in his heart, he didn't expect Luan Feng to bypass him and walk forward.

In front of him was the sea of blood that had just been created by him.

The few people who were still wallowing in pain just now also died.

Anyone who was slashed by Luan Feng's short knife escaped the fate of falling to death.

He stepped on the blood, and the burning torch in his hand reflected the red sea of blood on the ground, shining in the distance, so miserable.

"You ......", Luan Zhan couldn't help but cry out curiously.

He had a kind of prediction that Luan Feng would never do anything to make him feel good.

"After all, I have been in the Luan family, in order to repay your nurturing kindness, how can I watch their corpses suffer from the wind and rain here?" , The corners of Luan Feng's mouth hooked up a cold smile.