Chapter Ninety-Eight: Forever
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" I will never say it, otherwise I will ......" The man in black hurriedly waved his hand and said to Menghua, his expression was flustered, there was no such cold appearance as just now, replaced by endless fear and surprise.
"What did you say just now?" Menghua said coldly, approaching the man in black step by step.
"Just now, it's just...... It's just a joke, a joke. Don't take it seriously, look at it, even if I really wanted to kill you just now, even with my strength, I wouldn't be able to kill you...... Huh?" the man in black knew that he was speechless, and quickly shut up.
"Give you a chance, say, who sent you. If you don't say it, I'll break your corpse into 10,000 pieces, and then secretly change the minced meat of your corpse to the kitchen of the Han family during a large dinner. When everyone's food!" Menghua said coldly.
Hanguang looked at this dream flower in surprise as if he had never known it at all.
At this time, the dream flower, the divine beauty on the delicate face has not diminished at all. The only thing that is different from usual is her beautiful moo. Her beauty became blood-red. This red, not the red with bloodshot eyes, but the agate red.
The fiery red eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire. This is a fiery beauty, but in the eyes of the man in black, the anger gushing out of these fiery red eyes is like the raging refining fire under the legendary hell, the refining fire of nothingness that burns the three souls and six spirits of the evil spirit!
"To say, or not to say!"
Menghua took a step forward again and said coldly. As she spoke, Menghua flipped her palm, and a fiery red flame burned on her white and flawless palm. Even the cold light, which was already a short distance away from the dream flower, also felt the blazing temperature in the burning fire!
"I'll ask you one last time, do you mean it, or don't you say it?" Menghua said coldly.
The man in black thought to himself, "If I say it, then I can even escape today." But this dream flower has no ability to destroy him. So I still can't escape death, since I must die, then don't affect my family. Well, my lovely son will definitely avenge me when he grows up!" Thinking of this, the man in black said stiffly: "If you want to kill or chop as you like, Lao Tzu will not say." If you let me go today, I will definitely repay you for your kindness. If you kill me, then my son will avenge me......"
Before the man in black could finish his words, the flames in Menghua's hand flew to the head of the man in black under her wonderful control.
Suddenly, the air became distorted by the heat. The fiery temperature made Hanguang's face a little painful, and he only felt that the moisture on his skin was drained in an instant, and even the clothes on Hanguang's body were dry and dehydrated, and they were a little wrinkled.
The head of the man in black burned in the raging fire and disappeared into ashes.
Gradually, the fire spread to the already stiff body of the man in black, setting his clothes and body on fire......
Soon, the entire body was reduced to ashes. There was not even a trace of scorching on the ground burned by the flames. Even the lawn where the man in black stood was not damaged in the slightest, and it was still the same as it was at the beginning.
Hanguang was still in surprise.
In Hanguang's understanding, although Menghua is sometimes a little cold-blooded, she can look directly at the fragility of life. But in many cases, she is extremely timid in her heart, so she will never do anything angry.
Although Menghua's actions just now are not a bad thing, it is just legitimate defense.
However, even though the Menghua at that time was beautiful and sacred, and the eyes were hot and full of that strange style, the cold eyes and words made the cold light re-understand the heart of the Menghua...... Hanguang only felt as if he had never known the real Dream Flower.
Just when Hanguang was surprised, a soft delicate body leaned on Hanguang's body.
Hanguang subconsciously hugged the delicate body.
The owner of this delicate body is Menghua, Menghua shook her head in Hanguang's arms, and said weakly to Hanguang: "Hanguang, are you willing to listen to my explanation?"
Hanguang gently caressed Menghua's flowing hair and nodded vigorously.
"Cold Light...... Wasn't it ugly for me just now?" Menghua's voice was a little bitter.
Hanguang nodded subconsciously, but then shook his head.
"Hanguang, I don't care what you think of me. But you have to believe that I like you, and that will never change!"