Chapter 21 - Mother and Child Die Together

Simon's voice was loud, and he definitely didn't lose Simon's face, nor did he lose Simon's face blowing snow.

Qiu Hong had already woken up, she knew what was going on outside, her body trembled with fear, and when she heard Simon's words, she suddenly stopped being afraid, and there was no trace of fear.

"You seem to be very serious, do you think you can beat me? You are only one person, and you can't form the most powerful sword formation of the Ximen family!" Shen Gang sneered, he didn't know how this person could suddenly become so stubborn.

Simon drew his sword, representing what he had to say.

Shen Gang's figure was fast, and he drew his weapon as he dodged. His weapon was a knife, very sharp, the tip of the knife bent upward, it was a small knife that could be inserted into the human body to hook out the intestines inside.

The knife is just like his man.

Just as fast, just as ruthless.

In just three moves, he used this knife to hook Simon's intestines. Simon can't form a sword formation, so he doesn't have a single blow.

Simon did not die immediately, he died a painful death, for his bowels were running down the ground, but with a smile on his face, he seemed to hear his mother's words:

"Good boy, you are worthy of being from the Simon family, and your mother is proud of you!"

Simon was dead, and there was no one to stop Shen Gang, so he wiped the blood from his knife and walked into Qiu Hong's house.

The disk-like moon didn't seem to be able to see what was next, and it quickly hid in the clouds, and the earth went dark. But the cloud walked away, and the full moon quickly poked its head out, revealing its smiling face. Because it saw a person, Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang's injury has healed, and he walked into his own home and into his own world. However, there was a person behind him, Xiang Yuanqing. He asked himself, could it be that Xiang Yuanqing had already entered his world? But no matter what, no one can refuse another person who carries himself out of death, and he can't refuse such a person who wants to follow you.

Under the moonlight, Xiao Lang saw the dead man on the ground.

"Help!" Qiu Hong's voice shouted out along with Xiao Lang's shout

Xiao Lang shouted, "Ah Hong—"

Shen Gang knew who was coming, and he had to give up what he was going to do. He drew the knife again, this time he had the trump card in his hand, he had the capital to talk, he didn't have to run away. Qiu Hong was immediately pressed out by him, he hid behind her, and the knife hung on Qiu Hong's neck.

Qiu Hong finally waited for the person she was waiting for, she wouldn't complain about why this person only came now, she didn't have to call this person to save her. She knew she didn't have to shout.

"You let her go!" Xiao Lang's eyes erupted with fire.

"Simple, I just need the knife in your hand!"

Xiao Lang did not hesitate and threw the knife on the ground.

With his light skills, Shen Gang believed that he could take the knife and leave quickly, but he never liked others to have a perfect ending, as long as he could have it.

With Qiu Hong's words, he naturally couldn't escape, so she used another method.

His knife was sharp and quickly sliced through Qiu Hong's neck.

The clouds came, and the full moon disappeared. Once again, it covered its face.

Shen Gang stretched out his hand and took the knife. But he touched a hand, and the knife was already in Xiao Lang's hand. He misestimated Xiao Lang, and now Xiao Lang is very fast. Or that his speed is almost close to Xiao Li's flying knife that was famous in the past.

The full moon was revealed again, and Shen Gang immediately turned around and fled into the air with all the speed of his body.

Xiao Lang made a knife!

The knife with its own tears on it!

He realized that Qiu Hong was so important in his heart.

Shen Gang's flying body split to both sides, and the knife completely split him in half from head to toe.

Xiao Lang dropped the knife. Picking up Qiu Hong and walking towards the house, he was speechless, and his tears were dripping down Qiu Hong's face like raindrops. Qiu Hong smiled and said the last words of her life.

"We already have a baby!"

Xiao Lang took Qiu Hong to the house and lay down. Covered her with a quilt and kissed her on the forehead. He hoped that Qiu Hong would wake up tomorrow, and when she woke up, she would find that everything today was just a dream, a nightmare.

Xiao Lang left the house and stood in the courtyard, letting the tears fall to his heart's content, looking at the full moon and revealing from time to time. Xiang Yuanqing didn't speak, so he stayed with him all night.

Qiu Hong didn't wake up the next day, Xiao Lang lit a torch and set fire to his home.

In the light of the fire, against the rising sun, Xiao Lang held a knife in one hand and walked towards the northwest. Just like a year ago, just like when Lu Xiaomin left him.

Once again, he was alone, walking towards an unknown fate.

Xiang Yuanqing followed him from afar, but let her scream and cut her throat, and Xiao Lang didn't answer her.

The yellow sand of the Western Regions is just ahead, and beyond this yellow sand is the main peak of the Demon Sect in the past.

Xiao Lang was sitting in front of this piece of yellow sand, his right hand holding a knife, and his left hand holding wine, which was pouring into his throat.

His shirt was stained red with blood.

He reminisced about what had happened in the past month.

The day after he left home, on June 17, he killed 71 people in the Jiangnan Perak Hall.

On June 23, he killed a total of 59 people from the Tang Sect.

On June 30, he killed Shaolin Kongzhi Zen Master and 18 bronze people.

On the fourth day of July, he killed the master of the Long Sword Sect and three elders, a total of four people.

On July 11, 12 people were killed, and Nian Ci was among them.

And now it's the fifteenth day of July, and the moon must be very round tonight, and it will be as round as it was a month ago.

The wine jar was empty, and Xiao Lang threw the jar into the distance.

In the distance, three people were approaching.

Song Shi, Xie Yingcheng, Xiang Yuanqing.

In a month, the kung fu they want to practice has been practiced, and the preparations to be made have been made, if the three of them can't kill Xiao Lang, I'm afraid that no one in the rivers and lakes can kill Xiao Lang.

Xiang Yuanqing has been following Xiao Lang, and she is now standing in the middle of the four people facing each other.

When she saw her brother, she stepped forward, knelt down, and grabbed the corner of his coat.

"Brother, I beg you, let him go!"

"Yuan Qing, it's my brother who can't stand you, you go away, my brother will end your pain soon, no one can hurt my lively and lovely good sister!"

Xiang Yuanqing has been pushed away.

Xiao Lang raised his eyes to look at the three of them and clenched the knife.

Song Shi said: "Xiao Lang, do you know how many martial arts people you have killed in this month?"

Xiao Lang shook his head, he didn't calculate, and he didn't have the heart to calculate.

Song Shi said: "I want to avenge myself, my father, and all the martial arts people!"

Xie Yingcheng said: "I want to hate the famous Sword Villa, and I also hate the martial arts people!"

Xiang Yuanqing looked at the two of them and then at his sister, and said, "I'm the same as them!"

Xiao Lang looked up to the sky and smiled:

"I've killed people as killers, but do you dare to say you haven't used killers? Wudang, Mingjian Villa, Brothers' Gang, those of you who can't do things by yourself, who will help you solve them, help you kill them! Why don't you go to those employers and let others come to you. (To be continued......)