hansansuiPs: The anger line will be extremely abusive in the early stage, but it will be extremely cool in the later stage. Don't spray me when you see it!
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Back to that place... that familiar place...
Huo Yuhao lowered his head, the scars all over his body were dripping blood, and a rush of footsteps was getting closer and closer, but Huo Yuhao was unmoved, his eyes were tightly closed, as if he was closing his eyes.
A man pulled a very pretty woman stumbled into the cell where Huo Yuhao was being held. He looked crazy, as if he couldn't wait to prove something.
"Hahahaha! Huo Yuhao, you still can't beat me after all! Tang Wutong and I are already married, and her body is already mine! The voice of your woman screaming beside me was really happy!
"Yuhao... I... I'm sorry for you..." Tang Wutong sobbed softly. After all, this was a marriage hand-picked by her father, and she couldn't say anything, but Xin Ling was extremely rude to herself... Last night, she even treated her like a human being... It's not so much getting married, it's better that Tang Wutong, the saint, was defiled.
But Huo Yuhao smiled slightly. Now, because of Bing Hanxin, even if his memory was sealed, he didn't react to the person he already hated. He even had a hint of flavor, and he didn't raise his head.
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk... Then I... want to congratulate you..."
His frivolous voice sounded again, Xin Ling's expression distorted, and she kept roaring in her heart.
"I even quit the Holy Spirit Sect for Shrek's sake... But when the old man taught me, he always mentioned Huo Yuhao as a prisoner... ahhhhhh! I'm going to kill him... kill him..."
"Hey... Huo Yuhao! Don't you believe it! I tell you, you can't believe anything now! Tang Wutong is already mine! Don't believe it? Look! Look!"
Xin Ling threw Tang Wutong down and reached out to pull out her clothes. Tang Wutong showed disgust, kicked Xin Ling without mercy, and immediately put on her clothes.
"You... what are you doing... This is outside, in front of Yu Hao, you pervert..."
Xin Ling's expression was already distorted to the extreme, she slapped Tang Wutong, and then roared and ran out without looking back.
On the other hand, Tang Wutong sat beside Huo Yuhao, who was covered in blood, looking at his scabbed and bleeding wound, covering his small mouth, and tears flowed down his cheeks.
"Yuhao... I, I'm sorry for you..."
"Tsk... Tang Wutong, you're really disgusting... You're just lying on the ground now... lying on the ground begging me to forgive you, and I won't... because, ahem... I'll never like other people's play * again..."
His expression was very cold, and when he spoke, he couldn't help but slightly raise a smile on the corner of his mouth, raised his cold eyes slightly, and looked at the "gorgeous" woman in front of him.
Tang Wutong, on the other hand, sat on the ground, hugging her head and crying, repeating I'm sorry.
After a while, Xin Ling smiled and walked towards Huo Yuhao, grabbed Tang Wutong's hair, and threw it behind her.
"*, stay away." Xin Ling seemed to have calmed down a lot, and her expression was much colder.
"I came to take your martial soul on the order of Elder Xuan... and, listen to me~~" Xin Ling chuckled, while Huo Yuhao didn't react, as if he was dead, he sat motionless on the stool.
Xin Ling stretched out a hand, a dazzling blue light, accompanied by the boy's screams... and Xin Ling's laughter, every pore of Huo Yuhao was once again squeezed out of blood, and his body became turbid...
hansansuiIt has no heart. By the way, since the soul died before, there must be no soul in this world.
