Okay! He killed his wife and children, and he killed his favorite apprentice today.
Li Jiansheng stretched out his hand towards the young man and sucked him in, then grabbed the young man beside him and pinched his neck.
All this was too fast and too sudden.
When Fu Manman saw Li Jiansheng arresting the white-haired boy, his heart tightened. Li Jiansheng, are you going to kill him to vent your anger?
Li Jiansheng hated Nangong Wuhuang to the core, and it was understandable to kill the people Nangong Wuhuang cared about.
But... this young man has never harmed anyone, so he is so innocent. Fu Manman wants to stop him, but this is someone else's grudge. She feels sorry for Uncle Li when she takes action. Let's see!
"Let him go." Nangong Wuhuang saw everything in front of him, and there was a wave in his eyes.
"Nangong Wuhao, I didn't expect you to be nervous sometimes. Why were you so cruel to Wan'er back then!" Li Jiansheng felt sad when he thought of his wife's tragic death.
The strength in this hand was also a bit stronger. I wanted to strangle this kid to death immediately and make Nangong Wuyan suffer.
"Let me go, let me go." The white-haired boy was in great pain, and he felt it was difficult to breathe.
"Don't hurt him. If you want my life, come at me." Nangong Wuyan said in a deep voice.
"Hahaha, Nangong is safe. I didn't expect that you also have a weakness. If you don't want him to die, just destroy yourself!" The hatred in Li Jiansheng's heart became stronger and stronger.
This old guy, why is he so cruel to Wan'er!
His wife and his unborn child all died at the hands of this old man, who actually still has a human heart.
"Smelly old man, aren't you very powerful? Just kill him. I'm just a person who won't live long anyway. I'll die early and be freed early." Bai Mao's tears flowed down, his breathing became rapid, and his face turned red.
Suddenly he took out a medicine bag and sprinkled it on Li Jiansheng.
"Uncle Li!" Fu Manman rushed out.
That white hair sprinkled on it must not be a good thing.
Li Jiansheng immediately held his breath and waved his hand away, but the powder still entered his eyes and landed on his skin.
The medicine immediately acted like fire, burning his skin and burning his eyes.
it hurts!
"Ah..." Li Jiansheng cried out in pain.
"Don't come here!" he yelled at Fu Manman.
"Cough, cough, cough... you were poisoned by my homemade flame poison. In less than a quarter of an hour, you spontaneously ignited and died. Bad guy, don't even think about hurting my grandpa." Bai Mao said while coughing.
"Vicious boy, I didn't want to kill you, but now it seems that I have to kill you." Li Jiansheng endured the pain in his body and reached out to pinch the young man's neck.
The white-haired boy took out a needle and pricked Li Jiansheng's hand to prevent him from getting close.
"Cough cough cough..." The boy coughed harder and harder, and his whole face was abnormally red, which was caused by the violent coughing.
"Let him go quickly, he has asthma." Nangong Wuhuang's face showed panic. He no longer had the majesty of an ancestor or great master, only the concern of an old man for his descendants.
"I'm not satisfied with what you want." Li Jian shouted harshly, lifted the young man up by Bai Mao's collar, and slapped Nangong Wuyan to prevent him from getting close.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Wuyan took the palm of his hand and ran straight towards Baimao without stopping. The concern in his eyes was unstoppable.
This kid just called him grandpa.
"Child, take the medicine." Nangong Wuhuang rushed forward and stuffed the pill in his hand into Bai Mao's mouth.
At the same time, Li Jiansheng slapped Nangong Wuhuang on the chest. He used this palm with all his strength. He was poisoned and was about to die. He must kill Nangong Wuhuang before he died.
"Grandpa..." Bai Mao was held up by Li Jiansheng, and he watched helplessly as his grandfather was beaten by this bad guy until he vomited blood.
"Your grandparents and grandchildren are not good people."
"You can't kill him." Nangong Wuyan shouted. After shouting, he spit out a mouthful of blood and sat heavily on the ground.
Li Jiansheng's palm had already interrupted his heart. He had lived for more than a hundred years, and he had lived enough.
For the sake of the honor and disgrace of the Nangong family, he had adhered to the ancestral motto of having multiple surnames and not intermarrying for decades. For this ancestral motto, he killed his most beloved little daughter with his own hands.
He... doesn't regret it, but he feels sad.
Why is there such an ancestral precept? After observing it for so many years, he is tired.
"He is Wan'er's child and also your son. You can't kill him." Nangong Wuyan sat on the ground and said weakly in a deep voice.
Li Jiansheng's raised hand froze in the air, and the blood surged in his heart, "No... you are lying to me."
It must be this old guy who was afraid that he would kill his grandson and deliberately lied to him.
"I'm not lying to you. Li Jiansheng, I hate you. Without you, Wan'er would not have died. She is my most beloved little daughter. How could I bear to kill her with my own hands? But I am the head of the family, and I also have my own
Helpless, although I killed Wan'er in front of you, she did not die, but she was seriously injured because of it. Everything I did was just for the world to see."
"This child was saved by Wan'er who begged me to perform a caesarean section before she died. Because he was born prematurely, he was born with deficiencies and had asthma. In order to feed him, he has been living here without ever seeing the light of day..."
Nangong Wuyan said, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, he felt that he had revealed the secret buried deep in his heart and was freed.
"This child's life is miserable, you can't kill him with your own hands."
Li Jiansheng still held it high and his body started to tremble.
This is his son! His son is not dead!
He put down the person in his hand almost carefully, so carefully that he was afraid of throwing the person.
"Cough cough cough..." Bai Mao got free and immediately ran to Nangong Wuhuang's side with red eyes, "Grandpa, didn't you say you want to live to a thousand years?"
"Silly boy, how can people live for so long?" Nangong Wuhuang patted Baimao's hand.
"It's very dangerous outside. You have to be careful when you go out. You have to take the medicine with you. After you finish eating, prepare it yourself." Nangong Wuyan raised his eyes weakly and glanced at his grandson.
There are still many things I want to say, but I no longer have the energy to say them out.
Nangong Wuyan closed his eyes, and his body sank as he sat there, finally doing as Li Jiansheng wished.
Li Jiansheng opened his confused eyes, and he vaguely saw the figure of a white-haired boy.
This is his son, his and Wan'er's son.
He was so happy that he didn't know what to do.
He had almost killed him just now, and regret and self-blame also welled up in his heart.
Because of the joy that his son was still alive, he ignored the physical pain.
"Uncle Li!" Fu Manman stepped forward and saw that Li Jiansheng's body was constantly smoking, and his heart was as sharp as a knife.
What kind of poison is this? It's so terrible.
"Baimao boy, give me the antidote quickly. Hurry up. He is your father. Please save him." Fu Manman pulled Baimao's collar.
Bai Mao took the medicine and was no longer wheezing and coughing. But at this moment, his face was filled with tears. The grandfather who loved him the most was dead.