At this time, Sun Jianxing had lost half of his life, his mouth was open, his eyes were white, he was naked, legs spread, lying on the dead leaves, smelling the smell of mud, without any reaction.
Those men in black tidied themselves up. After all, they were not willing to slip a man's most precious bird in front of an old woman.
If it were a beautiful lady, they would consider it.
The killer turned Sun Jianxing's body over so that Sun Jianxing was facing up.
Of course, during this process, Sun Jianxing remained motionless like a dead fish.[
At this time, one of the killers picked up a sword and stabbed the cloud at the position where Sun Jianxing stepped down.
"Woo..."
When the old lady understood what the killer was going to do, her eyes widened and she whined. If you listened carefully, you could hear that what she wanted to say was actually "no".
The killer raised his knife and brought down the knife, and the red liquid dyed the old Marquis's eyes red again.
Those people just cut off the roots of Sun Jianxing's descendants in front of the old Marquis and his wife.
Then, he treated Sun Jianxing's body like pork, cut it into pieces, and chopped it into several sections.
Sun Jian's screams as he died, and the ghost-like screams of the old Marquis and Madam resounded throughout the forest, frightening the birds in the forest and flying away in all directions, and the forest emitted a goosebump-inducing scream.
"Snap" sound.
Mrs. Houye watched Sun Jianxing grow up and die like that.
Madam Lao Houye never thought that while she watched Sun Jianxing grow up, she also saw Sun Jianxing's short life.
Sun Jianxing died, and Mrs. Hou Ye felt that she too should die soon.
The Sun family has lost all its descendants and has no hope. The old lady really has no motivation to live anymore.
Therefore, when she saw those killers again, Mrs. Houye did not resist at all.
In fact, the eyes of Mrs. Lao Houye were shining with real light of relief.
However, what surprised Mrs. Hou Ye was that after those people killed Sun Jianxing, they had no intention of touching her again.
Those people put away their swords and then left without even looking at the old Marquis and his wife, leaving not even a corner of their clothes behind.
Tears kept flowing out of Mrs. Lao Hou's turbid eyes, and she stared at Sun Jianxing's corpse with such sadness.
Why is Xing'er dead and she, an old immortal, still alive?
It's all her fault, it's all her fault!
It was she who killed Xing'er![
If she had known what would happen today, she would never have let Xing'er set foot in Kyoto.
Even in Yizhou, if Xing'er was with that peasant girl, she would be a thousand times better off than what she ended up with today.
There was a rustling sound in the forest, which had just returned to calm.
The sound made by the man stepping on the dead leaves sounded a little creepy.
Madam Lao Hou thought numbly that there were more than one group of people.
Anyway, it's just a good time to send her to reunite with Xing'er.
Sure enough, just as the old Marquis and his wife had imagined, a group of people soon appeared in front of her again.
However, the murderous intent of this group of people is not as strong as that of the previous group.
The group of people who had just arrived were slightly dumbfounded when they saw the messy scene in front of them:
"What's going on? Could it be that the princess sent another group of people to deal with them?"
Princess?
Madam Lao Houye captured two extremely crucial words.
However, the light in the old Marquis's eyes dissipated in an instant.