Hua Liang is really a left-hander. The handwriting written by his left hand is very beautiful, much more beautiful than the handwriting written by some people with their right hand.
"Okay, done." Huayue picked up the contract with satisfaction.
"It's over." Crazy Blade stepped on it.
"Ah...ah..." Hua Liang screamed when he saw this, as if Kuang Dao picked up the dagger again and stabbed his hand off.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it." Crazy Blade said while twisting his right foot hard.
"You bastards, Mr. Cheng will never let you go. He will definitely not let you go. You are dead. Just wait to die. Go to hell..." Hua Liang laughed crazily.
He is crazy, he has gone completely crazy, he was forced to go crazy.
"Haha, is that right? I want to see what Ye Liancheng is going to do to kill us." Hua Yue smiled. He took a dagger from Kuang Dao's hand and pushed towards Liang step by step.
"What are you doing, what do you want to do? You said you wouldn't kill me, and I have done as you said. You can't kill me, no." Hua Liang said in horror.
"I don't know how to kill. You are my good brother. How could I kill you?" Hua Yue said with a nervous smile: "Don't you think my lame legs will affect the Hua family's face?
Then if I carve your face, cut off your hands, and make you mute, what will be the effect? Haha, I want to see what this old thing will do."
"No, no, no." Hua Liang looked at Hua Yue in horror. He twisted his body desperately, trying to break free, but the two big men behind him held him tightly, preventing him from moving.
.
Huayue said with a sinister smile, he raised the dagger in his hand, and then swung the dagger at Hua Liang unceremoniously.
At this moment, Hua Yue's anger came out completely. Ever since his legs were broken, he had hardly had a peaceful day since he returned to the Hua family. Those Hua family members who usually complimented him looked at him as if they were a bird.
Like a monster.
These days, his position was replaced by others, and the ridicule and contemptuous looks from his fellow tribesmen made Hua Yue miserable. He was in pain, and he wished he could die, but he was not willing to die like this.
His hatred for these people of the same clan even surpassed that of Ye Haoxuan, because Ye Haoxuan was his enemy and he could never be too harsh towards him.
But these... are his relatives, how could they do this to him?
He waved the dagger desperately, blood splashed everywhere, and Hua Liang screamed miserably. The scene looked a little bloody and violent.
"Okay, it's almost done. Cut off his limbs and take dumb medicine so that he can't speak or move for the rest of his life." Yu Feng took the dagger from Hua Yue's hand.
Only then did Huayue stop, panting slightly, he dropped the dagger in his hand and walked out.
"Just do it." Bullet ordered, leaving two people behind, and he and Crazy Knife walked out together.
A moment after he walked out, a scream came from inside. The scream stopped abruptly before it could finish. He was obviously knocked unconscious.
After exhaling a heavy breath, Hua Yue felt refreshed, as if she had drank a glass of ice water on a hot day.
"Are you angry?
"Yu Feng asked.
"I'm angry, let's relieve it," Hua Yue said.
"That's good." Yu Feng nodded, and then said: "What about Ye Liancheng and Yan Shisan, how to solve it?"
"The boss said that those two will have to wait until he comes back to deal with it himself," Bullet said.
"They said Ye Haoxuan is dead." Hua Yue hesitated and said.
"The boss will not die." Kuangdao said coldly, and then left with the bullet.
"I hope not." Yu Feng sighed slightly. They clearly heard that Hua Sheng personally called back and said that Ye Haoxuan was dead, but he did not believe it was true.
Just as Kuang Dao said, Ye Haoxuan will not die. He is a medical saint and he will not be killed so easily.
It was still bitingly cold on the snow-capped mountains. After making that phone call, the Flower Saint turned around and left.
At this moment, a long neighing sound came, and a red shadow ran quickly towards this side. This was a maroon horse, and the person on the horse was Xue Tingyu.
One person and one horse rushed towards this side quickly, and Xue Tingyu screamed from a distance: "Ye Haoxuan...Ye Haoxuan."
Jiyun ran here in a moment, and Xue Tingyu stumbled off the horse. She ran towards Ye Haoxuan desperately. Because she was so excited, she fell down several times on the snow.
But every time she fell down, she got up quickly. He ran to Ye Haoxuan, hugged Ye Haoxuan tightly and shook him, while shaking him and screaming: "Ye Haoxuan, wake up, don't sleep anymore, don't sleep anymore,
Wake up..."
Ye Haoxuan's eyes were tightly closed, his body was cold to the touch, and the flower saint's ice flowers froze him into an ice sculpture in several places. Even if Xue Tingyu was screaming, he couldn't hear it.
"Ye Hao
He can't die, he won't die.
She could feel that Ye Haoxuan's heart was still beating. Although it was very weak, he definitely still had a heartbeat.
But there was indeed no sound from Ye Haoxuan in front of him. He was no different from dead. Xue Tingyu was shaking and crying, and she was exhausted from the torment.
"He is already dead." Hua Sheng said calmly.
Xue Tingyu wiped her eyes, stood up straight, turned around and stared at Hua Sheng and said, "Did you kill him?"
"Yes, I was entrusted by someone." said the Flower Saint.
"Okay, very good." Xue Tingyu turned around. She lowered her head and glanced at Quchi, who was on the ground. Quchi's sword was covered with sword marks. This sword had once blocked a blow from the sword master.
She stretched out her hand, trying to take Quchi from Ye Haoxuan's hand, but she couldn't move it even if she tried hard.
Ye Haoxuan's hand grasped Quchi tightly, as if Quchi was a part of his body, motionless.
Xue Tingyu covered her mouth with one hand, and big tears fell from her eyes like broken beads. She screamed: "Ye Haoxuan... let go, let go..."
"Why are you still holding the sword? Give me the sword, give me the sword." Xue Tingyu desperately grabbed the sword in Ye Haoxuan's hand like crazy, and her hands were bleeding from the sharp blade.
, but she didn't feel anything at all. She just cried and grabbed the sword from Ye Haoxuan's hand.
Perhaps he couldn't bear to see Xue Tingyu's hands dripping with blood. When Xue Tingyu insisted on grabbing the sword, the Quchi in his hand was finally snatched away by Xue Tingyu.
Looking at the cracked Quchi on the sword, Xue Tingyu held the hilt of the sword with one hand and slowly wiped the blade of the sword with the other hand. The sword was ruined and the sword was full of cracks. It was used to protect Ye Haoxuan from the flowers.
A holy ice flower.
The blood on her hand dyed the entire sword peak red, and her jade-like palm was covered with blood, but she didn't realize it, just holding the sword in one hand, tears streaming down her face.
Those who had not gone away looked at Xue Tingyu who was so crazy, and sighed freely. They didn't know why they felt a little guilty in their hearts. Although they didn't understand what the relationship between this beautiful woman in front of them and Ye Haoxuan was.
, but they felt as if they had broken up a beautiful couple.
"Miss Tingyu, I am sorry that people cannot be resurrected after death." Hua Sheng said calmly.
"Haha, what does it matter to you whether I express my condolences or not?" Xue Tingyu smiled nervously. Her spirit had collapsed. Ye Haoxuan was the pillar of her heart. Now that Ye Haoxuan was gone, her spirit collapsed.
"If Miss Tingyu is angry, you can strike me with a sword," Hua Sheng said.
"Shameless." Xue Tingyu said suddenly.
"What?" Hua Sheng's face changed.
"I said you are shameless." Xue Tingyu repeated, and she said coldly: "I am an ordinary person, and I can't even break your body-protecting Qi. Even if you stand there and let me cut you, I won't.
What can I do to you? To be honest, among the Three Saints and Six Idiots, only you are the worst. Are you worthy of being called a saint? Are you worthy of being in the Huaxia Palace?"
Flower Saint's face changed, but he did not say anything after all. Although Mr. Xue Tingyu was not alive, Xue Tingyu's body bore the imprint of the Xue family. He could not do anything to Xue Tingyu.
Although Ye Haoxuan has Mrs. Ye behind him, he has always grown up among the people. The Flower Saint thinks that killing Ye Haoxuan is not important, but Xue Tingyu is different. She was the granddaughter that Mr. Xue loved most during his lifetime, and the Flower Saint cannot hurt her.
"I can't help it. I owe the Yan family my life. Once the Supreme Moral Order comes out, I must abide by it." Hua Sheng said.
"Bullshit Supreme Moral Order, bullshit, I can't help myself, it's nothing more than some interests involved, haha, it seems that the Tiangong should be cleaned up, otherwise, the Xuanmen Tiangong that guards China will become some people's private army
Already." Xue Tingyu sneered.
The Flower Saint was silent. Xue Tingyu's mental condition was not good now. She was on the verge of collapse. There was nothing good to say to a collapsed person.
Xue Tingyu ignored Hua Sheng and walked to Ye Haoxuan. Looking at Ye Haoxuan who looked like an ice sculpture, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
She hugged Ye Haoxuan tightly, who was as cold as ice. The situation when the two met suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, as if it was a lifetime ago, and it seemed like yesterday.
The chance encounter on the plane destined the two to have an emotional entanglement. Lotus fate tied her to this man, and he did not hesitate to put aside all the causes and effects in the capital and accompany him to this place of ice and snow to find a glimmer of hope.
"Ye Haoxuan... you wait for me." Xue Tingyu closed her eyes and let go of Ye Haoxuan, picked up the Quchi that fell on the ground, and resolutely wiped it towards her neck.
Her expression was resolute and decisive, without any hesitation. In her eyes, it seemed that life and death were just a matter of a thought.