A shrill and desperate voice came out from the whirlpool, but what responded to him was the laughter of the middle-aged woman. How could it be described as a joy to have a great revenge avenged?
After waiting for so many years, waiting for so long, and spending so much effort and price, she was finally about to watch her enemy die in front of her.
"Son, mother finally avenged you. Starting from tomorrow, mother will go back and guard your grave. We will never be separated again."
While crying and laughing, the expression on the middle-aged woman's face changed like a kaleidoscope. Seeing the man in the yellow robe struggling there, she felt extremely happy.
The vortex is getting smaller and smaller. The middle-aged man has tried his best. The corners of his mouth are bleeding, and the yellow robe on his body has turned into rags. But there is no way to stop it. He has no time to speak, even if it is just
In the last hope, he also had to work hard and rush towards the exit with experience.
The man in the yellow robe was desperately rushing towards the entrance of the vortex, but Huang Haofa was not worried at all. In his opinion, there was no way for people without the red mist to come out of the cloud. This man at this time
Struggle is just in vain.
"Tomorrow, I'm leaving. I'll deliver the things to your place soon. By then, the account between us will be settled."
After laughing and crying, the middle-aged woman turned around and left without any hesitation, without any nostalgia for this place.
"good"
Huang Haofa still trusts the middle-aged woman's words very much. I can't say that he believes in the middle-aged woman in front of him. I can only say that this middle-aged woman has a very good reputation among everyone. Everyone who has said that
In other words, I have never violated anything I promised.
Moreover, he no longer worries that this middle-aged woman will lie to him. With the red mist remaining on his body, even if the middle-aged woman wants to default on her debt, he can still find her.
The most important thing is that when the middle-aged woman leaves here, he doesn't have to worry. If he is injured in that space, he will be attacked by the middle-aged woman when he comes out. This is a good thing for him.
A good thing.
If there are benefits, you can enjoy them yourself without anyone competing with you. That is of course a very good thing.
People like them have no friends at all, so what do they need friends for?
When you are most proud, when you get benefits, suddenly come out from behind, and then give you a knife?
The trust between people like them is based on interests. Without interests, there is no trust. As for calling a teammate behind the scenes?
If that were the case, I'm afraid people like them would have died long ago.
How many times have I said this.
Seeing the middle-aged woman slowly walking away, Huang Haofa breathed a sigh of relief. He was also worried that the middle-aged woman would sneak up on him from behind, but judging from the current situation, the other party had no such intention at all.
Turning his head to look at the door of cloud and mist, the vortex on the door at this time only had a hole the size of a bowl. Above the red mist, there were ferocious and terrifying human faces, flying around.
, floating around, spinning around constantly, and in the very center is the embarrassed figure of the man wearing a yellow robe.
He was covered in blood at this time, and the gourd was full of cracks. It was obviously on the verge of being broken. The yellow light on the man's body had dimmed and was flickering constantly, as if it would break at any time. Anyone with a discerning eye could see it.
, as long as the yellow mask is broken, the man in the yellow robe will be killed on the spot.
"Okay, our Master Zhang, stop struggling. Do you have any last words that you haven't confessed?"
"Oh, by the way, I can't rescue you from it now, but if you have any good things that outsiders don't know about over the years, you can tell me where you put them. Maybe I can still
I can help you carry it forward~"
Huang Haofa stood in front of the Red Mist Gate, looking at the scene in front of him with a smile. Not only did the middle-aged woman want to kill this man, but Huang Haofa also wanted to kill him.
Do you really think he doesn't know what that man is thinking?
That's too funny. Do you really think that Huang Haofa got this red mist just by relying on some illusory luck?
There may really be such a destined person in the world, but that is not Huang Haofa. Everything he has achieved is based on his own efforts, and it has only a little bit to do with luck.
This red mist can detect the surrounding situation and help him expand his perspective within a certain range. He has always been wary of this man and the middle-aged woman, so the red mist attached to them not only protects them, but also protects them.
The important role is to help Huang Haofa monitor every move of these two people. If they have any thoughts about him, he can respond in time.
"Huang...Hao...fa!"
The man in yellow robes let out a shrill roar, filled with resentment towards Huang Haofa. He had never thought that he would fall into the hands of such a young boy.
"I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"
The voice was shrill and shrill. The man in yellow robe had reached the point where he was running out of gas. The power of the vortex, no, the power of the Red Mist Gate was too terrifying. He couldn't resist it at all. All his methods had been used.
Exhausted, but far from the vortex exit
, but there is still a step away.
At this time, the vortex was only the size of the mouth of a bowl. He knew in his heart that he would not be able to escape from here today, and there would only be one result waiting for him, and that was death.
"Do you really think you can become a ghost? Hahaha~"
Huang Haofa threw his head back and laughed, even more disdainful of the man in the yellow robe. The gap in strength and understanding meant that this man simply did not understand what kind of situation he was in at the moment.
"Let me tell you, after entering this vortex, you will be similar to those guys who were thrown into this space as food. No, it should be said that you are even more miserable than them. Their bodies will become the nutrients of this space, but their
The soul will be preserved by the guys inside, but you, your soul will also become the nourishment of this space."
"Oh, by the way, haven't you always been very curious about red mist? Do you really want to get such a wisp of red mist? You think it is very powerful, right?"
"Soon, soon you will really get this red mist. Then you will be able to more truly experience how powerful this red mist is. Then you will become a part of this red mist.
Oh, so pitiful~"
"In a while, after you die, I will really enter this space. Maybe I will be able to get more of this mist by then, but I don't know if you will be in it then?"
"You were fooled around by me while you were alive, and you still want to be my tool when you die. Do you really not know how miserable you are? And you turned into a ghost, hahaha, you think so well!"
Huang Haofa became more and more unscrupulous. The words he spoke were like sharp knives, piercing into the heart of the man in the yellow robe. He never thought that things would be like this, that the red mist was nothing.
A treasure, but an evil thing. No, he knew it was an evil thing, but he didn't expect that the red mist was actually formed like this.
He did not doubt Huang Haofa's words. In this situation, there was no need for the other party to lie to him.
Despair, sadness, thinking that after his death he would not even have his soul left, but would become a tool in the hands of the other party, the anger and anger in the man's heart was like a volcano erupting, completely destroying his remaining sanity.
"I want you to be buried with me!"
The man in the yellow robe suddenly let out a roar, and countless blood vessels all over his body burst almost at the same time. At the same time, his speed increased again, and he was in front of the vortex in the blink of an eye. Looking at the vortex the size of a bowl, the man didn't even know it.
Without the slightest hesitation, he stretched out his arm and grabbed Huang Haofa's neck. He wanted to drag Huang Haofa to hell with him...