Looking at Yun Chuan's disappearing figure, Liu Ying frowned slightly and couldn't help but said worriedly: "Mr. Yun left so hurriedly, there must be something wrong, right? He was unprepared just now, but
I really endured the vicious palm of that old thief."
"Little sister, don't make random assumptions."
Before Hu Yunyan could say anything, Liu Nanfeng said in a deep voice: "We all know Mr. Yun's strength, and nothing will happen to him."
"Giggle, yes, sister Liu Ying, Mr. Yun's ability is beyond our imagination, so we don't have to worry about Mr. Yun."
Hu Yunyan also lightly covered her red lips and said with a slight smile.
As she spoke, her smile disappeared, and a pair of seductive and charming eyes gradually revealed a hint of coldness. She looked at Wan Xiong and others opposite and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Yun gave me an order before he left.
The instructions tell us to deal with these people."
As soon as Hu Yunyan said these words.
"no no!"
Wan Kun suddenly turned extremely pale, and his body couldn't stop trembling. The first one was frightened and his mind collapsed. He pulled Wan Xiong's arm like crazy and cried: "Dad, no..."
I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die!, please think of a way!”
"I...I don't want to die either!"
Li Yan's pretty face was even more bloodless. Instead of crying to Wan Xiong for help, she knelt down directly to Hu Yunyan and others, kowtowing with her white forehead while crying and begging for mercy: "Miss Hu,
Please, don’t kill me... don’t kill me... As you said in the lobby before, I am just an insignificant little character, Wan Xiong’s plaything lover.”
"It's none of my business, none of this is my business, please let me go... Ugh!"
As she begged for mercy, Li Yan suddenly opened her eyes, and then she let out a muffled scream, and a trace of blood flowed out of her mouth! She trembled, turned her head slowly and mechanically, and looked at her hand.
Wan Xiong, who was holding a dagger and stabbing himself in the vital part, with a look of resentment on his face, tried his best to say one sentence: "You... are so cruel..." "You shouldn't beg them for mercy."
Yes, you are my Wanxiong woman, since you can enjoy glory and wealth with me, you can naturally accompany me to death."
Wan Xiong's eyes were cold and his face was gloomy. He pulled out the dagger stained with Li Yan's blood and said coldly.
"Pfft..." Li Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, with unwillingness in his eyes and endless resentment in his heart. He slowly fell to the ground and died! "Dad!, you..."
"The sudden scene made Wan Kun, who was originally in a state of mental collapse, even more frightened.
He fell into a state of madness and was about to say something.
Suddenly! Wan Xiong's dagger reversed, flashed with a cold light, and stabbed into the vital part of Wan Kun's chest! "Dad..." Wan Kun's pale face was suddenly filled with disbelief.
A drop of tear flowed from his eyes, and with blood from the corner of his mouth, he choked and whispered with difficulty: "Why...why..." He couldn't believe it and couldn't accept it. His father who had doted on him and loved him since he was a child.
The cruel actions he did to himself at that time... "Kun'er, I'm sorry..." Wan Xiong couldn't hide the grief on his face. He pulled out the dagger tremblingly and let the man gradually lose his vitality.
Wan Kun fell to the ground, dry throat and said in a harsh voice: "I am doing this for your own good, so let us father and son go on the road together..." Brother and sister Hu Yunyan and Liu Nanfeng looked at this scene with expressionless faces.
It happened, and I wasn't that surprised by Wan Xiong's behavior.
Although Wan Xiong and Hu Yunyan are mortal enemies, he possesses the aura of an underground tycoon and knows better than anyone else the cruel underground rules of "the winner is king, the loser is bandit".
It was impossible for him to lower his head and beg for mercy, and he also knew that begging for mercy at this time was too feeble, and he and the others were destined to die.
Therefore, he endured the unbearable pain and killed his son with his own hands, just because he did not want Wan Kun to suffer more and to be freed earlier.
"Wan Xiong, I respect you as a heroic figure."
At this time, Hu Yunyan's eyes flashed and she said, "You should commit suicide, so that you can die with dignity."
"After many years of preparation, I have worked hard to invite the hidden masters of Qingxuan Sect. I thought that this time I could finally use the underground arena to unify the underground world of Jiangzhou."
Wan Xiong looked decadent and lonely, as if he had suddenly aged more than ten years, and murmured to himself: "It's ridiculous, but I didn't expect that an evil god who couldn't be offended would appear halfway, and I, Wan Xiong, would end up here."
"..." As he spoke, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp. He stared at Hu Yunyan, and roared with a ferocious face: "I, Wan Xiong, have fallen into trouble, but I will never fall into your trap."
In my hand, if it weren’t for that boy named Yun Chuan, I wouldn’t have died this time, and it should have been you who died!!”
The words fell.
Wan Xiong held the dagger with both hands and stabbed directly into his heart, ending his life! "Yunyan, he is a person, find a good place to bury him properly."
Liu Nanfeng glanced at Wan Xiong's body and suddenly said.
He was a solemn man who spoke little, but Wan Xiong was able to maintain his heroic demeanor at the last moment before his death, which somewhat moved him.
"I understand, Brother Liu Nanfeng."
Hu Yunyan nodded slightly.
······at the same time.
This way.
Yun Chuan quickly returned to Guanhai B&B, then went to his room, closed the door and sat down on his bed.
"Huh..." He took a deep breath, then slowly took off his shirt, and a palm print suddenly appeared on his bare chest.
The joints of this palm print are clear, and even the texture is clearly visible. It appears a blood red color that has been condensed for a long time, giving people an extremely weird feeling.
"Sure enough, I was still too careless. It seems that I can never underestimate the methods of any ancient warrior in the future."
Seeing this blood-red palm print, Yun Chuan's face suddenly became cloudy and he murmured to himself.
Liu Ying's worries were actually correct. Yun Chuan was not without any problems. It was indeed because of the vicious palm of the old man in green robe that he could not bother to deal with Wan Xiong and his son with his own hands, and left in a hurry alone.
Without the slightest precaution, he endured the secret martial arts "Bloodstorm Demonic Hand" from a master of Mingjin, the old man in green robes. Even though he was a Huajin master, he almost died.
This is why Yunchuan practices the "Nine-Nine Demonic Elephant Technique" every day, and his body is many times stronger than the average Huajin master! In addition, by coincidence, he already has "three needles and three seals" in his body, which seals
The problem of Yang Fire restlessness caused by the purple blood can also block the reverse flow of Qi and blood in the body.
That's why he was able to stand up like a normal person after being hit by the old man's secret martial arts technique "Bloodstorm Demonic Hand", and he was fine for the time being!