PFC Chapter 211 Master Bai Yueguang, You Smell So Good (78)
Chapter 211 Master Bai Yueguang, You Smell So Good (78)
Why is it him!
He was almost there, almost there, and he was about to tell Miss Jiang about his love.
He has been living so hard and doing everything he can to get closer to his beloved, but why is it that every time he sees hope, something always goes wrong?
Anyone could have killed Miss Jiang, but why Master?
Doesn't that mean that he has nothing again?
"You have no grudge against each other, why do you want to kill her?" Hua Jingmian screamed hysterically.
"She's not human!" Ye Zhao didn't give up explaining, "She's a demon."
Hua Jingmian threw his head back and laughed, "So what? You're just like what that person said, cruel and ruthless. What does it matter if the person I love is a demon, a monster, or a ghost? Once I fall in love and make up my mind, I will never waver no matter how others mock and curse me."
The corner of his eye twitched, and Ye Zhao licked the dry corner of his mouth.
What the hell?
It doesn’t matter whether it’s a human, a ghost, a demon or a monster, but what if it’s a man?
The original book described it as so difficult that it was impossible to cross it no matter what. Even if you tell me now that you crossed it easily, he won't believe it and won't be able to hear it.
play?
He naturally ignored everything that happened in the secret realm, none of it counted.
"Oh." Ye Zhao's face was calm.
Little did he know that this casual remark completely infuriated Hua Jingmian, who was furious and hated him to the core.
"Ye Zhao, today it's either you or me!" He was like a venomous snake, spewing out its most vicious venom. "I know your true hypocrisy. If you have the ability, kill me too. Otherwise, one day I will make you pay a price even more painful than today!"
Hua Jingmian roared out these words with all his might, shaking uncontrollably. The long sword in his hand sensed the anger of its master and made a fierce clashing sound.
A flash of lightning tore through the dark night sky.
The lightning did not strike Ye Zhao, but the familiar words pierced his heart like a sword.
The hand gripping the hilt of the sword tightened, veins appeared on the back of the hand, and his eyes were sad.
In a trance, Ye Zhao's mind kept on seeing the tragic scenes——
In the dark ancient building, wherever the eyes could see, there were corpses everywhere and blood flowing like a river.
Little Ye Zhao, who was less than nine years old, was crawling in a sticky pool of blood. Before he had taken a few steps, countless hands grabbed his ankles, pushed him to the ground with a wicked grin, and scrambled to strip him of his clothes.
"Tear!"
"Crack!"
"Clap!"
The clothes on his body were gradually removed, and the disgusting touch made his whole body numb. How could he accept this when he had been treated like a star since he was a child?
"Let me go, let me go!"
Xiao Yezhao immediately bit them fiercely, biting the edge of someone's palm.
"Snapped!"
The man slapped him in anger.
"You little brat, recognize your status. Do you still think you are the young master of the Ye family that everyone looks up to?"
"I bother!"
The slap made Xiao Yezhao dizzy and his face was left with clear, bright red fingerprints. He fell back into a pool of blood.
The burly man maliciously stepped on the delicate scapula on his back, as if crushing a powerless kitten or puppy. "Hahaha, you're the new high-class guy in our building now. The boss said that tonight will be unforgettable for you."
A surge of anger shot up from his heart to his forehead, and Xiao Yezhao was burning with anger. "Beast..."
Before he could utter a curse, he was slapped to the ground again. Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth and he began to cough violently...