Zhuo Hua

Chapter 168 The Secret Realm (27)

"Tsk, you kid is running pretty fast." A slightly playful voice suddenly sounded, accompanied by Jie Jie's laughter.

Heng Yao spat out blood violently, and desperately suppressed the fear in his heart and asked, "What on earth do you gangsters want to do?" trembling.

"What to do?" The owner of that voice finally appeared.But he was wearing a black cloak and his face was hidden in the shadows, making it difficult for people to see his true face.His voice suddenly became low, as if it had been frozen in the cold ice, "Of course it will kill you."

"Please, please let me go." Heng Yao's face was full of begging.He can't die, he still has a wife, and a lovely son.He can't let his son have no father, can't let his son be like him...

That Moxiu frowned, a little disgusted by Heng Yao's talkativeness.He walked towards Heng Yao step by step.

Those steps seemed to step on the apex of Hengyao's heart, dragging his fear out and grinding it into pieces.

Zhuohua clenched his fists tightly and his eyes were about to burst.She bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, and her lower lip turned pale for a while.

Sensing Zhuohua's strong mood swings, A Yao hurriedly stopped him, "Zhuohua, calm down. He is much stronger than you, and you will die if you go out."

Zhuo Hua didn't understand this truth, but...she clenched her fists tightly, her eyes were empty for a moment, and her whole body was extremely weak.

"Besides, have you forgotten how he treated you on the flying boat before?" Ayao said in pursuit of victory.

"Ah Yao..." Zhuo Hua felt helpless in his heart, which was different.

She thought of the gentle woman named Yan Shu, and the radiance of maternal love she radiated when she talked about the unborn child at that time.She felt a little chilled towards Heng Yao, but she didn't blame him. She knew that he just wanted to live.

There is nothing wrong with wanting to live.

It's just that she wouldn't forgive him from her own point of view.

but……

"I fought with you!"

Heng Yao's sudden shout brought Zhuo Hua back from his thoughts.

Perhaps knowing that the man would not let him go, Hengyao simply chose to risk his life and fight. After all, there would be no worse outcome.

The man didn't seem to care about Heng Yao's attack at all, as if it was just a trivial trick to him.

He waved his hand lightly, and a wisp of black misty demonic energy rushed towards Hengyao, exuding an unpleasant aura.

Zhuo Hua only felt that the hairs all over his body stood up, and his heart was full of resistance.

I saw that group of demonic energy mercilessly smashed Heng Yao's spiritual power into pieces.Then rushed to Heng Yao and wrapped him up.

Hengyao's painful roar came from the demonic energy, the voice was shrill, and it kept hitting Zhuohua's eardrums.

Zhuo Hua's eyes widened, she saw a scalding, bloody heart flying out from the cloud of devilish energy, and was held in the hands of the devil.

The devil's hands were very white, as white as a piece of paper. His long nails dug into the heart. The bright red blood flowed down his fingers, and beautiful flowers bloomed on the ground.

The pale hand slowly lifted up, and then stuffed the heart into the mouth of the owner of the hand.

From Zhuohua's angle, she could clearly see that the chin, which was as pale as a hand, had already been stained with a strange red.

　Two more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)