One Night Bride: Escaped Princess

Jisheng was filled with grief and indignation, heartbroken, each palm was more vicious than the other, completely disorganized, beating like a madman.

"You rejected her, you don't want her, she will go nowhere, it's all your fault, I will kill you, let you go underground to accompany my poor daughter."

This is the only way to comfort the daughter who died for him.

Zhuo Ran was speechless, how could he be blamed for such a thing?

It's because her nerves are too fragile to handle such a trivial matter.

"You are not my opponent."

He didn't bother to say more, and said it lazily, he had nothing to say to such a confused person.

In front of Jisheng's eyes was his daughter's pale face, with a look of unrepentant death. His heart ached, he bristled with rage, and roared into the sky, "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you."

His mind was blank, and he only had one thought, which was to kill him and seek justice for his poor daughter.

Zhuo Ran didn't say any more, and waved his palms to fight back.

The two fought fiercely, attracting countless onlookers.

The scene was noisy and noisy.

The little girl was sitting in the room, listening carefully with her ears up, restless, fidgeting, and her nervous little face was flushed.

Brother Zhuo Ran will be fine.

There was crackling and crackling outside, and it was extremely intense. The little girl was frightened, and her heart was seized, and she couldn't bear it any longer and jumped up and rushed out.

A figure was faster than her and rushed in front of her. "You go back."

"Brother." Xiaoya was very anxious, stomped her feet and followed.

Why can't she go out?

No matter what, she can't let others bully brother Zhuo Ran.

Tang Juanyi stood at the door, scanning the battle situation. Ji Sheng's moves were fierce, like a tiger, and he looked like a rainbow, as if he had the upper hand.

But he could tell at a glance that after another ten moves, Ji Sheng would definitely lose.

Sure enough, as he expected, at the ninth move, Zhuo Ran swung his palm hard, sending Ji Sheng flying, and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Ji Sheng was like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, as if he didn't feel any pain, he flicked up, found a long sword from nowhere, and stabbed frantically, his eyes were bloodshot, terribly red.

Zhuo Ran looked at him calmly, neither dodging nor avoiding.

Seeing that he was about to stab him, Tang Juanyi waved his hand, threw a hidden weapon, and smashed the long sword flying.

Angry and resentful, Ji was so excited that he bent down to pick up the sword, wanting to come back again.

Tie Zhuoran must be cut into eighteen sections and buried with his daughter.

How can this man live when his daughter is dead?How could this be?

All die, let the whole world be buried with her daughter! !

Tang Juanyi sighed, walked slowly to the middle, threw out the concealed weapon again, and swung the long sword down, "Stop it, Boss Ji, your daughter's body is not cold yet, instead of arranging her funeral, you will fight and disturb her No peace, have you ever acted like a father?"

Everyone is dead, and it is useless to quarrel and quarrel.

It's better to let people go quietly.

Ji Sheng was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to his senses. He jumped into a rage, pointed at his nose and yelled, "Shut up, people with the surname Tang are not good people. If it wasn't for the Tang family, my daughter wouldn't have ended up in this kind of situation." point."

He hated everyone, hated Tie Zhuoran, hated everyone in the Tang family, hated Miss Tang, these people were all the culprits who killed his daughter.

Tang Juanyi smiled coldly, "What a joke, why is there no reason to blame her? She wanted to die by herself, so she can't blame others."