Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 67 I'll Wait for You in the Underworld (2,000)
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Song Yun's body suddenly arched up and his mouth opened wide, but he could no longer make any sound. At this moment, it seemed as if an electric current was flowing through Song Yun's body, causing him to twitch.

The knees are very strong, but they still broke in front of the stone.

There was some blood and flesh on the stone, but the heavy rain washed it away quickly.

Seeing Song Yun's appearance, Song Zhen's body shuddered, and an indescribable pleasure instantly swept through his body. He felt a dense layer of small bumps on his skin. That's it, that's it... If his body wasn't in the right condition, he would even dance with joy.

Even the servants felt horrified when they saw his crazy look, but their lives were in the hands of the Yang family. Not to mention that Song Zhen just broke Song Yun's hands and feet, even if he gnawed off Song Yun's flesh and blood bit by bit, they would only watch silently.

Seeing that Song Zhen seemed to want to get up, someone hurriedly supported Song Zhen's arm. Then Song Zhen walked around and appeared on the other side of Song Yun, with a hint of ferocity on his face.

Snapped!
Snapped!
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There were two more crisp sounds, and it turned out that Song Yun's remaining arm and leg had also been crippled.

If Song Zhen was a cripple, he was still a human being. But for Song Yun, even if he survived, he wouldn't even be considered a human being. Whether it was his knees or elbows, his bones were completely shattered, which was simply beyond the reach of modern medical technology.

Even so, Song Zhen didn't drop the stone. His bloodshot eyes stared intently at Song Yun. Song Yun's screams were the most beautiful sound in the world, even more exciting than the maid's moans on the bed. Her pained expression, her twisted body, were the most breathtaking painting in the world... Perhaps he had truly gone mad.

He wanted to see expressions of fear, despair, and pleading on Song Yun's face, which would make him even more excited.

However, Song Zhen was disappointed.

It was very painful, and he knew very well what it felt like, but from beginning to end, Song Yun's face did not show any sign of pleading, and even the sound of his screams gradually weakened.

Slowly, the corners of Song Yun's mouth curled up. Although his whole body was twitching in pain, there was an indescribable expression on his face.

Are you laughing?

then……

"Hahahahaha..."

Song Yun laughed, and his laughter was particularly happy. He really wanted to know what expressions Yang Miaoqing, Yang Siyao, and Song Zhen would have when they saw that all their plans had failed.

Too bad, I can’t see it.

The teasing yet cold gaze made Song Zhen shiver all over.

Then Song Yun's lips began to move, his mouth wide open. In the haze, a faint, ghostly voice could be heard: "Song Zhen!"

"I'm waiting for you in the underworld."

Song Zhen's body trembled violently, followed by a loud scream, and the stone in his hand hit Song Yun's chest with a bang.

Song Yun's eyes suddenly widened, and his head nervously lifted up. A few seconds later, it landed in the water with a "splat," but there was no sound at all. Even so, Song Yun's eyes were still staring strangely, and a mocking arc hung at the corner of his mouth.

Amid the howling cold wind, Song Zhen gasped for breath. This was not the first time he had killed someone. He had never been afraid before, but this time he felt inexplicably panicked. Of course, he was not sad. Even though they were his biological brothers, when his body was harmed by Song Yun and became like this, the little brotherhood they had was gone.

His throat moved, and then he spat at Song Yun's body.

"It's an advantage for you."

Song Zhen cursed and cursed for a moment, then squatted down and put his hand to Song Yun's nose to test him. He was relieved to confirm he wasn't breathing. Then he pulled out a jade pendant from his bosom. It was emerald green, with a plum blossom imprint on it. He grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. He pried open Song Yun's fingers and pressed the jade pendant into his palm. This single jade pendant was enough to pin the murder on Song Yan.

He couldn't wait to see Song Yan's surprised face when the officials came to his door... As he imagined this, he laughed out loud like a fool.

A man in black carried it on his back, stepped on the puddles, and slowly disappeared into the alley.

Until Song Zhen and his group completely disappeared, several figures appeared next to the corpse. They were Song Yan, Gu Banxia, ​​Zhang Long and Zhao Hu.

Song Yun might truly be dead. His body remained motionless, blood oozing from the wound before being dissolved by the accumulated water. Song Yan squatted down, pried open Song Yun's fingers, and took out the jade pendant. Then he pulled out something else... a clump of hair with scalp attached. He wanted to stuff it into Song Yun's palm, but seeing the heavy rain and the accumulated water on the road, he thought it was in danger of being washed away.

After thinking about it, he pried open Song Yun's mouth and stuffed the bunch of hair into Song Yun's mouth.

After doing all this, Song Yan drew out Zhang Long's sword and weighed it twice in his hand:
"Don't worry, Seventh Brother, you won't be the only one."

"I promise that your family will be in good shape."

The flowing water ruffled Song Yun's sleeves, and his palms also swayed gently in the water, as if greeting Song Yan.

Then he waved his arm.

laugh!
A good head was chopped off.

Blood gushed out and mixed with the accumulated water before disappearing completely in a few breaths.

"Son-in-law, what are you doing?" Zhao Hu was a little confused.

Song Yan smiled and said, "As a man, you must learn to finish off the enemy."

"gone."

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Puff, puff!
The slightly strange sound did not seem out of place amidst the heavy rain.

That was the sound of raindrops falling on an oil-paper umbrella, a corpse floating quietly in the puddles, and two figures on the roof not far away staring at all this quietly.

A person, dressed in white, tall and slender, with a few drops of dew on his forehead, a strand of hair wet by rain stuck to his cheek, his face covered with a veil, but his appearance could not be seen, only a pair of black eyes were bright.

As for the other person, he had a slightly fuller figure, but was wearing a plain white Taoist robe.

"See? This is your husband. He kills people without blinking an eye. So, do you regret marrying such a son-in-law?" The Taoist nun teased.

"For me, it's not about marrying, it's about getting married..."

Perhaps because he had been coughing for too long, his voice was a little hoarse.

"How my husband has nothing to do with me? If he were a scholar, I would grind ink; if he were a bandit, I would be his wife. All I know is... my husband saved my life, so I will protect him!"

"But, your health has just improved a little, don't..."

"This is my job as a wife, not my sister's job!"

Here is the first chapter.

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