Mrs. Xuan is not allowed to run away

Chapter 289 Bloodthirsty Hatred!
Inside Nangong Villa.

Master Nangong sat in the dark study, looking at the documents in his hand, he was completely stunned!Even the body trembled slightly! ! !

On Master Nangong's face, those cloudy eyes, white eyes, cold and gloomy light, just stared at the information just sent in his hand, without any fluctuations, shock, anger, early It's no longer convincing!That was an absolute surprise from the depths of the soul! ! !With unbelievable shock!
how is this possible!how is this possible! ! !

"Ice is dead?!!! He actually died!!! How is it possible! How is it possible that the mafia won!?! Was it completely destroyed overnight, overnight?! Mafia, mafia, Xuan Ao sky--!"

suddenly!

Master Nangong's eyes without any fluctuations became ferocious and vicious in an instant! ! !The whites of the creepy eyes were bloodthirsty red, and there was a cold, stinking breath that seemed to come from the boundless abyss! ! !On that sinister face, with a sky-high hatred, it spread wantonly in the deepest part of the heart, filling the whole blood of the person!In the entire cold and dark room, wanton spread!
　That pair of vigorous big hands, icy cold, tightly clenched, the data in that hand, tightly clenched by fingers one by one, turned into a discarded and useless discarded white! ! !
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The joints of the fingers glowed bluish white, and even cracked, completely venting Master Nangong's anger and hatred! ! !　
　"Xuan Aotian, I can defeat you as well!!!"

Master Nangong's voice became icy cold, like a soul resurrected from the dead, like a voice coming from a boundless abyss, with a warm and frightening tone, faint cold eyes, wide open with anger!

"Xuan Aotian, Xuan Aotian—!" The cold voice kept echoing in the dark room, becoming more and more sinister!
In a gloomy study room, in a dark corner, a woman sitting in a wheelchair, with an expressionless face, a pair of beautiful eyes without any color, that head of fiery red hair, has long since become dry, like a pile of dry straw, Still the worst straw!

That flirtatious face, in the dark world where the sun has not been seen for a long time, the beautiful face has long lost the allurement of the past, the pale complexion, without a trace of blood, makes people feel like they are about to die It's mediocre! ! !The whole person is like a dilapidated flower, after the violent storm, only a few messy petals are left, without any color of blood, dying, but coldly ignoring everything in front of him, struggling to die!

And this violent storm was caused by Nangong Yu herself!
It is destined to be an unwinnable battle!However, they didn't realize it yet, and even became more and more violent and crazy!Kill with bloodthirsty!

"Ice is dead, Ice is dead—haha! Ice is dead! Ice is finally dead, finally—"

Nangong Yu's voice came out coldly from that long-dried favorite, as if she hadn't said a word for hundreds of years, and when she spoke suddenly, even the most charming and bewitching voice changed. so ugly! ! !
Laughing pitifully, hatefully, hatefully!

The eyes became deeper and deeper, filled with bloodthirsty hatred!The black flying all over the sky is dead silent and desolate!
(End of this chapter)