The Princess of the Fairy Phoenix Road

Chapter 1361 The Grand Finale (6)
Even though he didn't choose a marriage that satisfied him at the beginning, this man's bloodthirsty and cruelty really made him feel disheartened.

Rong Chengyu was not guilty from the beginning to the end. At this time, Rong Xianyang exposed his fault face to face, and he felt inexplicably angry.

He suddenly took a step forward, with his neck pressed against the tip of Rong Xianyang's sword, and said sarcastically: "Then what are you going to do now? If you really have such courage, you might as well try stabbing me to death with a sword!"

Rong Xianyang looked at the reckless and fierce expression on his face, looked away in disgust, after a while, lowered his hand, and said weakly: "You can do whatever you want, I will not stop or interfere, ah Where are Mr. Mo and Mr. Ghost? You hand them over, and from now on, the two of us will return to each other, and have nothing to do with each other!"

Rong Chengyu knew the benefits of holding Feng Qingmo early in the morning, so he sneered at this moment.

He walked over, snatched the sword in Rong Xianyang's hand, put it back into the scabbard, and then, uncharacteristically, suddenly said earnestly: "Xianyang, no matter what, you and I are also father and son. At the beginning, I was too annoyed and didn't think so thoroughly, but since you were young, what kind of hope did your father have for you? It's not just that you don't know. No steel. In the final analysis, our father and son have come to this point because of the last resort of being controlled by others. Now it’s okay, the opportunity that my father has been waiting for for decades is in front of us. This time, as long as I can make things happen, from now on , our Rong family will no longer have to rely on others to live, whether it is you or Junyu, there is nothing wrong with what kind of woman you like-"

"Enough!" Rong Xianyang only felt disgusted when he heard his earnest tone. He closed his eyes forcefully, and suddenly shook off Rong Chengyu's hand vigorously, "Don't tell me these things, and you don't need to stop talking." Thinking of rhetoric, he dragged me into the water. I said, you can do whatever you want, and I will not stop you anyway. Where is Amo? Tell me where is Amo? I only want her!"

How could he still be so stubborn?
Rong Chengyu's fingers hidden under his sleeves were tightly squeezed, and he gritted his back molars twice. His eyes stared at Rong Xianyang, who was full of tyranny in front of him. It took a while before he tried his best to suppress it. Feeling emotional, he shook his sleeves and said: "You know the reason why I will bring her back. Since you don't want to have a good talk with me, then you don't have to talk nonsense. What am I going to do now, you It's also clear to me that I can't control Junyu and that girl's temper, so that they won't come back to ruin my business, and you——I can't trust you even after disappointing me several times like this, so—"

"You want me to help you accomplish something?" Rong Xianyang took up the rest of his words before he finished speaking.

Rong Chengyu didn't speak, but just looked at him confidently——

With Feng Qingmo in his hand, he was certain that Rong Xianyang would submit.

The father and son looked at each other, and Rong Xianyang looked at him with complicated eyes, and the corners of his lips seemed to pull out a smile, but in the end, he couldn't express this expression perfectly.

Because of his almost weird smile, Rong Chengyu suddenly had an extremely bad premonition in his heart for no reason, and then saw Rong Xianyang sneered coldly, shook his head firmly and said: "I don't agree!"

"What?" Rong Chengyu thought he had heard it wrong, and suddenly laughed, "You said you didn't agree? Why do you still—"

"Didn't you say you can't trust me? Similarly, I don't have the slightest trust in you. If you want to hold Amo hostage and force me to do things for you, I can tell you clearly right now—it's absolutely impossible!" Rong Xianyang said, every word resounds loudly.

His attitude is so tough, which is totally unexpected by Rong Chengyu.

He couldn't help gasping for breath, and was stunned for a while. When he was about to say something, Rong Xianyang continued to speak with a cold expression: "Just because of what you have done these years, even if I really helped you , who can guarantee that you will keep your promise? The relationship between me and Amo is already like this. It is better not to see each other. If you become angry, it would be better to kill her directly, and I can follow her directly. Even if we went to the underworld together, it wouldn't be more miserable than not being able to meet each other these years? So—you want to threaten me with Amo? Sorry, your wishful thinking was wrong this time, and now , whether she is alive or dead, to me, it doesn't make any difference, no matter whether she is alive or dead, I will follow her!"

Rong Chengyu couldn't help shivering after hearing this.

He always thought that Rong Xianyang would definitely fall into his grasp if he could grasp Feng Qingmo, but he never thought that after all these years of suffering from lovesickness, Rong Xianyang would actually be disheartened——

As long as he is with that woman, life and death are irrelevant.

Rong Chengyu shook his head vigorously, trying to keep himself calm, and in a rage, he raised his hand and slapped Rong Xianyang on the face.

Rong Xianyang's lips curled into a sneer.

His physical strength is no better than before, and he does not confront him head-to-head, but the foundation of martial arts practice all the year round is still there, and he can easily dodge with just a slight side of his body.

Rong Chengyu rushed forward and staggered a step forward.

Rong Xianyang took the opportunity to step back half a step, and yanked him with his backhand. After Rong Chengyu stabilized his figure without any danger, Rong Xianyang's right hand had already been pushed forward, and a handle as thin as a cicada's wing was in his sleeve. The sharp blade spits out, pointing at——

It was still Rong Chengyu's throat.

This time, his face was filled with a dejected expression that was more mournful than heartbreak, Rong Chengyu could feel the sharp touch on the blade, his whole body was stiff, subconsciously even breathing lightly.

"You have cheated me for so many years, and I am tired of living like a walking corpse for so many years, why not—everything will end here!" Rong Xianyang said, his tone was neither high nor harsh, but that The decadent atmosphere of deep despair and powerlessness can make people realize his killing intent and determination, and make people's hairs stand on end.

"You—" Rong Chengyu hesitated for a long time before uttering a word.

He knew that Rong Xianyang was not joking with him——

(End of this chapter)