Killer Wife

Chapter 173: Passing away (2)
The little bun grabbed Ye Juanhuan's hand, how could there really be an elixir that could bring the dead back to life, he knew his situation, his brain had been completely destroyed, and he was just holding on with his obsession at this moment .

"Xiaohua, Xiaobing, Xiaobai, come here."

The three demon kings surrounded him, even the coldest Ice Emperor had red eyes.

"Help me take care of my Mama, she is...the most important person to me." The little bun whispered, the three demon kings responded one after another, and the little bun looked at Lin Muyuan again: "Don't bully her, treat her well... ..."

"I will..." Lin Muyuan pursed his lips and said.

Xiao Baozi turned his head and glanced at Ye Liubing, but he didn't say anything, but both of them understood what he meant.

In the end, the little bun looked at Ye Juehuan with sparkling eyes: "Ma Ma, you must always, always, love the baby, and wait for me to come back..." In the end, he couldn't say anything until he died, Ye Jue Huan, I love you, not the love of family, but the love of men and women.

I've always wanted to call you, Jue Huan.

Ye Juanhuan watched as the light in Xiao Baozi's eyes dimmed little by little, until his tiny body turned into a speck of fluorescent dots in her arms, and disappeared with the wind.

Ye Juehuan suddenly remembered the time when the little baby was wearing half an eggshell, and the eyes that looked at her were not only ignorance but also dependence, and full of admiration.

It was that look that made her fall in love with him. From then on, she had another son, and she was no longer alone.

A sad howl of the tiger began, and all the beasts wailed in pain, paying homage to their dead emperor.

And Ye Juanhuan stretched out her hand amidst the heart-piercing wailing, trying to grab the piece of fluorescent light that was scattered by the wind, she spread her hand out, leaving nothing.

Lin Muyuan put Ye Juanhuan's shoulder lightly: "Don't be too sad, he said, he will come back, you have to believe him, don't you?"

Ye Juanhuan's face was expressionless, she even shed tears, she turned her head slowly, looked at the master of the Fu Sect who was trying to escape, and slightly parted her red lips: "All beasts obey the order! Slaughter all of the Fu Sect without leaving any chickens or dogs behind! For my son...to be buried with him!"

Ye Juanhuan was the first to move, and her target was the suzerain of Fu Zong. She had never been so angry for a moment, and wanted to smash a person's cramp, skin, bone and ashes!

Further north of the extreme north is the endless abyss known as the abyss of heaven. Under the endless abyss, a pair of eyes suddenly opened in the thick black mist, as bright as stars and as deep as a dark night.

The dragon's roar resounded in all directions along with the sound of iron chains colliding.

At this moment, in the Immortal Realm, several immortal Taoists woke up from retreat, with a look of astonishment on their faces, he...woke up!
A lot of people came to Fuzong this time, but they turned into corpses all over the place in just half an hour, and some casual cultivators were also affected because they were too close to the people of Fuzong. In just a short moment, there were thousands of practitioners The death is unclear.

It took Ye Juanhuan a lot of effort to capture Master Fu Zong, and the man with a pale face as if he lacked calcium jumped out, trying to stop Ye Juanhuan.

After all, the patriarch of Fu Zong was also his disciple and grandson, but was stopped by the Ice Emperor, because what Ye Juanhuan said was that no dog would be left behind, and this person also belonged to Fu Zong.

Ye Juehuan was carrying Sect Master Fu, as if her phoenix eyes, which were born with a smile, were as cold as ice. She pinched Sect Master Fu's neck, and in order to prevent him from struggling indiscriminately, she slowly and methodically broke off the remaining body of Sect Master Fu. Arm and leg bones, and then destroyed the dantian of the suzerain of Fu Zong.

"Back then, when I was still making a living by killing people, I learned a little bit of torture methods. I thought I would never use them in this life, but I never thought...that I could still use them today." The corners of Ye Juanhuan's lips curled up. With a particularly weird smile, she came out with Yan Zhixue and Mo Yun, and looked at the master of the Fu Sect gently with her eyes.

"If you want to kill, kill it." The master of Fu Zong grinned: "It's too bad I didn't kill you, little bastard... ah!"

Ye Juanhuan stabbed his leg with a knife, and it turned into a lump of flesh: "I originally wanted to peel you, gouged out your flesh and bones, but I didn't have enough equipment in my hand, so I'll make do with Ling Chi..."

At the beginning, the patriarch of Fu Zong was able to curse a few words to be fierce, but in the end, there were only painful howls and screams.

Ye Juanhuan didn't want him to die early, but wanted to cut off his flesh piece by piece, but it couldn't relieve the pain and hatred in her heart.

She hates it, if she is more vigilant, how can she let her family...

The more she thought about it, the more she hated it, Xiao Baozi's warm blood seemed to scald her fingers, her chest seemed to be torn open slowly, the pain was piercing, but there was nowhere to cry out.

She desperately needed to do something to ease her heart-piercing pain and regret, and to avenge Little Baozi.

Sect Master Fu's blood splattered on his face and eyes, blurring Ye Juanhuan's vision, and the blood red was extremely hideous.

When the patriarch of Fu Zong couldn't even hear his wailing, Ye Juanhuan only had a skeleton in front of him besides a head.

The skeleton with shredded meat is fresh meat red, and the beating heart can be seen through the ribs. When it comes to being fierce with a woman, it is much more terrifying than a man.

Ye Juanhuan looked at the pile of skeletons in front of her with no expression, feeling a little regretful, she only cut more than 2000 knives, and there was no more meat to cut.

So countless people looked at Ye Juanhuan, who was expressionless and bloody, and the skeleton in front of her, as if they saw Shura.

She has gone mad.

Started when he died.

When the master of Fu Zong took his last breath, there were not many living people around, and the remaining sects were far away from Ye Juanhuan, as if they were afraid of being targeted by Shura.

Lin Muyuan came over and held Ye Juanhuan's hand, his voice was hoarse and gentle: "Juanhuan, he doesn't like you looking so sad."

Tears rolled down Ye Juanhuan's scarlet eyes. They were stained with blood, and the tears were all red. The one who insisted on it was the real collapse. .

(End of this chapter)