Chapter 161 She wants to kill him

"The dog emperor really came alone." Feng Wu couldn't believe it and was overjoyed, "A Tong."

Yao Tong didn't hear Feng Wu's words, her ears were buzzing, this was the effect of being too focused on one thing, her eyes were only on the man who was walking towards her step by step.

He Zhenghan galloped all the way, the tightly tied hair crown loosened during the bumps, black hair hanging down to his waist, and a few strands of forehead hair hanging down, making him look even more deep-set and thin.

"stop!"

Feng Wu saw him getting closer and closer, and the group of men holding swords and bowstrings were shocked by his desperate aura on the one hand, and on the other hand, they didn't get the order. He almost got him in front of Yao Tong.

The longing figure was suddenly covered tightly, the smile on He Zhenghan's face became cold, and a violent light flickered in his eyes.

"Step aside!"

Yao Tong pushed Feng Wu away, took a step forward, and faced him face to face.

The wrist tightened suddenly, and the forehead bumped against the hard bone, causing burning pain.

His chest was so strangled that he could hardly breathe, "A Tong, you are so cruel."

He Zhenghan's actions were not gentle at all, and could even be called rude. Yao Tong was hugged tightly by him, and every place he touched was painful.

The moment she was hugged, her body was as stiff as ice, until she heard his frantic and crazy heartbeat, the corners of her lips hooked slightly.

Seeing him coming here alone, she only had a five-point confidence in her guess, but now, she has eight-point confidence.
With a smile that seemed to be mocking and revenge, she suddenly raised her knees and pushed hard.

"you"

The most vulnerable part of a man was caught off guard by a heavy blow, He Zheng hissed coldly, and bowed involuntarily.

Yao Tong broke free from his arms nimbly and looked at him expressionlessly.

Before He Zhenghan came, she wasn't sure that he would really be alone, so she wore soft armor and a sharp sword.

With a sound of "噗", the sword was out of its sheath, and the tip of the sword pierced through the brocade robe, pointing directly at his heart.

"Tong."

After He Zhenghan recovered from the unspeakable pain, he met the sharp sword she was pointing at, his face dark as ink.

She pointed a sword at him!
He didn't avoid it, but walked straight towards the sword.

The eyes of the two were tightly locked together, and Yao Tong's hand holding the sword was very steady.

"呲", this is the sound of a sword piercing into the flesh.

Immediately, a stream of bright red blood stained his yellow robe.

He Zhenghan paused, and finally lowered his head, watching his own blood flow from the sword in Yao Tong's hand.

She wants to kill him!
He has been wounded many times during the wars and battlefields for more than ten years, and there were even more than one serious injuries where he narrowly missed death, but compared with this sword, He Zhenghan felt that those were not counted. what.

As soon as he grasped the edge of the sword, he ignored the blood flowing across his hands, his eyes were heavy, like a seriously injured beast, approaching with the pain of being betrayed, "You want to kill me."

He looked betrayed and injured, which was very dazzling.

Why does he act like this!
Yao Tong resisted the discomfort caused by the blood-red eyes, and he did not give in to his eyes, and said coldly: "Damn you!"

She really wanted to kill him.

The dark eyes went mad for a moment, "Why?"

Yao Tong looked at him coldly, and asked her why at this moment.

He Zhenghan ignored the sword that stabbed deeper and deeper, and grabbed her shoulder, "You set that fire on purpose, didn't you?"

He got the answer from Yao Tong's expression.

He wanted to ask her if she knew she had heard of her death, how much pain he had suffered, and how life he had lived these years was worse than death.

But these words, in the indifference on her face, he couldn't say a word.

Having said that, it can only be exchanged for her ridicule.

"No matter what you've done or what happened, I won't hold it accountable anymore, just go back with me."

Yao Tong finally showed a shocked expression.

She knew He Zhenghan's temperament too well, with his arrogance and insanity, killing her was the best thing he could do.

How could he say such a thing?
"I'm afraid you haven't recognized the reality. Now your life is in my hands, not I ask you."

As soon as Yao Tong finished speaking, dozens of sharp swords surrounded He Zhenghan.

As long as Yao Tong gives an order, he can be stabbed into a hedgehog.

"Be careful, don't shake your hands and pierce a hole again, and you have to save his life in exchange for the master." Feng Wusheng was afraid that Yao Tong's excitement would really kill the emperor, but the master is still in prison Lia.

"You are for that thief!"

He Zhenghan's eyes were gloomy and cold, like a bloodthirsty Shura, "I have already torn that thief's corpse into thousands of pieces."

Feng Wu couldn't believe it, and then let out a mournful cry, "Emperor Dog, I will kill you."

Yao Tong frowned, and found something wrong from his expression.

"Feng Wu stop, stop Feng Wu."

Feng Wu suddenly heard that the head of the family was dead, and his sanity collapsed. He just wanted to kill the dog emperor, but was stopped by Yao Tong, and half of his hatred was poured on Yao Tong.

"Yao Tong, don't you still have feelings for this dog emperor? Are you deaf after he killed the boss? You actually stopped me."

Yao Tong ignored Feng Wu's accusation.

"He's alive and well."

When she said this, she stared at He Zhenghan for a moment, and sure enough, his brows twitched invisibly.

With a sigh of relief, Ah Qing is fine.

"How do you know?" Feng Wu asked fiercely, his eyes swollen and his face swollen from crying.

Yao Tong was still staring at He Zhenghan. When he talked about Ah Qing, there was only one explanation for his envious and resentful look, and the fact that Ah Qing's woman's true identity had not been revealed.

If, as he said, he had already killed Ah Qing, then Ah Qing's identity as a woman disguised as a man would definitely not be concealed.

A man's possessiveness is cruel beyond imagination to another man who humiliates them for wearing a cuckold.

Yao Tong sneered, how ridiculous.

Should women accept such unscrupulous humiliation and injury?

The most ridiculous thing is the man in front of him. He forced her into a desperate situation, allowed her to kill her son and her enemies with impunity, and he was still well-clothed and aloof.

But it's ridiculous to show such affectionate appearance in front of her.

"You're still so smart." When He Zhenghan thought of that thief, he wanted to tear him into pieces, "However, as long as I say a word, I can kill him at any time."

"A Tong, I know what you want to do? Impossible." He Zhenghan was full of hostility, she wanted him to meet alone, but he came, and he knew what she wanted to do. It is impossible to hold him in exchange for that thief!

As long as she lives well, he doesn't care about her betrayal, but that thief, he will cut him to pieces.

"Do you think I'm the same as you?" Yao Tong smiled coldly, sadly, "I'm innocent and upright, love is love, love is hate, not as despicable as you."

"Let me tell you. Ah Qing is a woman. Everything you imagined has never happened."

His hands clenched and he held them tightly.

Yao Tong's voice was as cold as ice, "Don't touch me with your dirty hands!"

(End of this chapter)

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