not repeating the same mistakes for you

"Ah Luo, leave it to me here." Su Yao could probably guess what they were thinking. Although he didn't like being used as a swordsman, Meng Hefeng really deserved to die.

Meng Hefeng was not only Bai Luo's enemy, but also his enemy when he led people to wash Qincheng with blood. He caused him to make trouble for so long, and it was time to deal with him.

Although he was a little flustered in his heart, Meng Hefeng didn't want to show it. He pretended to be calm and sneered: "I have seen it through. You guys have colluded with each other early in the morning. Want to kill me? Just try!"

"Oh? Then I'll...really come." Su Yao sneered, the white jade folding fan in his hand swished out, the slightly stagnant air was suddenly shaken, and a powerful wave of spiritual power followed. He swung around from the center, causing the ground to tremble.

If it weren't for the sword in his hand to barely support his body, Meng Hefeng would have almost fallen to his knees under the pressure of this strong man.

Li Zhuo and Meng Han were also shocked in their hearts, it seemed that this ghost king really did not get his name in vain, and he didn't know how much strength he had retained before.

If Bai Luo is Su Yao's bottom line, then now, Meng Hefeng has undoubtedly touched this bottom line again and again.

Unforgivable!

Although there was still a smile on the corner of Su Yao's mouth, anyone who saw it would only feel a chill in his heart. He probably had already thought of at least a hundred ways to make Meng Hefeng regret that he was born in this world.

Just when the disciples of the Meng family who were watching the play held their breath, worried that the next scene would be too bloody, they were surprised to find that the ghost king took half a step forward aggressively, and suddenly couldn't move his legs.

Disciple of the Meng family:?

The monstrous killing intent and terrifying aura just now dissipated in an instant.

Disciple of the Meng family; what's the situation? ? ?

I saw a white hand stretched out from behind Su Yao, and gently grabbed his cuff. Although it was a completely effortless movement, Su Yao seemed to be restrained in place, unable to go any further. Take even half a step forward.

"Ah Luo..." Su Yao unconsciously softened his tone, as if trying to appease a child who wanted candy.

But Bai Luo's attitude was very firm: "Ah Yao, let me do it."

Su Yao turned his head to look at him, Bai Luo's left hand had another not-so-shallow wound at some point, which was bleeding out, Su Yao could feel the spiritual power continuously pouring from Bai Luo's body.

Bai Luo's skin was originally fair, and even the slightest touch would be conspicuous, let alone a gash that was still bleeding.

Su Yao frowned, but in the end he didn't say anything, he recited a formula silently, and a faint white smoke lingered on Bai Luo's wound, helping him to stop the bleeding slowly.

After doing this, he consciously took half a step back.Since Bai Luo wanted to, let him come.

Feeling the spiritual power constantly gushing out of his body, Bai Luo closed his eyes and let out a breath, slowly gathering them on the sword body, and his feet regained strength.

He stopped talking nonsense with Meng Hefeng, and directly raised his sword and attacked again!Meng Hefeng had been listening to their conversation from the sidelines. He was already very upset, so he gritted his teeth and fought Bai Luo again.

However, it was obviously more difficult for him to deal with it this time than before. Bai Luo's spiritual power had obviously improved to a higher level than before, and with Su Yao secretly exerting pressure from the side, Meng Hefeng really had nothing to say.

What made him even more angry was that the others were standing aside with their arms folded, as if they were waiting to see his joke. When had he, Meng Hefeng, been humiliated like this?

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell with me!!!" Meng Hefeng cursed non-stop. With more and more injuries on his body, he has reached a state of near madness.

Bai Luo didn't plan to take care of him at first, until Meng Hefeng scolded him more and more; "He's just a bitch's son! You should go down to accompany your parents! And you are just a bunch of lackeys!"

"Shut up!" Bai Luo's eyes suddenly became fierce, the sword light flashed, and the blade of the sword brought out an afterimage in the air, and then pierced Meng Hefeng's heart with the force of a bamboo.

The white clothes are swaying, and the blood is dotted like splashed ink paintings. The young man's swordsmanship is very fierce and beautiful, and every move is full of ruthlessness. Wherever the sword passes, it is unstoppable.

Su Yao stood not far behind Bai Luo, watching silently...

This is his teenager.

Fragile but tough, it looks vulnerable, but it can often burst out with extraordinary strength.Sometimes it is as soft as still water on the surface of a lake, and sometimes it is more flamboyant than flying sparks.

However, no matter what it is, Su Yao doesn't want to see his young man go to take someone's life so full of hatred and murderous intent.

He should be protected by good students, pampered and pampered, and always retain that innocence and purity, instead of being covered in wounds and blood donations on his hands like now...

The sharp sword pierced through the flesh, and there was a sneer, and the sword in Bai Luo's hand sank into Meng Hefeng's chest, and immediately blood poured out, and the cloth on Meng Hefeng's chest was stained red in a large area. His sword also fell to the ground.

Bai Luo slowly drew out his saber, and stood still on the spot without any expression on his face. The thick blood dripped to the ground with the edge of the sword, forming a small puddle of blood.

"Hahahahahaha!" Meng Hefeng was in a daze for a few moments before he managed to hold on. He laughed, and finally squeezed out a sentence from his internal organs, "Now, are you satisfied?"

He is obviously a dying person, but he still doesn't know how to reflect, his eyes seem to be poisoned, and the eyes staring at Bai Luo are like evil spirits from hell.

This is the first time that Bai Luo ended a person's life with his own hands. Before this, let alone murder, he had never even killed a life, but when he stabbed the last sword, he did not hesitate or soften his heart .

He calmly looked at the dying Meng Hefeng, as if watching a farce, he felt his heart was cold.

Meng Hefeng finally couldn't make any sound anymore, he fell down without a sound, the heat in his body dissipated quickly, and soon he would turn into a cold corpse.

After retracting the saber, Bai Luo slowly took two steps forward, looking at Meng Hefeng who was lying on the ground without breathing, he took out the dagger he carried with him.

He straddled Meng Hefeng, held the dagger in both hands, raised it above his head, then lowered it heavily, and continued to stab Meng Hefeng in the chest.

Li Zhuo: "..."

Meng Han: "Tsk, I really can't see it, he can do this kind of thing."

One knife after another, blood splashed on his face, but he seemed to be unconscious, just continued to repeat this action with a cold expression.

Until he was suddenly hugged into a warm embrace.

"Okay, Ah Luo, stop." Su Yao hugged him from behind, wrapped his waist tightly with one hand, and held his hand holding the knife with the other.

"It's over, it's all right." Su Yao hugged him and coaxed softly, "He's dead."

The tone sounds extremely gentle, but I am afraid that only those who saw Su Yao's eyes at this moment know what it feels like to be in the ice cellar.

"He... died?" Bai Luo shivered belatedly, his face was very pale, and even his lips were trembling slightly.The overly strong bloody smell hit his nerves, and he felt his stomach was overwhelmed, and it was uncomfortable everywhere.

Feeling that the person in his arms was trembling all over, Su Yao didn't care about Bai Luo's blood stains, while slowly pulling away the dagger in his hand, he hugged the person even tighter.

"Don't look, be obedient." Su Yao's voice rang in his ears, inexplicably reassuring Bai Luo, "Close your eyes, and I will take you out of here."

Bai Luo closed his eyes obediently, Su Yao bent down slightly, and hugged him horizontally, Bai Luo subconsciously hugged him tightly.

Seeing this scene, Meng Han was rarely interested again. Just as he was about to speak, Li Zhuo who had been silent beside him frowned and snuffed out this idea. He was really "stuffed out".

Su Yao stared coldly at the corpse of Meng Hefeng on the ground. Suddenly, a ball of will-o'-the-wisp appeared around the corpse out of thin air, and the tongues of flames flew wildly, quickly eating away the person silently.

The disgusting smell of blood slowly disappeared, and there seemed to be a faint scent of ink lingering on the tip of his nose, Bai Luo's emotions were gradually calmed down.

Meng Han calmly withdrew his hand that had just been pinched, stepped forward and said: "Today's matter, we all take what we need, you can go out directly from this road now, I guarantee that there will be no Meng family Disciples stop you."

He seemed to have thought of something, he paused, and then added: "See you next time if you are destined."

"There won't be a next time." Su Yaohan said in a low voice, looked at the two of them with heavy eyes, and took Bai Luo away after speaking without looking back.

All the way out from the Meng family, it can be said that it is smooth and unimpeded. The two of them basically did not meet the disciples of the Meng family on the way, and they agreed to be strictly guarded. Now it seems that Meng Han's influence in the Meng family is indeed not small.

"Ah Yao, put me down, I can walk by myself." Bai Luo buried his head on Su Yao's chest, and said in an inaudible manner. After he got over the tension, he gradually began to feel that this posture was awkward.

"Don't move around." Su Yao's Adam's apple rolled, and the originally steady steps under his feet were inexplicably erratic under Bai Luo's interference.

Bai Luo thought it was because he was tired and couldn't hold her anymore, and struggled harder: "You put me down, I want to walk by myself."

"Okay, okay, I got it." Su Yao was tickled by him, and finally let him down like a compromise.

While talking, the two had come to a high ground with a good view. Looking down, they could see the place where they just came out.

"This is... Qincheng?" Bai Luo asked hesitantly, it's not because he couldn't recognize it, it's because the place has changed too much.

After Qincheng was bloodbathed by the Meng family, it was completely occupied by the Meng family. All the familiar neighborhood houses were destroyed, and the ones that are now located were all rebuilt according to the Meng family's plan.

Su Yao also looked a little surprised, but it wasn't because of Qin Cheng's changes, but because he had checked many Meng's school grounds, but he didn't expect Meng Ci to hide in a place he was most familiar with.

Following his memory, Bai Luo struggled to identify where the Bai Mansion used to be, but found that he couldn't find his home, and couldn't see any trace of familiarity. This place seemed to have become an extremely strange place.

The cool wind was blowing gently on the two of them, and Bai Luo felt that he was more awake. He suddenly asked, "Ah Yao...do you think I did the right thing?"

Su Yao knew that he hadn't passed this hurdle in his heart. He held Bai Luo's cold hand, looked into his eyes and said slowly: "Meng Hefeng killed so many people, if you don't kill him, He'll kill more people too. Not you, but someone else."

"You did a good job. Not only did you eliminate evil for the world, but you also avenged your parents. Their spirits in heaven will be proud of you."

Hearing Su Yao's words, Bai Luo's eyelashes trembled, and two lines of tears flowed down suddenly. He obviously didn't cry in that situation before, but now he was defeated by Su Yao's words.

Su Yao lowered his head and gave Bai Luo a short but extremely gentle kiss, which was far more comforting than lust. He carefully helped Bai Luo wipe away his tears, and then said softly, "Let's go, let's go back." gone."

The author has something to say: Su Yao: Ah Luo, don't be afraid, hug and hold high.