Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

Shen Hui fell to the ground, blood oozed all over his body, and his entire face was covered in blood, which was horrifying.

"Sorry... Ye Qiao, if I can't get it, no one else can get it..." His mouth moved slightly, he couldn't hear what he said, his eyelids gradually closed, and his breathing stopped abruptly.

Yes, to put it bluntly, he is just a person, an ordinary person, a loved one, he can't do it to others, he can't learn the big mind and tolerance of others, and say some blessings that go against his heart , this is not his temper, he can't be so free and easy.

Shen Hui, before he died, he cursed the one he loved but couldn't love him, so why isn't he the one who loves and can't be loved.

I don't know if he is cursing Ye Qiao or punishing himself?

The first button was buttoned wrong, but he stubbornly buttoned it down, it was awkward to wear on his body, it didn't fit him but he felt fashionable——Shen Hui;

In fact, he doesn't like killing people, but when killing people, the greatest satisfaction is hearing Ye Qiao shout his name angrily, and the greatest pleasure is Ye Qiao looking him in the eye.

Killing all the people in the world, just looking at me for you, even if it is hatred.Shen Hui;

Dong Zhao stood in the jungle, he was hesitating.

If what Shen Hui said is true, then how should he face the master whom he puts on his heart with both hands.

From the moment he chased to the Skeleton Hall to question Shen Hui, he was a little skeptical, didn't he?

After a long time, a trace of cold firmness suddenly flashed in the dim eyes, as if he had made up his mind.

A layer of ice blue appeared in his eyes, and the surrounding trees were gradually frozen. He bent down and rushed down, crossed the ground, and rushed towards the depths of the underground palace.

The underground world is connected to Heihe, where ancient ghosts and monsters lived.

Wherever he went, all ghosts and monsters bowed down to him and shouted "Master Mozun"...

There is a majestic and magnificent underground palace in Heihe, which was built for him by the group of monsters when he broke through the peak of cultivation and became the supreme of the demon world.

But he had never been inside.

He stood in front of the hall, looking at the monster that was a hundred times bigger than him, walking towards him.

The beard of that monster has turned white, and it should be an ancient monster that has only survived for tens of millions of years.

The monster looked very ferocious, with sharp mouth and fangs, and blue flames all over its body, and a human stump hanging from its lips, it should have just been to the ground before returning.

Dong Zhao's eyes were cold and sharp, and he was surrounded by an icy air, which froze the whole underground world to be covered with a thin layer of ice.

The monster didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, and quickly lowered its head.

Dong Zhao took a step forward, and the monster trembled in fright, as if he was afraid that Dong Zhao would see the dead man at the corner of his mouth, and he would scold him in exchange for it, so he quickly pressed the whole tree's head on his chest.

"Demon Realm, is there a Kunlun Mirror?"

Hearing Kunlun mirror's stare, the old monster turned his head to signal him to follow, then turned and walked towards the deepest underground palace.

After walking for a while, I finally reached the depths of the earth.

The old monster dared not go forward, the hellfire was crackling and burning, and the ghost monsters were afraid of the hellfire.

The icy air in his eyes grew stronger, and he resolutely walked towards the depths of the earth.

Dong Zhao stepped on the hellfire, and every time he took a step, an ice lotus would be born. No matter how fierce the hellfire was, it couldn't get close to him.

In the raging fire, he faintly saw a copper mirror with wisps of flowers.

He walked to the bronze mirror, clenched his fists and hesitated for a long time, hesitating for a long time.

His face became more serious, he gritted his teeth, slowly raised his right hand, and touched the mirror with five fingers.

In an instant, the whole person was pulled back to the day when the Dong family was destroyed by some force.

Standing at the door of the house where I left 11 years ago.

In Dong's mansion, the 260 three people gathered on the school field in the courtyard, everyone's face was full of tension and fear, waiting for the verdict of fate.

The door was suddenly knocked open by a huge force, and a group of Immortal Sect Four Masters and Fengtian Sect Four Masters pretending to uphold justice broke in, and some fell from the sky.

Suddenly, a familiar and no longer familiar figure descended from the sky in his eyes.

"Master!"

He desperately ran to Ye Qiao, looking at him nervously.

"Master... you."

Ye Qiao stretched out his hand and summoned the Scarlet Heaven Sword, his face did not have the usual smile, but he had a somewhat cold look on his face.

Dong Zhao was completely panicked, and desperately stopped in front of him.

"Master, don't, don't, don't..."

But he is just a ray of consciousness, no one can see him, hear his roar, and he can't touch anyone.

Seeing that his master was about to kill him holding the sword, Dong Zhao knelt down in front of him with a face full of pain, pleading bitterly.

"Master... Please don't, don't kill them, they are my family... Master please..."

Unable to stop the people in front of him at all, he could only watch the Dong clan die one by one in front of him.

Dong Zhao collapsed, he couldn't do anything, he kowtowed until his head was bloody, begging his master to let his parents go.

But it was useless, Ye Qiao couldn't hear his heart-piercing shouts.

Seeing that the Chixiao sword was stabbing straight towards his father and mother, Dong Zhaofei ran up to block it with his body, but to no avail, the Chixiao sword passed through his body, and only heard a loud cracking sound behind him, before turning back At that time, father and mother died tragically in a pool of blood.

"what!"

A desperate roar ripped from the bottom of his throat.

Dong Zhao rushed over desperately, trying to hold his father's body into his arms, but no matter how he fished it out, his hands were worn out, and he couldn't catch him no matter what.

Every point of despair, helplessness, and grief is enough to make him collapse and go crazy.

"why why!"

Dong Zhaohong stared helplessly at the person he loved deeply in front of him.

"Why kill them? Why... why, Master!"

"Master!"

"They are all my family members, the parents who gave birth to me and raised me!"

"How can you bear it?"

"You have always been kind-hearted and tolerant to others, why can't you show mercy to them? Why do you want to kill them all!"

"Master!"

"Why is this!"

There are piles of corpses around, blood flowing like rivers, screams can be heard endlessly...

He withdrew his arm violently, his consciousness returned to his body, he raised his hand to touch his face, tears were already streaming down his face.

He knelt down on the ground with a plop, his eyes were desperate and dull, and his face was full of pain.

He muttered in his mouth: "Why is it really you...why...why did you kill my whole family, you know, I bet Shen Hui was lying to me, so I dared to spy on the Kunlun mirror... I didn't expect the loser It was me..."

His eyes were terribly red from the raging fire.

"God's will tricks people! God's will tricks people!"

He raised his head, trying not to let his tears fall, but his wish was not fulfilled, the tears still rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

"I fell in love with a person who killed my parents and my whole family... It's ridiculous... It's extremely ridiculous!"

The desperate and mournful roar rushed straight to the ground, and the earth trembled three times, trembling three times.