The Strongest Young Grandmother

Hong Shuang'er stood outside the door for a long time, heard some words around, and probably understood what happened.

"How could it be, how could it be..."

Hong Shuang'er had tears in her eyes, she couldn't believe that the relatives who once protected her were gone.

Collaborating with the enemy to rebel, oh, it is really an unwarranted crime!

Her parents, her brother, who they were, she knew best.

At this moment, because of anger, the blood on Hong Shuang'er's body seemed to be surging continuously.

The blood that once seemed to coagulate, all surged out at this moment.

She didn't realize it herself, the breath on her body seemed to have changed.

Her eyes flashed with red light, although it flashed away, but the red light was so obvious.

There was even a little bit of light on her forehead, as if the imprint was flickering.

The imprint radiated a little light.

It was as if the power sealed on her was being lifted.

At this moment, there was an idea in her mind, that is to kill Yue Qingluo and kill him.

If it wasn't for him, her relatives would never have died.

But why is her heart hurting so much that she can't breathe.

Because in her memory from childhood to adulthood, it was Yue Qingluo who accompanied her.

He is so gentle and so fond of her.

The things that the palace paid tribute, he specially had people give it to her.

And those jewelry.

Many, many, because there are too many memories, so Hong Shuang'er's sore throat is hurting, and a **** smell comes out from the throat.

"The moon... the moon is clearing..."

When Hong Shuang'er said these three words, she couldn't breathe because of the heartache, as if she was dripping blood.

She didn't know why it hurt, but it was sharp pain.

Because of the change in her aura, the wind around her became stronger.

It was because of the change in her breath that the surrounding wind swayed.

At this moment, a ray of light flashed, and then Yue Qingluo landed in front of her.

"You know it all!"

Hong Shuang'er looked at Yue Qingluo with bloodthirsty red light in her eyes, "You did it, isn't it, it's you, it's all you!"

Yue Qingluo said, "Go back with me!"

"I don't, I don't go back, you killed my relatives and everyone in the mansion!"

When Hong Shuang'er said this, there was deep hatred in her eyes.

Yue Qingluo looked at Hong Shuang'er with a complicated expression, "I didn't want you to know this."

"Oh, I don't know this, do you think you can hide it from me?"

Saying that, Hong Shuang'er took out a knife from her sleeve, the blood-colored light flashed in her eyes, and stabbed at Yue Qingluo at the fastest speed.

"Thorn pull..."

Yue Qingluo was caught off guard by Hong Shuang'er's clothes.

But he was wearing soft armor inside, so Hong Shuang'er's fatal knife did not hurt Yue Qingluo at all.

Hong Shuang'er sneered, "So, you were already prepared!"

Yue Qingluo looked at Hong Shuang'er deeply and said, "If you want to hate, then hate yourself, because you are a pure-blood of the blood race, and it is a miracle that you can survive until now!"

Saying that, Yue Qingluo took out a jade flute in her hand, and then put it on her lips and played it.

"Ah...ah..."

Hong Shuang'er only felt that the sound made her head hurt so much.

She fell to the ground in pain, rolling on the ground constantly, bleeding from the corners of her mouth.

The head seemed to burst, and the blood in the whole body was beating and boiling like waves.