"He went to my hometown with a group of people." Li Chunjun sat in the yellow sand in the sky. Under his increasingly youthful body, there was an old soul that had experienced all the world.
Wang Junlang was slightly stunned. Li Chunjun was now like those kind elders in his clan, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the long past in his eyes.
"He is a gentleman, and he designed to accelerate the collapse of the dynasty in my hometown, causing countless people to be displaced, and finally perished in the monstrous floods.
He also took the bones of an old friend of mine and broke his promise to take away a group of innocent people.
Tell me, is such a person a gentleman? "
Wang Junlang breathed rapidly and was furious:
"You fart! My brother-in-law can't be that kind of person!"
Li Chunjun sighed and said quietly:
"Then why should I lie to you?"
Wang Junlang opened his mouth, his lips trembled, and his eyes were misty.
"If I want to create a rift, I can already lie to you before you and I do it." Li Chunjun grabbed Wang Junlang's wrist:
"Instead of now, when you are so angry and your life is not long, what is the point of me alienating and instigating you?
Just to increase the anger and resentment in your heart and make you die in peace?
Alas, you and I do not have a deep hatred. "
"But the blood feud between us and Yue Bufan is not enough to describe it!" Zhao Wujiang stepped on the yellow sand and walked step by step, his hands folded in his sleeves and robes, his breath was flat but there was a hint of murderous intent:
“I don’t really believe in the idea that every injustice has its owner and every debt has its owner. I think maybe the people around him have acquiesced in what he did.
The people around him may know about the blood of innocent people on his hands.
For example, you are his fiancée's brother. It seems that you two have a good relationship. So has he told you all the scandalous things he has done? "
Wang Junlang's body was trembling. He instinctively wanted to refute, but before he could speak, Zhao Wujiang pinched his neck and lifted him up.
Li Chunjun sighed. He knew that not only him, but Zhao Wujiang also had a generous and kind heart. But in this matter, if Zhao Wujiang wanted to kill Wang Junlang, he would not persuade Zhao Wujiang to show mercy. Instead, he would think that Zhao Wujiang did it. Got it right.
He will not persuade anyone to do good, because he has experienced the same suffering as Zhao Wujiang, but his suffering is not as deep and unforgettable as Zhao Wujiang's.
"Hey, you have nothing to say, right?" Zhao Wujiang snorted and smiled, with a faint purple light in his eyes. His smile was evil, and he gripped Wang Junlang's throat tightly, making it impossible for him to speak.
Wang Junlang's face turned red, he glared angrily, and blood spurted out from his mouth and nose.
"Outside of Daolian Secret Realm, when Zhuge Xiaobai introduced you and your sister, he mentioned one word, Yue Bufan's fiancée."
Zhao Wujiang couldn't control the force in his hands, and he made a bone-breaking sound in Wang Junlang's throat.
He laughed, his laughter a little hoarse and becoming more evil. The dark and sticky liquid quietly appeared on the outside of his clothes, covering his body, as if it was about to turn into a pair of armor, and also seemed to be about to turn into a face that was crying and laughing madly. Face.
"Old Zhao!" Li Chunjun reminded in a shocked voice, Zhao Wujiang is now covered in evil spirits, and there is even more demonic energy surging.
"Wang Xi was not happy at that time." Zhao Wujiang exhaled slowly, and the dark and viscous liquid dripped on the yellow sand. These were all transformed by his inner demons dormant.
"Let me ask you, do you think your sister is unhappy for a moment or has always been unhappy? Does she know something and not tell you?" Zhao Wujiang stared into the young man's clear and angry eyes, like a god looking down on the people. All pity and ridicule.
The anger in Wang Junlang's eyes slowly disappeared, and his eyes gradually turned red and filled with mist.
In an instant, he figured out why his sister never wanted to see his brother-in-law, why he never liked the name Yue Bufan's fiancée, and why he was always angry with him for no reason every time he mentioned his brother-in-law.
He couldn't believe it, didn't want to believe it, he didn't believe it.
His grief and anger burst through his chest, and he roared loudly.
"ah!!!"
"ah!"
He wanted to bite Zhao Wuyang to death, and he didn't want to listen to Zhao Wuyang's nonsense anymore!
