What do you prove yourself?
In fact, it is no longer clear who is who and who is who. They were also cared for by Hua Zhengxian.
Everyone knows that their Hua family has been abandoned by the entire world of gods and demons.
Either bear the name of rebelling against the devil, suffer torture and die in humiliation, or bloom for the last time, become a real flower, show your unyielding pride to the world, and then fail.
Not for others, only for yourself.
Hua Linxu, who was the first to slit her throat, looked at Hua Yixian and stared at Hua Yixian. She really didn't mean to scare Hua Yixian, she just wanted to take a look.
Take a look at this younger brother who sincerely calls his sister.
A silent "Sister Lin Xu" was enough to make people close their eyes with relief. The last smile fell into a pool of blood and disappeared.
It is said that these sisters pampered Hua Yixian too much and gave up their lives.
Actually, that's not right. It was a pink dumpling who chased after them and called her sister. He remembered their names and their respective preferences. He could comfort them when they cried and make them laugh.
It is the protection that comes with comfort first.
Not because he is the only male in the Hua family, not because of his coveted talent, just because he is their younger brother, nothing more, how can he show timidity in front of his younger brother...
Hua Yixian screamed like crazy, but couldn't make a sound. He fell to the ground and tried to move forward using his hands and feet, but was held tightly by Lan Jixuan.
The struggle was too much, and Lan Jixuan had no choice but to hold down Hua Yixian directly. The two of them were embarrassed, almost wrestling with each other.
But in the end, on the ground, the exhausted Hua Yixian was almost hugged tightly by Lan Jixuan. Lan Jixuan wanted to cover Hua Yixian's eyes.
"Let him see." Huaduoduo's voice was so inhumane.
let me go!
Even if he couldn't make a sound, Hua Yixian kept roaring and struggling, unwilling to give up until he coughed up blood.
How could you all be so cold-blooded, how could you!
That's his sister, his sister!
Shui Miaomiao slowed down a few beats because she was sizing up Yu Hanren, and the change happened too quickly, and she hadn't returned to Huaduo yet.
As the earthquake on the ground ended, Shui Miaomiao, who stood firm, watched the shackles fall off one after another, and thought she was about to start running. She knew there were too many people, but she always held on to hope.
Blood splattered three feet, and the figure that fell next to Shui Miaomiao was like a heavy hammer, beating the dull drum in her heart. How could it become like this?
Someone fell down, and his weak hands stopped in front of Shui Miaomiao's feet.
Shui Miaomiao trembled all over, and hurriedly closed her eyes. Her clenched fists were loosened and clenched, but in the end they turned into a sigh.
Calm down, open your eyes, lift up your dress, and cross your arms.
There was no other way for Shui Miaomiao to go.
The way out was made by the crowd, and there is only this way back.
The fallen figure is the music of Shui Miaomiao's return journey.
One foot landed lightly, and blood splashed, as if flowers were blooming step by step.
Ignore everything around them, don't look at their eyes that would rather die than surrender, don't listen to their vows of no regrets, don't look at their actions of slitting their throats without hesitation, don't listen to them...
Suffocatingly oppressive.
Shui Miaomiao wanted to escape.
Shui Miaomiao looked so out of place in the crowd, and the gaze from the sky had such a strong connotation of looking down.
She is not a Hua family member, but a participant and accomplice.
She just didn't know which side she belonged to, so Shui Miaomiao slowed down her steps and straightened her back, not wanting to show any fear.
The steps were getting heavier and heavier, and Shui Miaomiao finally stopped while panting slightly. She lightly covered her chest with her hands. How could the road paved with blood be so sticky?
She had used up all her strength, but still couldn't get out.
It's a quagmire and quicksand.
Once you're trapped, it's impossible to escape.
The gauze in front of my eyes was hazy, splattered with blood beads, and the blood beads were fainting, like silent crying falling down.
Now it's even harder to see the way forward.
Then gave up.
Shui Miaomiao took off her curtain hat and looked back.
There was surprise and astonishment in the eyes of the crowd in the sky, but there was only surprise and astonishment. There was no fear, no regret, no self-blame. To them, these hundreds of lives were insignificant and worthless.
Maybe everyone in the Immortal Alliance is still a little angry.
This is forcing, this is threatening, this is a provocation that the Immortal Alliance cannot bear even more than taking hostages.
He died like this before he was convicted of the Hua family. Being aggressive is always disrespectful. No one wants to be that person, but no one wants to let the Hua family survive.
The shadow brought by the terror of demons on people cannot be eliminated, and the ghost fetuses in people's hearts are even more terrifying, eating people without spitting out their bones.
Everyone has their own opinions, but they all reach the same goal. It doesn't matter how many people die in the Hua family. Only those who die after pleading guilty and being convicted are valuable.
Shui Miaomiao swept over everyone.
Zhengping Xianzun seemed to be a little intolerant. He was too old to see this, so he looked away.
Liu Jing and everyone felt a little regretful, shaking their heads, grabbing Xianyan Xianzun's sleeves, wiping away the non-existent tears.
Immortal Master Xianyan looked at Shui Miaomiao. There was no emotion on his face, and his eyes were just conveying and stating a fact - it was a farce.
Then he smiled softly and tapped his finger under his eyelids.
Shui Miaomiao touched the blood under his eyelids and wiped it away gently, leaving a slight red residue that melted under his eyes.
'Don't get it in your eyes, it will hurt. Put on your hat. Xianyan Xianzun kindly reminded him by mouthing.
Shui Miaomiao shook her head gently, and she couldn't see anything clearly after wearing it.
Liu Jing and others covered their faces with Xianyan Immortal Lord's sleeves, sighed and whispered to Xianyan Immortal Lord, "It's a pity that they are all fierce-tempered. I like them, but if you have the courage, you won't be able to fight out." good?"
Immortal Master Xianyan tugged on his sleeve and couldn't pull it back, "You don't really think they are just trying to prove their ambition by dying, do you?"
Most of the Hua family members fell down, and the gathering of blood energy became more and more intense.
If one goes by Hua Duoduo's words, one life, or two lives for one, is already enough.
Liu Jin and the others stopped sobbing, and looked around. Zhengping Xianzun had already retreated a little distance, citing discomfort.
"Old thing." Liu and others secretly thought, and threw themselves into Xianyan Xianzun's arms, as if they couldn't help themselves with the sympathy and sadness.
We couldn't let Liu Jin and the others be embarrassed here, so Xianyan Xianzun, who was clearly standing at the front, walked back with the others apologetically.
There was no reaction from the people of the Immortal League. Yu Hanren was still sneering in his heart and complaining. He felt that the quality of the leaders of these sects was not high. How could such an emotional thing be a big deal?
Shui Miaomiao threw the curtain hat in her hand towards Yu Hanren, and then the wind blew in her ears. Shui Miaomiao fell over and was picked up by the surviving Hua family members who suddenly jumped up.
To whom did Huaduoduo throw Leng Ningchi?
Who pulled Lan Jixuan away when he stood up?
Which sister hugged Hua Yixian again?
Being hugged by others, they all rushed behind Huaduo. Chasing the wind and sneaking around, Shui Miaomiao glanced at Huaduo, who was still on the spot. He pulled out the sword stuck in the ground, and the blood was bright red. Light.
