"How's your stay, but you're still satisfied?" Every day the warden would come to Qi Huan to say a few words. Qi Huan never opened his eyes to see him, and he didn't mind. . But today, after he finished speaking, he did not leave.
Seeing that the prison door was opened, the warden walked up to Qi Huan step by step, holding Qi Huan's chin very frivolously, "Look at me when I'm talking."
"Go away." Qi Huan raised his head and cursed mercilessly. Her hands and feet were covered with heavy shackles, and she didn't know what material they were made of. Anyway, she couldn't break free at all. Moreover, the iron shackles seemed to be able to restrain people's cultivation. Qi Huan only felt that he couldn't absorb a trace of spiritual energy at all, and even the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be sealed.
"I've been busy for so long, so it's time to play with you." The warden had a grim face, and stretched out his hands to grab Qi Huan's chest. With a "thorn" sound, Qi Huan's clothes were torn into pieces and scattered on the ground, leaving only the belly pockets close to him.
"If you were comfortable with me, I might have made your death a little easier, but now I hate the way you look." The warden slapped Qi Huan in the face, although it didn't take much effort, Qi Huan His face was still swollen. After a few slaps back and forth, the warden grabbed Qi Huan's neck with one hand and tore off her skirt with the other.
"You give up, as long as you enter here, you will never want to go out."
Feeling that her skirt had also left her body, Qi Huan couldn't help trembling at the thought of what might happen next. She stared at the man lying on top of her, her eyes instantly turning blood red.
The voice of "呲la~呲la" could not stop resounding from Qi Huan's body. The man buried in Qi Huan's chest suddenly raised his head. At first glance, he saw Qi Huan's pupilless, blood-red eyes. Just startled. When he felt the danger and wanted to retreat, it was too late.
Two bloody thunderbolts as thick as a thumb shot out of Qi Huan's eyes and directly into the man's forehead. Before he could realize what happened, his head was blown into blood. fog.
Warm blood spilled on Qi Huan's face, but the blood in her eyes still did not fade, but became deeper and deeper, as if it could drip blood.
The moment the headless corpse fell on Qi Huan's body, the surface of her body also began to appear blood-red lightning. People pack up.
At the same time, all the people in Lidu City found that a blood-red robbery cloud appeared over the Mo residence, and countless blood-red thunder and lightning made a terrifying sound in the air, but they did not fall for a long time.
"What's wrong outside, it's so noisy?" Mo Yu was in a good mood just after sending off King Shura of Dark Blood, killing two birds with one stone.
"Master, it's not good, there is a robbery cloud over our mansion." Mo Yu had just finished asking when he saw tears and panting burst into the hall, his face was full of panic, and his face had lost its blood.
"How is that possible?!" The person in charge of the Heavenly Punishment in the human world is the Thunder God Temple Master of the Immortal Realm, but in the Heavenly Demon Realm, the Thunder God Temple Master can't manage here at all. Mo Yu frowned and walked out with big steps.
Walking outside the house, he looked up at the sky, and as soon as he looked up, he gasped, "Blood brake magic thunder... Such a terrifying blood brake magic thunder, is that guy coming to the world of demons?"
"Quick, order everyone to leave here immediately." Mo Yu had just finished speaking, and before he even left, countless blood-red thunder and lightning finally fell.
In the thunder and lightning, screams kept coming from all over the Mo Mansion, and even Mo Yu, who had the highest cultivation base, was in a state of embarrassment. The blood magic thunder is the demon's nemesis. If it is just a calamity, he believes that he can resist it, but the clouds above are getting thicker and thicker, and the power of the thunder pillars is getting bigger and bigger, as if it will not stop at all.
In the blood-red thunder column, the blood of countless people was mixed, and in just a few minutes, the Mo Mansion became a purgatory.
When Mo Ye arrived, it was already a day later. Since leaving Qianlong Mountain, he has been making arrangements at the Shashen Seaside all the time, just to advance the war. A month ago, he finally had time to go back to Qianlong Mountain, only to find that Qi Huan had disappeared.
He found the breath left by his father in the house, Mo Ye wanted to rush back immediately, but he was stopped halfway by Xi Kuang, who has always been as famous as him in the Demon Realm, and he couldn't help but fight him. Fortunately, Xinghuang brought information during the period, saying that Qi Huan was staying in Mo Mansion not bad, and Mo Ye was not in a hurry.
He still knew Xing Huang's "personality". This brother would never lie to him, but Mo Ye didn't expect it. When he came back, he found that everything was completely different from what he thought.
When Mo Ye walked into the gate of Mo Mansion, all he saw were corpses. His father, Mo Yu, sat on the ground in a state of embarrassment, letting the lightning that had no power in the sky hit him. And Xing Huang is similar, under the protection of Mo Yu, his hand injury is not serious, but in order to resist the thunder tribulation, he has collapsed.
The thunder tribulation lasted for more than a day, and it didn't stop for a moment. Even if Mo Yuxiu was so advanced, he was seriously injured.
"Where's Qi Huan?" Looking at the thunder calamity that was still falling from the sky, Mo Ye rushed in front of Xing Huang without saying a word, strangled him by the neck, and the expression on his face was the fear and hideousness that he had never seen before. . Except for Qi Huan, there is no one in the Heavenly Demon Realm who can release the blood-shattering magic thunder. If it hadn't happened to her, this would never have happened.
"Cough cough... Second brother... let go..." Xing Huang tried hard to break free from Mo Ye's fingers, but he couldn't exert any strength at all.
"I ask you, where is Qi Huan?" Mo Ye stared at him, the strength in his hands gradually deepened, who told him that Qi Huan was alright, who told him that Qi Huan had a good time in Mo Mansion, and Mo Ye was entering At that moment in the Mo residence, my heart was filled with fear, and my body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Blood prison..." Xing Huang only had time to say two words, but Mo Ye was pinched and fainted, and there were five black finger prints on his neck.
When Mo Ye broke into the blood prison, there was no one alive in the entire prison. He frantically searched around, and finally found Qi Huan in a corner with a face as white as paper. She was still alive, no, only You could tell she was still breathing.
Qi Huan's eyes were wide open, and there was no expression on his face. The skin that was "naked" and "exposed" was white without a trace of blood. When Mo Ye broke into her line of sight, the corners of Qi Huan's mouth curved slightly. After a while, she finally waited for him!
Mo Ye knelt beside Qi Huan and hugged her tightly, but the fear in his heart was getting heavier and heavier. He could feel the breathing of the woman in his arms weakening. Her body was no longer warm, and it was as cold as a corpse.
"sorry Sorry sorry… "
Qi Huan's eyelids blinked, but she didn't make a sound, she didn't have the strength to speak at all. All the anger in her body has turned into thunder tribulation, and even the Taiji Bagua diagram in her dantian has become blurred.
The thunder heart of the blood brake demon thunder that she snatched from An Lei Jun was completely used up, and at the same time, her vitality was also consumed. Qi Huan knew very well in her heart that she could not live, and no one could save her. Her body was basically completely abolished due to the excessive use of the power of lightning, and her primordial spirit was gradually dissipating.
A second before Mo Ye appeared, the only person Qi Huan thought about was him. Only then did she know how much this man held a place in her heart. It's a pity that they were just about to start and it was already over.
A warm "liquid" suddenly flowed down Wen's face, and the "liquid" slipped over her forehead, the tip of her nose, and then flowed into her half-opened mouth, salty? It was tears, and this man could cry too.
At this time, Qi Huan really wanted him to stop crying. With such a handsome face, crying would be detrimental to her image, but she couldn't even open her mouth now.
It would be great if she had a next life. She hasn't married yet in this life, so why did she die like this? But fortunately, I have fallen in love with such a man in my whole life, and he is still a good man. If he died in his arms, it would be considered an advantage...
Qi Huan thought secretly in her heart, and then she felt that her body was getting heavier and heavier, her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, a cold coldness eroded into her brain, and then she lost all consciousness.
"I won't let you die." Mo Ye turned his fingers into claws, thrust into his chest abruptly, and pulled out his heart. The golden blood flowing from the heart flowed into Qi Huan's mouth drop by drop, staining her lips.