Hong Wuliang's screams became more and more tragic, and Lang Yilang's eyes became more and more affectionate.
Wei Wuyan looked at it with full of comfort at first, but gradually, she started to turn her head away, and finally turned her back.
This person is his own great enemy!
The tragedy of my life is because of him!
But, why do I still feel a little unbearable in my heart
The stone fell again and again, and finally turned into powder.
And Hong Wuliang's left hand was also smashed into a puddle of minced meat.
Hong Wuliang's pitiful screams also slowly subsided, and finally he rolled his eyes and passed out.
Lang Yilang didn't panic, took out another Bai Ling Dan and fed it in, helping him perform his exercises thoughtfully and dissipating the medicine's power. Then bring him to his senses; regain his flushed face...
Then, he grabbed a stone from the ground again, took Hong Wuliang's right hand, separated five fingers, measured it carefully, and slammed down the stone...
He no longer asked questions like "Should you say it or not?" He just slapped it stone by stone brutally!
It seems that this matter has become his greatest pleasure!
His eyes are persistent and his wrist is steady.
The flesh and blood flying in front of him seemed to be a beautiful picture scroll, which made him feel relaxed and happy. He silently read: "Xia'er, have you seen it? Xia'er, have you seen it?"
Hong Wuliang was screaming terribly, the muscles on his face twisted into various weird shapes...
Langichiro was smashing and meditating, and suddenly burst into tears.
Wei Wuyan finally couldn't help it, and said: "Senior Lang, if you really want to torture him, there should be a lot of cruel punishments such as splitting muscles and bones, right? You advocate punishment hall, you should know more? Why bother..."
Why do you have to use this most common and most disgusting method
He didn't say this sentence.
Langichiro understood.
Lang Yilang kept patting, tears streaming down his face, and choked up, "Xia'er's cultivation base is low, I use those... she can't understand... Since I avenge her, I will use the one that can make her see the most." understand the way!"
"She's watching, she's smiling, I can feel it." Langichiro bit his lip, weeping, and slapped it hard...
Wei Wuyan let out a long sigh.
"Wuyan! Wuyan! Ah~~~" Hong Wuliang screamed, and suddenly called Wei Wuyan's name like crazy: "For the sake of master and apprentice, you kill me! You kill me Go! You kill me please..."
Wei Wuyan's body was trembling.
In front of him, the shadow of his dead wife and children suddenly appeared, he became irritable, and roared: "Then when you killed my wife and my son, did you ever think that you are my master?!"
"I was wrong... Please kill me... You kill me to avenge your wife and son..." Hong Wuliang cried miserably.
At this moment, Lang Yilang slapped out with one hand, Wei Wuyan was shocked all over and couldn't move.
"Although you may not be persuaded by him, I don't want to take risks! I just want to torture him to death!" Lang Yilang said lightly: "So, I am wronged, you just watch and listen!"
Hong Wuliang cursed: "Lang Yilang! You bastard! You bastard...you adulterer! I wish I could..."
But immediately, his curses turned into screams again.
After a long time, Lang Yilang smashed Hong Wuliang's arms into meat paste, stopped suddenly, and asked, "Are you hungry?"
As he said that, he took out a knife, and with a few clicks, he cut off the meat sauce, cut it into several pieces, pinched Hong Wuliang's nose, and piece by piece Hong Wuliang's own arm into meat sauce stuffing After entering, he said apologetically, "I forgot, you should be given something to eat. If you don't eat, how can you have the physical strength to be tortured by me?"
Hong Wuliang whimpered, desperately wanting to spit it out.
However, while Lang Yilang was feeding him, he practiced kung fu to help him digest, Hong Wuliang couldn't cry out, and couldn't vomit; even fainting became a luxury...
But for a moment, Hong Wuliang's stomach swelled up high, and it actually swallowed his entire arm.
"We've eaten enough, let's continue working! Hong Wuliang, you must never ask for mercy, I will be disappointed!" Lang Yilang gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, and pulled Hong Wuliang's left leg over.
"I'll let you eat yourself bit by bit!" Langichiro said harshly.
"No... Lang Yilang... Brother Lang... I'm sorry for you... I'm not human... Please forgive me... You can kill me..." Hong Wuliang finally collapsed.
God knows what it feels like to eat your own flesh
Hong Wuliang finally couldn't take it anymore.
"You know what I want!" Lang Yilang patted his left foot with a stone, and said, "Speak slowly, and you will start eating your own leg."
"I said... but... after I finish speaking, please give me a good time! Please!" Hong Wuliang burst into tears and snot together: "You speak too slowly!" Lang Yilang slapped the stone hard again Go on: "Now I have the final say! Well, as long as you finish telling the truth, I will kill you! Give you a good time!"
"What you say is what you say?!" Hong Wuliang's eyes lit up; once upon a time, a majestic supreme person actually turned the wish for death into the greatest extravagant wish!
"Bang!" Lang Yilang slammed the stone down, and one toe shattered with a snap, turning into meat sauce: "If you don't believe it, don't say it!"
"I said!..." Hong Wuliang convulsed from the pain, gasping for breath, and said: "I said...it's like this...that day, I, I... I and Xia'er have been married for sixteen years, and I, I... I robbed a rich man, hiss~~"
As he spoke, he took in a cold breath and trembled: "I cut off a piece of amethyst heart... I, I, I invited someone to make this piece of amethyst heart into... a piece of jewelry, I... I am very happy Go home and give this jewelry to her... "
Hong Wuliang suddenly burst into tears: "I love her too! Do you understand... I want her to be happy too... I have been coaxing her carefully for so many years..."
"However, when I gave this jewelry to her with great joy, she was not happy. I was drinking in the living room, and she was in the room; the more I drank, the more depressed I became. Why did I try my best to coax her, Is she still unhappy?"
"At that time, I heard her read a poem softly. I... after I finished listening, I got drunk and suddenly became very violent. I rushed in and beat her. I didn't expect... I didn't expect to hit her. died… "
Hong Wuliang burst into tears, with snot and tears: "I really don't want to beat her to death... But when I hit her, not only did she not hide, but she sent the hurt towards me... I, I, I... I drank again A little more…”
Langichiro's Adam's apple trembled up and down, and he said in a shy voice, "A poem... what poem?"
"She said... even if you have thousands of pearls, you won't lose the old red makeup; it's easy to find priceless treasures, but it's rare to have a lover!" Hong Wuliang groaned, screamed, and suddenly roared: "Just these four sentences, it's nothing! It's just that after she finished reading, she actually repeated the last three words, there is a lover! Lang! Lang! I didn't fuck her! What's wrong with her... She kept talking about you until she died... What's so good about you? You You bastard, what's so good about you? What's better about you than me? I, I... "
Langichiro was stunned!
It is easy to find a priceless treasure, but it is rare to have a lover!
There is a lover!
Lang!
Unexpectedly, Xia'er died because of this. Because of myself!
With a sudden roar, he picked up the big rock with tears streaming down his face, and slammed it down hard, smashing it while screaming with tears in his heart: "Xia'er! Xia'er! Xia'er!~~~~My Xia'er …”
His scream was shrill, like a wounded lone wolf in the wilderness, roaring to the sky; that feeling of heart breaking, the heart flaps splitting open...
Lang Yilang was screaming wildly; but under the more intensive blows, Hong Wuliang became excited and shouted: "She is mine! She is mine! It is mine..."
Both of them were screaming and screaming for their lives, as if they were fighting, comparing whose voice was louder, the stone in Rangichiro's hand quickly became shattered, he picked up another one, and smashed it down hard, Amidst the blood and flesh splattering, his cry spread far away, and he put on the Jiuxiao Yunli...
The snowflakes in the sky are slowly increasing, the clouds are getting thinner, and the sound of the wind is getting more and more shrill...
after a long time...
there is no sound at all...
Lang Yilang blankly threw down the stone covered with blood on his hands, the stone fell to the ground with a bang, and his heart also trembled...
Hong Wuliang on the ground has been turned into a pile of meat paste from head to toe; amidst this burst of uncontrollable blows, Lang Yilang couldn't help smashing Hong Wuliang's whole body into meat paste!
Hong Wuliang disappeared from this world forever.
Wei Wuyan, who had been unable to move for a long time, quietly rolled down a string of teardrops from her eyes, and suddenly felt empty in her heart, uncatchable, as if she was alone in the vast and uninhabited wilderness for hundreds of millions of miles...
Langichiro stood up, swayed, and sat down again.
He sat blankly, his eyes empty, for a long time, he put his head in his hands, covered his face, squatted down, bent down slowly, and suddenly lay down on the snow, weeping bitterly...
"Revenge... Woohoo... I took revenge for you... Xia'er..."
The wind was shrill, whistling and whistling across the sky, it seemed that the sky was letting out a deep sigh...
After a long time, Lang Yilang trembled his lips, turned around, and patted Wei Wuyan's body, Wei Wuyan felt that he could move immediately, turned his face, and was about to speak, but was suddenly taken aback.
I saw Lang Yilang in front of me, his face was wrinkled and old, and his hair, which was shiny black just now, had turned gray at this moment.
He actually seemed to have aged thousands of years in an instant!
"It's all over..." Lang Yilang sighed. When he said this, his lips were trembling slightly, and his body seemed to shrank, hugging his arms, squatting down as if he couldn't bear the severe cold, and buried his head again. A deep sigh: "It's all over..."
"Yeah...it's all over..." Wei Wuyan repeated, he understood Lang Yilang's mood very well, because he also felt this kind of emptiness in his heart...
The two were relatively silent.
Suddenly, a voice said faintly: "No, it's not over yet! Langshou, really, it's been a long time!"