Douluo 2: I transmigrated as Huo Yuhao's own sister

Chapter 594: Wanhe pinches himself
"What do you know?" Wan Hesan clenched his fists. His heart was filled with too much dissatisfaction, too much pain, and too much regret, so that once this was exposed, the malice erupted instantly like a volcano.

He suddenly jumped up and pounced on the handsome young man, grabbed his throat, and threw him to the ground with his weapon, howling viciously: "All this is because of you! It's all because of you!"

The handsome young man doesn't even get used to Wanhe San.

Although he needed Wanhe San to be alive to maintain the barrier, no, the fair-faced young man was stunned, it's wrong, it's wrong!
Why does he need Wanhe San to maintain the barrier?

To survive?

No, that's not right. He didn't want to live anymore.

So why survive?
The handsome young man thought about it carefully, looked sideways with empty eyes, and glanced at the tribesmen behind him who were either indifferent or cowardly. After a few moments of silence, this scene was exactly the same as it was back then.
The handsome young man smiled suddenly, he had been pretending to be a grandson for so long that he almost forgot that he never came to join this alliance, but to break it up!
It would be a bit unsatisfying to let them die at the hands of outsiders, but letting this jerk die at the hands of this jerk would probably make them feel worse than eating shit!
Thinking of this, the young man's narrow eyes flashed with an interest in pulling the "saint" into a worthless position.

Although calling these guys saints is indeed an overestimation of them, but perhaps dragging these guys to death together is more in line with the purpose of the Wanhe Alliance. Oh no, the Wanhe Alliance has been disbanded. It should be said that it is more interesting!
Tsk, then why does he still put up with this rubbish? !

The fair-faced young man grinned, and with a ruthless heart, he grabbed Wanhesan's hand with his backhand and pulled it outward, then headbutted him upward with such force that Wanhesan became dizzy and fell to the ground with a thump.

"Don't say that every bad thing you did was because of us! You really haven't changed at all, you were like this when you were little, and you are still like this now." The fair-faced young man wiped the corner of his mouth and spat at Wanhe San with great disgust, "You are just using us as an excuse to cover up your cowardice!"

"How good can you be?" Wan Hesi sneered, a strange and creepy light flashing in his eyes, and then a strange arc appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes slowly, slowly swept over everyone present, "A bunch of guys who eat human blood buns, do you really think you are saints?"

Many people were horrified by his gaze and shrank their heads involuntarily, but more people just stood by and did nothing. Even though a disaster was imminent, they still looked high and mighty, as if it had nothing to do with them.

"I never thought that what I did was good. Of course, I don't think it was a bad thing either." The fair-faced young man shrugged nonchalantly, "How many innocent people can survive in the Wanhe Alliance? They are all a bunch of lunatics in human skin. Each of them can turn their family members into blood slaves without batting an eyelid. You are the only one who is so different."

"We at least dare to do it and admit it, do you dare?" The contemptuous and disdainful tone made Wanhesan's pupils shrink, as if he was stimulated, his fingers stiffly inserted into the ground, and he smiled lightly!
“Swoosh——”

A slender blue silver grass that was shining with a deep blue color suddenly broke through the white-faced young man's soul guide defense and pierced straight through his chest. The splattering blood was reflected in Wanhe San's eyes.

"You're right. Those who can survive in the Wanhe Alliance are all a bunch of lunatics." Wanhe San murmured. He held the stems and leaves of the blue silver grass, leaned forward to use the force, and patted the face of the unbelievable white-faced young man with his palm. An almost morbid joy flashed in his eyes, "But who says I am not one of them?"

"Haha, hahaha! I take back what I said, you are an alien." The fair-faced young man laughed and spat out a mouthful of blood. He raised his hand, grasped the blue silver grass, and pulled it out with all his strength, his bloodstained teeth slightly opened, "But, my dear brother, do you really dare to kill me?" "Brother."

Hearing this long-lost name, Wan Hesi's pupils trembled, and the hand holding the blue silver grass suddenly loosened. He stumbled back several steps, and looking at the blood on his palm, he couldn't stop feeling dizzy.

"You are still as useless as you were when you were a child. Even if you change your last name to Wanhe, you still can't change your useless habits. But it doesn't matter. I will give you a big gift, my dear brother."

The fair-faced young man spoke incoherently, but the light in his eyes was completely different from his state, and it became brighter and brighter. When his eyes were bright, he suddenly exerted force on the hand holding the blue silver grass, and his veins bulged. The protective soul guide he was wearing suddenly stood up and took root in his skin with a few crisp sounds, "Puff——"

Blood splattered everywhere!

At the same time, the Blue Silver Grass's connection with its owner was cut off!
"Liu Si! What are you going to do?!" The young generation of the Wanhe Alliance finally couldn't sit still anymore. They raised their brows and were furious.

"Yes, my name is Liu Si, not the Wanhe Si who is buried in the mud and cannot rest for a moment." Liu Si, the real Wanhe Si smiled slightly. Even though blood kept coming out of his mouth, it could not hinder the joy in his heart. "I, Liu Si, was born between heaven and earth to do what I want to do!"

"But the Wanhe Alliance forced my mother to death, tortured my sister, and forced me to watch the entire process of you turning my loved ones into blood slaves! Finally, you dug out my martial soul and grafted it onto this frightened loser who was begging for mercy from the enemy!"

He turned his head and stared at the people of the Wanhe Alliance behind him. The corners of his lips slightly drew a bloodthirsty arc, "I have endured for more than ten years, so long that I almost forgot that I crawled back from hell just for revenge!"

"An ungrateful bastard! Wanhe San, why don't you kill him now!" The one who had been maintaining a cold expression among the crowd finally couldn't help but shouted angrily, "Don't tarnish your name, Wanhe!"

Wan He San shrank his neck shudderingly, the morbid look in his eyes had long been driven away by a series of shocking changes.

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"Hehe, don't place high hopes on him. As for you, as long as you still have some ability to take action, hehe." Liu Si coughed heavily a few times, with a playful smile on his face, "If those old guys were still here, I might not be able to do anything to you. Now, I have to thank my good brother for bringing back the invaders."

Liu Si licked the corner of his lips, a huge wave of emotions appeared in his eyes, resentment, fanaticism, and indifference, several emotions intertwined wildly, and after a while, they completely turned into calm.

The ancient well is still and calm.

"Oh God." Liu Si murmured, and when he raised his eyes, his lips slightly raised, with a sense of relief, "I will use my blood to call my soul back to the beginning, and sacrifice the blood of my clan to fall into darkness forever!"