Every day I open my eyes, I'm running for my life

Chapter 20

Lin Fenghe was struck through the heart by the sharp claws of the little beast, and the remaining force shattered his internal organs, exploding a bloody hole in Lin Fenghe's chest.

Feeling the heat on his forearms, the little beast grinned and giggled.

Then he continued to increase his strength, passed through Lin Fenghe's chest, and easily grabbed Shen Luan behind Lin Fenghe with his sharp claws.

Before Shen Luan could recover from the shock of Lin Fenghe's death, his head was crushed by the little beast with his bare hands.

A dead hoot.

Lin Fenghe felt the blood flowing away, his head felt dizzy and his eyes were dark.

A little indulgence, and he passed out completely.

The black-haired beast looked at the lifeless corpse hanging on its forearm, and threw her out with a casual flick.

It was on all fours, facing Wuyun's eyes. A dark mouth split into a crescent moon, revealing two sharp teeth, dazzlingly white.

Wu Yun still used Li Tao's body. He looked at Xibao who was lying on the ground and surrounded by a protective cover, and he rushed over in three steps at a time.

"Hahahahaha..."

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time -"

"I am finally free hahahahaha..."

Wu Yun smiled crazily and quickly came to Xi Bao's side.

The black-haired beast also stepped forward, raising its front paws to tear open the barrier.

But when he started to take action, he noticed a familiar aura suddenly appearing behind him.

It turned quickly and vigilantly, and when it saw the person behind it clearly, it turned into a black smoke and disappeared instantly.

Wu Yun, who was waiting for it to tear the barrier apart, was still immersed in the joy of breaking through the seal, and did not notice Yuan Heng coming over at all.

"Full shape?"

Yuan Heng looked at the bodyless Wu Yun on the ground and spoke in surprise.

Wu Yun finally noticed Yuan Heng walking over. He suddenly looked up and fell to the ground when he saw Yuan Heng's face clearly.

"Immortal Lord Gu Lin..."

As if he had seen some savage beast, Wu Luck had no need to react and even forgot about escaping.

Yuan Heng looked at the dying Xi Bao on the ground, then turned to look at the dying Lin Fenghe, frowning slightly.

He twisted the technique, and the jade ring at his fingertips instantly turned into a long sword.

"Long time no see, no luck." Yuan Heng said expressionlessly, but there was a hint of lightness in his tone.

Wu Yun sat paralyzed on the ground, in a daze, unable to maintain his human form.

One moment he changed from Li Tao to Lin Fenghe, another moment he became the aunt of the Li family, Miao Xin of the Miao family, and finally he turned into a white-haired rabbit, but in the blink of an eye he turned into a fat pig with colorful skin.

"If you get involved with the Xuan Ming Dog again, I won't mind cutting off your intelligence with the Jade Flute Sword."

Yuan Heng pointed the tip of the jade flute sword directly at Wu Yun's spiritual root. Wu Yun was so frightened that he nodded hurriedly.

"I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore... Please forgive me..."

Wu Yun finally found his voice and transformed into a bald child kneeling on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

The long sword turned back into a jade ring, Yuan Heng knelt down with satisfaction and looked down at him.

"I am no longer an immortal king."

He stretched out his right hand and attached it to Wu Luck's bald head to stop his movements.

"When you see me again in the future, call me your original boss."

Yuan Heng said, releasing a wisp of white smoke from his cuffs.

The white smoke was like a small snake, crawling up the cheeks of Wu Luck's bald head and getting into his nostrils.

After doing all this, Yuan Heng stopped his hand and stood up happily.

He raised his feet and came to Xibao's side. With a wave of his hand, he cast a silent spell and the person disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Then he walked to Lin Fenghe and leaned over to carefully look at the slowly healing wound on Lin Fenghe's chest. "Thank you...thank you, former principal." Wu Yun tried to hook his fingers, but when Neng moved, he disappeared as if he was running away.

Yuan Heng saw that Lin Fenghe still had a large wound that was not healed. He reached into it, released some spiritual power, and wandered around Lin Fenghe's body, but returned without success.

He frowned, stood up and waved, using the teleportation spell to send the person to Jiang Shulan's house.

The world was spinning, it was already dark at that time, Lin Fenghe's wounds were all healed, but there was no sign of waking up.

Qingsang followed the order and came to take care of Xibao. She looked at the golden body spell on Xibao and clenched her fists.

After calming down for a few breaths, Qingsang swallowed his breath and let go to change Xibao's dressing.

At the same time, Yuan Heng was inserting a touch of spiritual power into Lin Fenghe's consciousness.

"You lose money! You shouldn't have let old Biden pick you up in the first place!"

"I should have strangled you to death, you stupid thing! I've fed you so many years of food for nothing, and it would be great if you were asked to repay me! You were so damn unwilling, you even kicked me."

"See if I won't beat you to death today!"

When his vision was still blurry, he heard a drunken man yelling and cursing.

"Dad, I don't want to marry him, he whips me."

In the haze, a little girl suddenly appeared. She was wearing a tattered red dress that was washed white and had extremely ill-fitting cuffs. She could barely tell that it was a wedding dress.

She knelt on the ground with a bloody, bruised face and kept weeping.

Although he was kneeling, his back was straight and he pouted with an unconvinced look.

As the master appeared, Yuan Heng's vision suddenly opened up. He was in it and finally saw clearly where he was.

Thatched houses, mud walled land.

Standing in front of Lin Qinghe, who was only five years old, was her alcoholic father.

Lin Qiang stared at his little eyes, raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat from his garlic nose, and breathed heavily.

"You can't bear it when he slaps you? Do you know that not only does your father have no money to drink, but you also have to pay him a fortune!"

"Now the whole village knows that you were sent back."

"Bah, I have to beat you to death today, you lose money."

After Lin Qiang said this, he picked up the fire stick and went to beat Lin Qinghe.

Lin Qinghe ran around in fear, but because the door was locked, she could not escape and was beaten severely.

During the beating, Lin Qinghe kept trying to run away, but was caught by Lin Qiang.

The wedding dress that was put on Lin Qinghe was torn to pieces by Lin Qiang with brute force, revealing Lin Qinghe's bruised upper body.

The old drunkard was immediately confused when he saw Lin Qinghe's exposed upper body. He pulled Lin Qinghe over and threw the fire stick in his hand.

He attached his hands to Lin Qinghe's body, stroking back and forth, and screamed in his mouth.

"You bitch, if you can't sell it, I'll enjoy it first. You should repay me after eating for so many years."

Lin Qinghe watched Lin Qiang's big, unshaven mouth close to hers, and raised her hands to resist in horror, even using her hands and feet.

"Dad, dad, I am Qinghe, I am not Miss Zhang."

"Dad...Dad, please..."

"I'm Qinghe..."

Lin Qinghe was held down by Lin Qiang, and her bruised face was pinned to the ground. She cried uncontrollably with tears, but to no avail.

During the struggle, Lin Qiang accidentally knocked off the small porcelain jar containing Mr. Lin's ashes on the table.

The porcelain jar hit Lin Qinghe's head and rolled to the ground. The ashes inside were scattered all over the ground.

Lin Qinghe suddenly felt as if his brain had been smashed open. A wave of hatred rose up in his heart and flowed through his limbs.

Finally, it condensed into invisible power, and exploded completely as Lin Qinghe shouted.

"what--"

(End of this chapter)