All evildoers are black-bellied: Out of print Concubine Diao

739. Coveting the world is not as good as you 67

"Helian Kuang, how could you just die like this!" Pushing Xiao Jingchen away violently, Qianmian Du Niang shook Helian Kuang's body with a harsh tone.

How could he just die like this, she wanted him to suffer a thousand times the pain she suffered!

Why!Why did he die so easily!What will she do in the years to come, what will she do!

The dying Helian Kuang suddenly opened his eyes, and gently reached out to cover her cheek, "Don't cry..."

"I didn't cry, even if you died, I wouldn't shed a single tear!"

"Ahem..." That's right, he is still demanding something, he is going to die, and he is still obsessed with something, apart from hatred, there is nothing left between them.

The Thousand Faced Poison Maiden knocked down his hand, and hurriedly covered her face, as if she instinctively didn't want him to see her like this.

When she was young, she secretly learned to hide from laziness, and she only learned 25 forms of Huanhua swordsmanship. She only learned ten forms.

In the past 20 years, she has made the best use of everything she has and tried all kinds of crooked methods to improve her martial arts. This face has long since been shattered and lost its brilliance, just like an old woman.

"Xiangsi, no matter what you become...it's still my lovesickness..." Helian's mad eyes flashed regret, if it wasn't for dealing with him, she wouldn't have to practice any poisonous skills to make herself into this appearance.

"Helian Kuang, I hate you!"

"Ahem..." Helian coughed violently and vomited blood.

"Thousand-faced poisonous lady, do you really want to make Master die with peace!" Xiao Jingchen frowned, facing Helian Kuang, he was really powerless. If Helian Kuang hadn't taken him as a disciple and taught him martial arts when he was young, even Even if he has no talent, he can't escape the murderous hand of the palace. For such a person, he will never have the chance to repay him.

"Helian Kuang, you owe me so much, do you think you can settle everything once you die! Do you think you can pay off what you owe me after you die! Impossible, never possible!"

"Mu Li, come here!" Qian Mian Du Niang's sharp eyes swept over Mu Li who was supported by Xiao Qin.

Mu Li had just been slapped by the poisonous lady with thousands of faces, and she couldn't stand still with her own strength. She was always supported by Xiaoqin and stood aside, listening attentively to what was happening around her, fearing that she would be defeated by her master. Come, but never thought that man would kill himself, willing to die under the sword of his master. Hearing the words between them, it's hard not to be touched.

No wonder ten years ago, the master suddenly disappeared and left himself behind. To bear such hatred, he definitely didn't want to bring her into the rivers and lakes to cause these bloody storms...

"Xiaoqin helped me over there."

"No, she will kill you!" Xiaoqin shook her head, and looked at the Thousand Faced Poison Maiden in fear.

Qiyin didn't know what Qianmian Duan Niang wanted to do, but she didn't think she would take Muli's life, "Xiaoqin helped Muli over there."

"Miss." Xiaoqin pursed her lips somewhat unwillingly, but obediently helped Muli to go there.

"Helian Kuang, look at her, does she look a lot like me..." Qianmian Du Niang grabbed Mu Li and brought her closer to Helian Kuang.

Blinking her dazed, empty eyes lightly, Mu Li could feel Helian Kuang's excitement after seeing her face.

"She...she..."

"It looks like me, doesn't it?" Qianmian Duan Niang stroked Muli's face, her expression was a little sad, her eyes suddenly became sharp, "She is my daughter, of course she looks like me."

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