Dijun, your bride ran away again

Chapter 571 Massacre
Yan Wuhu looked back at the person standing not far away, but couldn't help being startled, and called out, "Chen'er? You..."

His eyes narrowed, and there was an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, just because the person in front of him gave people a strong coldness and strangeness.

Yuan Qingchen was still wearing the green bamboo-colored brocade gown, but red flowers bloomed on the green bamboo on his chest, which were Mu Youning's blood.

He walked over slowly, stepping on a few fallen leaves, his handsome pale face was expressionless, only a pair of pupils concealed raging fireworks.

"Don't kill him."

Yuan Qingchen's voice was a bit hoarse, he squatted down, took out a plain white square scarf from his arms, gently wiped off the blood on Yuan Xiangfeng's face, and called him: "Father."

"Father", but it made Yuan Xiangfeng lose his eyes.

He thought that Yuan Qingchen was still thinking about the relationship between father and son, and he was reluctant to let him die, so his heart was inevitably filled with strong emotions, and his voice full of remorse choked slightly: "Chen'er."

"Does it hurt?"

Yuan Qingchen raised his brows slightly, moved his gaze to his bruised wound, then covered it with a veil, and said in a faint voice: "She must also be in pain, so..."

He made a sound at the end, and without any warning, he poked a finger into the exploded flesh of Yuan Xiangfeng's chest through the veil, and wrung it fiercely.

"what!"

Yuan Xiangfeng let out a cry of pain, his face was pale, sweat dripped from his forehead, he stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes in shock, seemingly unbelievable.

One moment he was moved and thought that Chen'er was still thinking about their father-son relationship, but the next moment, he was severely slapped in the face by reality.

It turned out that he didn't let him die, not because he was reluctant, but because he wanted to torture and kill him!
"You are really ruthless!"

Yuan Xiangfeng's words are not derogatory, but sincere praise.

It was what he did that forced the originally free and unfettered playboy into a ruthless and heartless devil.

This demon was created by him.

Yuan Qingchen pursed his lips, and the movements of his hands became more and more fierce. The indifferent voice said: "This is what you taught me, and I just return what I have learned to you."

Yuan Xiangfeng trembled in pain, his hands and feet kept trembling, and he begged in a trembling voice: "You kill me, kill me!"

This torture is more painful than death.

"If you kill your father, you will be struck by lightning. In the future, your son will honor you well and take care of you until your death. He will never let you die happily."

A bloodthirsty smile rose from the corner of Yuan Qingchen's lips, and the square scarf covering Yuan Xiangfeng's wound had already been stained crimson by blood, which was shocking.

Yuan Xiang was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to commit suicide. He half-closed his eyes and murmured: "I still remember when you were eight years old, you had smallpox and the high fever persisted. The imperial doctor said you were hopeless, but I do not believe.

I hugged you without sleep, took care of you for seven days and seven nights, and finally rescued you.

When you were ten years old, you quarreled with me because of your mother, ran away from home, but was abducted by human traffickers, I chased you for more than ten miles and snatched you back, and..."

"Shut up!"

Yuan Qingchen's face was sullen, and he reprimanded sharply, with a fierce light in his eyes, staring at him with a gloomy face and said: "The person you mentioned is already dead, have you forgotten? He was forced to death by you! "

He grabbed Yuan Xiangfeng's collar and sneered: "You owe him, Mu Youning, I will let you get it back bit by bit!"

　Hei Shizi is so distressing, isn't it?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)