The Heaven-defying Little Crazy Concubine: The Ghost Emperor Chased His Wife

Chapter 174 This is the end

"I..." she kept repeating in monosyllables.

Unable to utter a word, she leaned against the corner, trembling slightly, as weak as if she would disappear at any moment, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and the plate in her hand fell to the ground.

The city is deep enough here, so it is even more impossible to let her go, directly into the fire of Nirvana, chuckle, turn and leave, this kind of thing should not exist.

"Not allowed to leave the city!"

A row of cavalry outside the city wall slowly closed the city gate, shouting with difficulty, stopping the crazy crowd.

"Brother, you can do what you want, if you stay here, we're all going to die."

"Yes, please, our family is still alive."

"Yeah, why"

One after another, people knelt on the ground, begging humbly, dignity is not important in front of fate.

"If you take a step forward, it will be his fate!" It is necessary to warn Hari, otherwise he will be afraid without him.

He swept around the crowd, and the voice full of spiritual power clearly reached everyone's ears, like a stick hitting the heart, strength is the foundation, if you don't have strength, you can only shut up.

Seeing a person kneeling at the front, I had an idea in my heart, narrowed my eyes suddenly, took a step forward, and with a puffing sound, the spear was thrust into the throat,

Everyone around was frightened by the sudden scene.

He didn't let out a whine, his wide and unwilling eyes lost their vitality, he twitched, and collapsed to the ground, he kicked violently, and threw it away in disgust.

The blood spurted out in an instant, scattered in the air, and fell on the cold ground,

Splashing into the crowd, they scattered in an instant, as if they were avoiding something dirty, and bad luck would fall on themselves in the next second.

He fell to the ground, glaring blood stains covered his face, only a pair of resentful and unwilling eyes recorded all this, leaving the debt to the next life.

Only the muscles are still trembling, touched unconsciously, and then expressing a desire.

He stepped forward and stabbed his chest with a knife. He didn't move at all. He dug out the cursed eyes and solved the trouble in his heart.

"See! This is what happens," he said, pointing ahead.

The corpse was lying alone in front of the city gate, blood stains spread all around, and they all avoided it, refusing to get a little bit contaminated.

A figure, about seven or eight years old, emerged from the crowd timidly.
I looked around, threw myself in front of that person, and burst into tears, venting all the despair and fear that had been accumulated for several days, which was heartbreaking.

Wearing a coarse cloth, a peace blessing hangs around his neck, hanging down.

"Father, wake up. Mother has already gone to see the doctor. If you want the doctor to come, Daddy will wake up."

"Didn't dad agree to find a shop when I leave the city...""

"Why did that person hurt Daddy? Daddy did nothing wrong. Why!"

He thought for a while, then reached out to take down the Ping An Fu, sobbing, "Daddy, tell me, this is for keeping safe, now Heng'er will give you this,"

He knelt on the ground, carefully placed it on his chest, and gently peeled off the blood on his face.

"It doesn't matter if Daddy can't see you, Heng'er will always hold you by his side." As if making a promise, he nodded.

Holding the hand that was gradually losing body temperature, the despair slowly prolongs, crying until he loses the last bit of strength, he is not stupid, he knows what is happening unexpectedly.

No one stepped forward, only occasionally a sympathetic gaze swept over. No one dared to linger for too long, fearing that the next one would be themselves, and people's hearts are the same.

He continued to hold the spear, his hands stained with dried blood.Everyone looked at him and thought of all the previous things.

(End of this chapter)