Chapter 1063: Persuade people to be struck by lightning

　　 Standing aside, Mrs. Zhuo, who had been silent for a long time, said suddenly: "Yang Yang, how can you talk like this?"
　　 "Oh? How do you think I should talk?" Zhuo Yangyang said lightly.
　　 "Anyway, she is your grandma anyway! You can't change this!"
　　 "Grandma?" Zhuo Yangyang sneered and pointed at Mrs. Zhuo, "Just her?"
Mrs. Zhuo sighed, "I know you have suffered a lot in the past ten years, but the old lady also apologized to you just now, then even if all this is over! You should be generous, after all, it is not a big deal. Huh!"
　　 "Generous......" Zhuo Yangyang muttered to herself.
　　 "That's right! People have to look forward, there will be no obstacles to be overwhelmed by being generous!" Mrs. Zhuo said plausibly.
　　 But as soon as she finished her voice, Zhuo Yangyang suddenly shouted, "Enough!"
　　 Mrs. Zhuo's was taken aback.
　　 At this moment, Zhuo Yangyang's figure flashed, and she appeared directly in front of Mrs. Zhuo's, stretched out her hand to pinch her neck, and then lifted it into the air.
　　 "You haven't experienced what I have suffered, why should you persuade me to be generous? Huh?" Zhuo Yangyang said bitterly.
　　 Mrs. Zhuo's eyes rolled straightly, her hands and feet struggling, but she couldn't shake Zhuo Yang Yang.
　　 Mrs. Zhuo's once elegant face finally showed a look of fear, and then said with all his strength.
　　 "Yang...Yangyang, let me down quickly, everything is easy to discuss! I...I know I was wrong!"
Xue An, who had been watching with cold eyes, suddenly laughed, "Yang Yang, seeing this woman, I suddenly remembered a sentence, must stay away from those who casually persuade you to be magnanimous, because when lightning strikes him, it will be exhausted. You! What do you think?"
　　 Zhuo Yangyang also raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, "My lord, I think this sentence is too right!"
　　 After that, Zhuo Yangyang pinched Mrs. Zhuo's hand with a sudden force.
　　 This Mrs. Zhuo felt a huge force coming, and she couldn't breathe under her pressure.
　　 The fear of death made her give up all dignity.
　　 "Don't... Yang Yang, please..."
　　 The voice did not fall.
　　 Her head was chopped off by Zhuo Yang Yang, and then rolled down, her dying fear and doubts were still frozen on that once graceful face.
　　 doesn't seem to believe that Zhuo Yangyang actually dared to kill herself.
　　 This time, the audience was shocked.
　　 Everyone did not expect that this weak-looking purple-clothed girl would be so cruel to make a shot.
　　 The old lady Zhuo and Zhuo Ya were even more shocked.
"you you……."
　　 You have been for a long time, and they can't say a complete sentence.
　　 Zhuo Yangyang raised his hand and dipped the blood droplets on his face, put it on his lips, tasted it lightly, and then grinned.
　　 "It tastes good! But I think your blood must taste better! Right?"
　　 The old lady Zhuo was shocked, she looked at Zhuo Yangyang in amazement, "You...do you really dare to kill your relatives?"
　　 Before the end of the words, Zhuo Yangyang rushed forward, grabbed the hair of the old lady Zhuo without hesitation, and sneered: "Dear? When you killed my mother, why didn't you consider kissing?"
　　 "Why didn't you consider kissing when you were about to give me to Xu Bao?"
　　 The old lady Zhuo fought with each other, and she was already speechless under the pain.
　　 Zhuo Yangyang leaned down and said in her ear: "You are actually scared! But I am just treating you the way you used to treat me!"
　　What else does the old lady Zhuo want to say.
　　 Zhuo Yangyang was no longer in the mood to talk nonsense with her, a brilliance appeared in her hand, and then she swiped across the old lady Zhuo's neck.
　　噗!
　　 The old lady Zhuo’s throat was cut open with a huge wound, and the blood spurted out, like a blood-colored rose in full bloom.
　　 Then the old lady Zhuo tightly covered her neck with her hands, as if she wanted to heal the wound in this way.
　　 But everything is in vain.
　　 The blood flowed down the fingers, and the air in the lungs was also squeezed out, forming a series of fine bubbles.
　　 Her eyes were filled with horror and horror, and she finally fell to the ground slowly and died absolutely.
　　 At this moment, Zhuo Yangyang's purple dress was already stained with blood, but her expression became more excited, then she looked at Zhuoya who had shrunk into a ball with cold eyes, and laughed.
　　 "Sister Zhuoya, when this old witch died, she was no different from a normal person! It was even more unbearable, right?"
　　 Zhuoya was almost frightened, after hearing Zhuo Yangyang's question, she nodded hurriedly.
　　 "Yes, yes! This old witch is the worst! It is great that you killed her, you will be the master of the Zhuo family in the future!"
　　 "Then don't you hate me?" Zhuo Yangyang said lightly.
　　 Zhuoya hurriedly shook her head, "Of course not, I also hate this old witch!"
　　 "But... just now I seem to have killed your mother too! So you don't hate me?" Zhuo Yangyang leaned down and looked at Zhuoya who was already sitting on the ground.
　　 Zhuoya's hairs stood up all over, and she cried out crying: "No hate, because they are all damned! Yang Yang, I really know that I was wrong, please let me go! I never..."
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　　 "They are damned, don't you deserve to die? These words, let's talk to them below!" Zhuo Yangyang said coldly.
　　 So far, Mrs. Zhuo and others have all died.
　　 and Zhuo Yang Yang became the only member of the Zhuo family to survive.
　　 Everyone in the audience looked at the purple-clothed girl with fearful eyes.
　　 At the beginning, many people ignored her, and even thought she was just a servant girl of Xue An.
　　 But Zhuo Yangyang's brutal method of killing several people just shook everyone.
　　 Especially she killed relatives who were related to her, which is even more frightening.
　　 And the strength she showed, also made many people understand.
　　 From then on, there will be a strong woman in the Cursed City.
　　 There were several corpses lying on the ground, the smell of blood was so disgusting.
　　 But no one dared to show the slightest strangeness.
　　 Xue An sighed softly and said to himself: "Should it be over?"
　　 Many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed to be over.
　　 But Xue An's next sentence brought these people's hearts up again.
　　 "It doesn't seem to be there yet!"
　　 As he said, Xue An turned his head and smiled slightly at Kang Huazang, who looked uncertain.
　　 "Are you right?".
　　 Kang Huazang seemed to have expected Xue An to ask himself, but there was no expression of fear on his face.
　　 "Xue An, I admit that I underestimated you before! Your strength is indeed enough to win respect. Our Tianfu Pavilion has accepted it this time!"