Below Luofeng Mountain, at the foot of the cliff. A corpse with cuts and bruises was lying quietly in the wind. The past branches and leaves would occasionally stay on the blood "liquid" that was about to solidify, but eventually they would still leave.
Broken clothes, under the gust of wind, showed waves of debut. At this moment, under the cliff, among the many strange noises, it seems to have become a landscape that is quite representative of "sex".
After watching the corpse for a long time, the white-haired man finally stopped, tears flowing in his eyes. Gradually he bent his body down, and Bai Zhe moved his fingers to the corpse's chest inch by inch.
After groping around his chest, a handkerchief infested with blood finally appeared in his hand. Felblood! Yes, what was wrapped in this handkerchief was the Devil's Bloodweed that the brown-haired man had in exchange for his life.
Standing in the gusty wind, the white-haired man slowly unfolded the handkerchief. At this time, the Devil's Blood Grass was extremely gorgeous in the handkerchief. Even under the gusty wind, its gorgeousness has not diminished at all.
Due to the blood soaking the handkerchief, a few blood stains were accidentally left on the stems and leaves of the Devil's Bloodweed. These blood stains are as ugly as birthmarks, and the dark "color" can't help making the whole "color" dirty.
Fortunately, this phenomenon disappeared within a short period of time. And all this is due to the crazy blood sucking ability of Devil's Blood Grass.
A few minutes later, when the Devil's Blood Plant in his hand became more and more beautiful, the white-haired man smiled. At this moment, his smile was mixed with a lot of things, sad and sad...
Although the matter has reached the end, he clearly knows that all this is not destined to end. And the moment he got the Devil's Blood Grass, this ordeal had just begun.
Now, inside the execution ground office.
Young Master Yue's expression of struggling is still so clear, his angry look is very much like his father. In the blink of an eye, the white-haired man would always be on him and see the shadow of his father, the melancholy and determined brown-haired man.
"Uncle, how much time does she have left?" After the anger was exhausted, Shao Yue returned to calm.
"Less than a week!" The white-haired man first glanced at the woman, and then replied in a low voice.
"Is it all caused by me, right?" When the troubles in my mind are solved, the crazy feeling of guilt is like a flood of gate opening, Chao Yue Shao surging.
"No, I caused it!" The white-haired man shook his head with a gloomy expression, his sorrowful voice sounded like it came from the ground.
"Uncle, you don't need to comfort me, I can bear it!" When the white-haired man took the responsibility to himself, Young Master Yue couldn't help but show a bitter smile.
"When you know the truth, maybe you won't say this again..."
"The truth? What is the truth?" After hearing this, Shao Yue quickly asked.
"Trust me, you don't want to know! Besides, I won't let you know!" The white-haired man shook his head, not half trying to tell.
"Why can't you let me know, is there any hidden secret in this?" Yue Shao questioned.
"There are many secrets. If you have to explore, maybe you should discuss with your father first. If not, then you will never know the answer!" The white-haired man's attitude is very firm, and his purpose is very obvious. , That is, no matter what, he must cover up this secret that has long fallen in the dust of the years.
"Uncle, you are really a competent guardian of secrets!" After complimenting the white-haired man, Shao Yue hugged the woman who had fainted on the ground and left across the door.
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"This may be the best ending!" The white-haired man laughed at himself as he looked at Yue Shao's long gone back.
Half an hour later, the gray-haired man was in the bedroom.
The bright lights are shaking back and forth in front of the window at this time. Between that light and dark, two dark figures were standing at the two ends of the door.
In the middle of the night, the surroundings of the room are always weird, and the wild birds outside the window are like demons, flying back and forth in the sky non-stop. The flappy wings made a ‘puff puff’ in mid-air, and the noisy sound made the two of them in the room very confused.
"Do you want to drive them away? I'm almost noisy to death by them!" Chu Feng asked after patience for a long time.
"They love to be noisy and make them noisy, the more fierce they are, the safer we will be!" The lame host smiled and said indifferently.
"You always have an excuse to prevaricate me, I hope you are right!" Chu Feng gave the lame host a white look, and said grimly.
"If you don't believe it, then you can chase them away! I won't stop you!" The lame host waved his hand, deliberately showing a nonchalant look.
"Cut!" Facing the lame host's response, Chu Feng didn't do anything except sneered.
Time passed by one minute and one second, and in a blink of an eye, the time had come to ten:59.
"Click, click!"
However, the wall clock on the wall was about to ring. In the silent corridor, there was a sudden sound of low footsteps.
"Dang, Dang..."
"Squeak!"
When the melodious bells whirled around in the room, the door of the bedroom was also pushed out.
"It's all here, why are you still hiding?" What Ling Chufeng never expected was that when the white-haired man opened the door and entered the house, he suddenly said such a sentence.
"Found it?" Chu Feng whispered to the lame host after the cabinet.
"Perhaps yes!" The lame host smiled helplessly, and then flashed out.
"I didn't expect you to be so alert. This is a bit unexpected to me!" The lame host said in front of the white-haired man with a smile.
"I guessed it was you. Actually, I found you as early as yesterday when you came. It's just that I didn't expose you face-to-face because of my love. I didn't expect you to come today!" The white-haired man Said blankly.
"So, you were prepared!" The lame host chuckled, and then sat down on the tea table.
"What do I have to prepare for, can you be a lame man, can you still threaten me?" The white-haired man said with disdain.
"That might be true!" The lame host sneered, then turned his head and shouted at Chu Feng, "The play is almost over, you should come out too!"
