Chapter 684

Chen Hua waved the patriarch's hand and smiled coldly: "Grandpa, why do you want to help song Ningxue up? Let her take my rights? What's good about her? She just looks like Grandma!"

The old clan leader was so angry that he didn't take it. He was so angry that he trembled all over. He raised his crutch and shouted coldly: "you are presumptuous! I spoil you too much, so you can be so unscrupulous!"

"Spoil me? That's really nice. If all the people in the ethereal clan died, you would spoil me? Don't think I don't know what you want to do. Ethereal will never revive grandma. You'd better die this heart! I won't give ethereal decision to you! Since you are so old and disrespectful, I don't need to respect you any more!"

When he was young, he did not receive attention. He had a war with the Yanluo Pavilion. Countless people were killed and injured in the misty family. Therefore, among the few superiors, only he, his aunt who had escaped from the island and song Ningxue were left.

This is why for so many years, the patriarch just sent someone to find song Ningxue and gave up her aunt, because the outside world is actually better than this broken island. Some people in this ethereal family have been free. On the contrary, some people will be bound in this dark struggle forever.

Pop!

A loud slap sounded in the dark hall. The sound echoed in the whole stone hall. He Hua covered his face, looked at the ethereal clan leader coldly, and his tone was cold and sharp: "from today on, I will never respect you as my grandfather. The ethereal clan is my father's hard work, and I will never let them be destroyed by you!"

He Hua covered his face and strode towards the gradually bright long road. Looking at the figure, the old clan leader was stunned and looked at his trembling hand. He just felt that the whole person was like falling into the cold ice.

The old clan leader murmured his lips, but he could still remember how the little granddaughter looked when she tried her best to protect him. How could he be willing to destroy the misty family, but the man was so similar to her

Looking at the figure of kuehua running away in a hurry, the old clan leader sighed helplessly. The scepter in his hand threw hard on the ground. The lines on the ground gradually lit up, and an extremely complex pattern gradually appeared on it. The old clan leader glanced in a hurry and strode away towards the position where kuehua ran away.

Song Ningyu shrinks into Baigong Zilin's arms, and the whole person clenches his teeth. Gong Zilin holds her and constantly loses internal power to her, but it still has no effect. The sweat on song Ningyu's face never stops. Song Ningxue hooks his lips and sneers behind him. He looks at Gong Zilin walking with song Ningyu, and laughs more and more.

"If you feel pain, you can cry out. Miss Ben likes to hear your painful voice best."

Song Ningyu didn't have time to talk to her, but just clenched her teeth. Gong Zilin was afraid that she would bite her tongue and held song Ningyu tightly. He said anxiously, "bite me if it hurts. Don't hurt your tongue!" song Ningyu's mouth was full of blood. It was because he was too hard to bite his teeth. Song Ningyu was a little angry. Since Gong Zilin was determined to marry Ming Tianni, why do you want to be kind to her again!

She pushed Gong Zilin fiercely. Song Ningyu's physical strength has greatly decreased. The whole person is in pain. She has no extra strength to fight Gong Zilin. Her breath is a little cold, mixed with the resentment of gnashing her teeth: "you let me down. Now we are not related. I don't need you to be kind again!"

Song Ningxue stood behind song Ningyu, picked her eyebrows, hugged her arms and smiled coldly: "yes, this man is not a good thing. Now you look at people, they are going to get married, but you still come to hold you. Ning Yu, didn't you say that if anyone loses you, you will kill him? Now it's a good opportunity."

With her constant provocation, song Ningyu became a little confused. Gong Zilin held the people in his arms tightly and walked through the winding corridor. A figure roared behind him and shouted coldly, "song Ningxue! Stay away from Ning Yu!"

Bang, with Kan Hua's cold slap, song Ningxue turned to meet him. The two women fought on the bright long road outside the bright pearl of the night. Gong Zilin ran straight towards the road with song Ningyu in his arms and drank coldly: "Hold on! Hold on, do you hear me? I'll find the misty decision! Anyway, we must live, and only when we live can we have hope!"

He understood the pain and how desperate it was. He was as desperate as introducing people into the boundless hell. If he hadn't had such an obsession in his heart, he would have died in his own hands!

Song Ningyu tightly pinched Gong Zilin's arm. She was in a daze with pain. She bit hard at Gong Zilin's arm. Gong Zilin's evil eyebrows frowned hard, held the people in her arms tightly, and kicked open the stone door comparable to the main hall. The stone door was smashed under Gong Zilin's huge internal force.

The two coffins were exposed together. There were two grooves on the coffin. In the groove, the style of the jade could be seen faintly. Gong Zilin raised his hand and threw the two jade into the groove. Song Ningyu was tightly held in his arms by Gong Zilin. He could only hear a faint sigh in the air.

The two people who had been fighting all the way stopped their actions, stared at the direction of song Ningyu, and their eyes were cold.

Song Ningyu tasted the deep bloody smell in her mouth. As soon as she entered the coffin, song Ningyu felt that the pain in her body had been alleviated a lot. She looked carefully at the main hall of the bedroom. There were several pictures in the hall. In the picture, it was about the difference between the two people in the coffin from the first sight to the last.

Kuehua pushed away song Ningxue, who was holding her shoulder, took a few steps and knelt down towards the two people. Lang said, "kuehua, the patriarch of the misty clan, paid a visit to her ancestors and their mother-in-law."

The old clan leader stood beside song Ningyu with a scepter and slightly floating steps. Kan Hua stood up and his eyes fell on song Ningyu, revealing some joy: "Ningyu, do you still hurt?"

Gong Zilin hugged song Ningyu and didn't care about the wound on her arm at all. Her eyes fell on song Ningyu, full of inquiry. Song Ningyu shook her head and patted Gong Zilin's arm. However, Gong Zilin hissed and put song Ningyu slowly on the ground. Song Ningyu was surprised and pulled Gong Zilin's sleeve expressionless.

The whole solid arm was covered with blue and purple finger prints. On a wound on the arm, blood was slowly flowing. It was a deep tooth print. Song Ningyu's eyes were slightly dark. He took out a bottle of medicine from his arms and wiped it on Gong Zilin's arm.