Chapter 698

The dagger made a blood mark on Mu Huakang's neck. Mu Huakang's eyes were sharp, and he was ready. With a backhand movement, Mu Huahong, who had not recovered, was crushed to the ground. He held his hand and pressed it down to force Mu Huahong to take the dagger

The first stab at himself.

The sun was so bright that the dagger was cold.

Mu Huahong used all his strength to resist, and his eyes were bloodshot, staring at the dagger. The sharp edge was getting closer and closer to him.

"Father

The shrill female voice came.

Mu Huakang was over Mu Huahong. He was stunned for a second. Mu Huahong immediately pushed his hand away. The next moment, a figure flashed by and knocked Mu Huakang away from him.

Mu Huahong is sitting on the ground beside him. He looks at Jiang Qixing, like a lone wolf rushing out of the forest, rushing into Mu Huakang. He jumps from top to bottom and hits him in the face.

Mu Huakang, who was Jiang Qixing's opponent, was beaten to the side of his face. His mouth was full of blood, and he vomited a tooth directly.

Jiang Qixing is still wearing the clothes Mu Xiaxi bought for him. His hatred at the bottom of his eyes converges and turns into killing. He presses Mu Huakang, pulls out the dagger from his family and stabs Mu Huakang on the forehead.

"Don't --"

Mu Xia Xi rushed over and rushed over regardless of everything. A pair of thin white hands grasped his dagger without thinking.

“……”

Jiang Qixing's body was stiff and his eyes glared at her fiercely, "go away!"

Mu Xia Xi kept shaking his head. The blood flowed down from her fingers, but she didn't mean to let go.

Mu Huakang took the opportunity to step back and wipe his mouth. His palm was full of blood. He looked coldly at Jiang Qixing and said, "the dog in yinghannian, you are really fast!"

"Let go!"

Jiang Qixing stares at Mu Xiaxi and holds the handle tightly. "Mu Xiaxi, don't force me to do it to you!"

"I know my father is guilty. Would you let him turn himself in?" Mu Xiaxi, with tears in his eyes, begged him. Holding his dagger in both hands, he knelt down on the ground. Blood kept falling on the grass. "I beg you, Jiang Qixing, please let him turn himself in. Don't kill him. I beg you, I beg you

You see, for the sake of my initiative, don't kill him, OK? I have only one father left... I don't want to see him die in front of me any more. "

She has no mother, and she can't take it.

I really can't take it.

On the other side, Mu Huakang sees Jiang Qixing coming and immediately dials the phone to call someone. Mu Huahong immediately rushes to Mu Huakang. The two brothers fight together.

The mobile phone fell to the ground and the call was already made.

"Only one father left?" Jiang Qixing looked at her and suddenly sneered. Her red eyes were covered with mist. "Do you know how brother Han's mother died? Do you know how my parents died? My mother's neck was cut off! My dad was slashed to the skin,

My intestines are all over the floor! This account you with a surrender to me! How to return it? "Ah?"

He roared out, his eyes almost burst out, a tear fell on his face, even with years of deep hatred.

All over the place

Mu Xiaxi looked at him with a pale face. She could not imagine such a picture. Her body trembled and knelt on the ground, "I... I..."

She can't tell.

She said that she would not surrender her father, as if it were blasphemy against the dead.

"Get out of the way, I said. When I kill him, you can come to me for revenge. I'll let you take my life!"

Jiang Qixing said that he wanted to pull out the dagger recklessly, but seeing her hand full of blood, he couldn't do it, so he couldn't help breathing.

Mu Xiaxi looked at his face and closed his eyes in despair. He grabbed the dagger and went to his head. His voice was hoarse and bitter. "You kill me."

“……”

Jiang Qixing's eyes stagnated.

"I don't want revenge, I don't want to kill you, and I can't watch my father die in front of me." Mu Xiaxi looked at him with tears in his eyes, and his eyes were still begging, "you kill me, just take it as my filial piety, OK?"

She doesn't know right or wrong.

When she saw that her father was going to kill the third uncle, she knew that Jiang Qixing's guess was good, but what could she do? That's her father.

She always thought that her father was very gentle, the most loyal person in the herdsmen, and the most disdainful person in the herdsmen. Only today did she know that her respected father had killed so many people"Mu Xiaxi!"

Jiang Qixing roared out, and his hand holding the handle trembled slightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

Mu Xiaxi cried and apologized. She didn't know whether it was for mu Huakang or for herself to stop him.

She only knew that she was sorry for him, really sorry

On the other side, Mu Huakang and Mu Huahong had a hard fight, but mu Huahong was too weak after all. Mu Huakang raised his hand and knocked over the man with his elbow. Seeing that Jiang Qixing was entangled by Mu Xiaxi, he immediately grabbed a small dagger and cut at Jiang Qixing.

Jiang Qixing is haunted by Mu Xiaxi. He doesn't react until he is in front of him. With a sharp look, he releases his hand holding the dagger, and his backhand is about to block it. Mu Xiaxi has already rushed to him.

The whole small dagger fell into her chest.

“……”

Mu Huakang stood there in amazement, looking at her in disbelief.

Mu Huahong stood aside and was stunned.

“……”

Jiang Qixing stood there, his head suddenly blank, until the thin figure in front of him slowly fell down and sat down in front of him, he realized what had happened.

"What are you doing?"

Mu Huakang roared out and glared at his daughter.

"How many more people do you have to kill?" Mu Xiaxi pressed his bloody hand on his chest and looked at his father heartily, "please stop, I beg you to stop..."

The sun was shining across the lake, still surprisingly calm.

On the hillside, even the wind is accompanied by the smell of blood.

"Why even you think it's my fault!" Mu Huakang cried out excitedly, "it's their fault! Ying Yongxi is a water flower, she betrayed your father! It's her damn it! It's housekeeper Feng who can't keep the secret! He should die, too! Your father's gone. He's in the cold years

So good, just like my own son! As soon as Mu Huahong's memory is awakened, he wants to take away Ying Hannian. He should die! These people, they all die! Those who rebel against your father and fight against your father will die! I'm just protecting your father! "

“……”

Mu Xiaxi sat on the ground and looked at him confusedly. His breath became weaker and weaker.

"He has a split personality." Mu Huahong, who was wounded all over, came from behind step by step, blood stained through the patient's uniform on his shoulder.

split personality? Mu Xiaxi looks at his father stupidly. He only thinks that God has made a big joke on her.