LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
88.DEATH'S CROSS.
He is on the verge of death. Other than suffering, nothing else is felt.
Not for life she could she understand what she was doing wrong. Wasn't he just going to bring Ning’er back? Why did he even meet the reaper? Brutal murderer!
I forgot to read my future before leaving!
If his neck is not destroyed by
Tan Wen Hong, he would wail and cry. Damn, how lucky!
“Stop!”
Just when Tan Wen Hong wanted to apply the final strength and send the young master to heaven, the beggar shouted.
Tan Wen Hong looked at him suspiciously, “What are you doing? Aren't they your enemies?”
The beggar was filled with worry for Xue Gang's life that even tears formed in his eyes.
Actually, he wanted to stop
Tan Wen Hong was a long time ago, but Tan Wen Hong was too fast.
He dealt with the guards in one moment, and in the next, he was in the throat of Xue Gang.
“Even if they are, I don't want to kill them!” The beggar was crying.
Tan Wen Hong frowned, “Why didn't you say it? But it's too late now.
They are no longer just your enemies, they are mine. The only end for my enemy is death!”
Tan Wen Hong's hands tightened and Xue Gang's eyes bulged. He is not far from death.
“If you don't let go, I won't guide you.” The beggar shouted while crying.
He let go and Xue Gang fell to the ground. Tan Wen Hong made a mark and Blood Infant returned while shrugging, “Since you are not afraid, why should I overcome any inconvenience in the future?”
He wiped away the tears from the beggar's little face and walked away hugging the beggar tightly, “Show me the way, then I will take you out of town, away from the Xue.” clan
“K-you villain!” The little beggar stuttered.
Tan Wen Hong sneered, “True, I'm a bad guy! But in this world, only they can survive. Good people have gone to hell.”
The beggar wiped his tears and looked at Tan Wen Hong, fearlessly.
He had seen many bad people, but no one had risen to the level of Tan Wen Hong. Yet she had never felt any hatred for Tan Wen Hong like she felt for others, instead, she felt at ease.
This feeling he did not express, but it still felt pleasant…
An hour later, a black figure appeared standing in Tan Wen Hong's previous position. The old man's beard shivered in anger as he looked at the guards on the ground.
He saw Xue Gang twitch on the ground, helped him stand up, and asked nervously, “Ganger, what's up? Who did this to you?”
Xue Gang gasped with a pale face, yet not a single word was spoken.
The old man looked at him and found that only the interior of Xue Gang was injured, while underneath was a puddle of water.
He gave Xue Gang a pill then let out a long sigh.
But Xue Gang's injury astonished him.
The wound was not heavy, it only took a month to heal.
But his mind, however, had received a great shock. He was so scared that he was peeing on his own!
Gang’er is a brave young man. Only a terrifying expert could scare him under such circumstances in such a short amount of time.