Xiaoyouzhutian, send Yi Xiaochuan to the palace to start

He Yuanjun screamed in pain. She covered her bloody face with one hand and her abdomen with the other, her body twisting in pain on the ground.

Her eyes were filled with fear and despair. She could never have imagined that she would end up like this, nor could she have imagined that Li Mochou would do such a cruel thing.

This is even more cruel than killing her. What does a woman care about most? Of course, it is her appearance. Whether in ancient times or modern times, appearance is what every woman cares about most.

Lu Zhanyuan looked at the tragic scene in front of him and his heart trembled. He looked at He Yuanjun lying on the ground with a grim face, and at Li Mochou who was glaring at him with a sword in hand.

He was even thinking about whether he should follow Li Mochou back. After all, He Yuanjun's face was scratched and she was extremely ugly. How could she be worthy of him? Perhaps it would be safer to have such a person by his side.

Just as he was daydreaming, Liu Hao's voice broke the silence again: "Kill this kind of person and put an end to it. Keeping him in the world will only be a stumbling block to your progress."

Liu Hao's voice was cold and without a trace of emotion. Suddenly, a sharp sword energy surged out from his fingertips and went straight towards Lu Zhanyuan.

"No!..." Li Mochou's face changed drastically when she saw this, but she couldn't stop it at all.

Lu Zhanyuan looked at the sword energy coming towards him in horror, his face turned pale as paper in an instant, and his eyes revealed his reluctance and attachment to this world. However, all this could not be changed.

"Shh..."

As the sword energy fell, Lu Zhanyuan was instantly cut in half by the sword energy.

Blood gushed out, staining the surrounding ground red. His body, which was split in two, slowly fell down, and he died with an unwilling look in his eyes.

Liu Hao was very happy when he saw Lu Zhanyuan dead. It was useless for such a person to die. When did Li Mochou change her weapon from a sword to a whisk? It was after she was hurt by this unfaithful man.

In Liu Hao's opinion, Li Mochou looks better with a sword, and she can throw away the whisk and other things in the future.

(Lu Wushuang is set to be the child of Lu Zhanyuan's younger brother, so there is no delay...)

After Lu Zhanyuan's death, time around him seemed to have stopped and everything became quiet. Li Mochou stared blankly at Lu Zhanyuan's body, tears flowing uncontrollably, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto the ground.

As for He Yuanjun, she was also shocked by the cruel scene before her. She looked at Lu Zhanyuan lying on the ground in horror, and for a moment she seemed to forget the pain in her body.

She had never seen such a bloody and cruel scene, a person was split in half, such means were rare in the martial arts world.

Her eyes widened and her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to speak. Even ants can survive, just disfigured and invisible. She didn't want to die at such a young age.

"Hey, he's just a heartless man. Look at it more positively. You should know that the world is so big and there are so many good men, like the one in front of you."

Seeing Li Mochou's demented look, Liu Hao shook his head and came to her, trying to comfort her.

Who knew that Li Mochou's eyes were full of anger, and the tip of the sword was pointing directly at Liu Hao's throat.

She looked at Liu Hao with tears in her eyes and shouted angrily: "Who are you? Why do you want to kill him?"

Liu Hao was slightly stunned after hearing this, and then he said, "Didn't I introduce myself? My name is Liu Hao, why did you kill him? It's obvious, he is so heartless and has failed your kindness, and he even plotted against you twice."

"If such a scum is left in the world, wouldn't he be a scourge to others? Why don't you kill him and keep him here for the New Year?"

As soon as Liu Hao finished speaking, Li Mochou's expression froze on the spot, and her tears seemed to slowly stop. It seemed that she had agreed with what Liu Hao said.

After a while, Li Mochou put the sword back into the scabbard, looked at Lu Zhanyuan's body expressionlessly, and walked aimlessly in one direction.

"Hey, Miss Li, what should we do with this woman? Are you not going to kill her?"

When Liu Hao saw Li Mochou leaving, he quickly followed her and reminded her curiously.

He Yuanjun, who was lying on the ground, was so frightened that her heart was broken. At the same time, she secretly cursed Liu Hao for meddling in other people's business. She quickly covered her face and dared not open her eyes, for fear that Li Mochou would stab her with a sword in the next second.

Unexpectedly, Li Mochou didn't even turn her head, and snorted coldly: "This bitch, it's too easy for her to die. I want to let the world see her in this horrible state, and let all women in the world see that there are some things that cannot be done!"

After saying this, Li Mochou continued walking forward.

After hearing this, He Yuanjun took a deep breath, as if celebrating her survival.

"Yeah, I also think it's too quick to let someone die, so I usually torture them first."

"It seems that we have some similarities in some aspects." Liu Hao walked beside Li Mochou and laughed.

"Why are you following me?" Li Mochou didn't look at him and spoke lightly, without a trace of emotion in her tone. It seemed that she no longer trusted the man, or perhaps the man she loved most had just passed away.

"Me? The famous Red-robed Fairy Li Mochou in the martial arts world. I came here because of your reputation." Liu Hao looked at her with a smile on his face.

"Now that you know my name, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"Not afraid."

"why?"

"You can't beat me."

Li Mochou: “…”

(Do you want Huang Rong? I am quite confused. I leave the decision to you.)

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