The rolling knife meat travels through the book, and the scumbag father and grandparents are left wi

When He Bichun and the middle-aged man rushed over, the villa was already completely shrouded in black fog.

He Bichun raised her foot and was about to rush in, but was stopped by the middle-aged man.

"The formation is complete, and there's nothing we can do to reverse the situation." The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed with a look of compassion.

"But Hanwen is still inside!" He Bichun said unwillingly and fearfully: "Master Song, please save him..."

Master Song raised his hand to interrupt her and said, "I'm sorry, I can't do anything."

"I've already told you that this formation is extremely powerful. Once it's completed, I won't be able to stop it."

"No... No..." He Bichun screamed in despair: "My Hanwen... What should I do with Hanwen..."

Although Chen Bichun acted like she loved her son dearly, she did not dare to take another step towards the villa.

"We can only leave it to fate." Master Song sighed and was about to pull Chen Bichun away.

Although Chen Bichun looked towards the villa with grief, her steps unconsciously followed the force of Master Song and she walked back.

However, before they got close to the car, they were blocked by bodyguards rushing out of the villa.

The bodyguards didn't say a word and dragged the two of them into the villa.

"No... Help..." Not to mention Chen Bichun, even Master Song was frightened.

Being thrown in the middle of the living room, Sui Yi circled around the two people.

"It's the late night, and you don't rest. A single man and a single woman come here to have an affair?" Sui said nothing nice the moment he opened his mouth.

At this time, He Bichun didn't bother to argue with Sui Yi. Her anxious eyes fell on Chong Hanwen, then she got up, ran over, grabbed his hand and pulled him out.

"Hanwen, hurry up and follow your mother, otherwise it will be too late..." In her opinion, since those bodyguards were able to get out just now, there is still time.

Chong Hanwen stood there without moving, his face tense, his expression solemn and painful: "Mom, what on earth did you do?!"

Although Sui Yi didn't say anything, he felt an unprecedented danger.

"Let's talk about it outside. I'll tell you everything after we get out." He Bichun avoided his sight and dragged him out the door.

"Instead of asking her, you might as well ask this old bastard who set up the formation." Sui Yi turned everyone's attention to Master Song.

"I say, old bastard, we have no grudges against each other, isn't it a bit too much for you to be so cruel?"

"How do you know?!" Master Song looked at Sui Yi in surprise.

"Come on, with this villa and dark clouds covering the roof, who can't see the problem?" Sui Yi indicated that she was not blind.

"Then why are you still here?" Master Song didn't understand. Wouldn't a normal person run away when encountering such a thing?

"I just want to experience how powerful this formation is." Sui Yi lied.

Master Song's expression is unpredictable. Can this be easily understood?

Just then, the wind started to blow in the house.

Although the wind was light, it still seemed very strange inside the tightly closed doors and windows.

Master Song struggled emotionally and said, "Run quickly, or it will be too late..."

As soon as Sui went up to him, he kicked him, making him howl.

"Tell me why you want to harm us first." Sui Yi continued to question Master Song as if he did not sense any danger.

"It was... Madam Chong who gave me the money and asked me to use this soul sacrifice formation to enhance her fortune." Master Song explained intermittently: "Madam Chong gave me Mr. He's birth date and time, and that day I looked at Mr. He's... Mr. He's fortune, which was extremely good and blessed."

"As long as she borrows Mr. He's life, even if she can't reach Mr. He's height, she will be able to live a safe and prosperous life in the future."

"Whose blood is the blood-wrapped silk made of?" Sui Yi asked Master Song, blinking his big curious eyes.

"Who are you?!" Master Song was surprised.

She knew about the Soul Sacrifice Formation and could see the bloody threads. If she hadn't been guided by an expert, then she must be a master of mysticism with a high level of cultivation.

"Am I asking you or are you asking me?" Sui Yi kicked him again.

Master Song said honestly, "It belongs to Madam Chong."

Sui Yi glanced at Madam Chong with interest and asked Master Song: "You should have explained the use of the blood-wrapped silk to Madam Chong, right?"

Master Song nodded: "I said, people with blood-binding silk will have something to do with the owner of the blood-binding silk..."

Having said that, Master Song looked at He Bichun with difficulty speaking.

"Hurry up and tell me." Sui Yi couldn't bear it anymore and kicked him again.

I was waiting to see the hero's wonderful expression when he found out the truth, but this guy actually let her down.

"You can't say it!" Just as Master Song was about to open his mouth, He Bichun shouted excitedly.

"Let's talk about it outside if there's anything. Mom will go out and explain it to you, okay?" He Bichun pulled Chong Hanwen and pleaded.

Chong Hanwen's heart beat uncontrollably, and his eyes showed some struggle and...heartache!

Then he shook his head violently, and looked at his biological mother with horror: "Mom! You..."

"The blood-wrapped silk was created by a female Xuan cultivator in the past in order to win back her cheating husband."

Seeing that Mr. Song was not helpful, Suiyi had to go on by himself.

There is no need to say more about the rest. Chong Hanwen just wore it for a short time. If it was worn for a longer time, the mother and son might have had an "earth-shattering"... uh, extraordinary (abnormal) love affair.

"Mom also wanted to save you..." He Bichun explained in embarrassment and panic: "Master Song said that this would connect our destinies, and you would be fine even if you live here."

"Mom originally wanted to take down the red string after you get through this."

"Madam Chong..." Sui Yi interrupted again, "Have you ever thought that a blood-wrapped silk made with other people's blood could also save your son?"

Haven't you thought about it?

Still not willing?

The answer to this question is interesting.

"Mom!" Chong Hanwen couldn't control himself and yelled at He Bichun, "Do you know what you are doing?!"

She killed her own nephew and made her own son wear a blood-stained silk ribbon. The face of this mother, whom he once respected so much, now terrified him!

The surrounding wind gradually formed a large vortex, enveloping everyone in the room.

The tornado was not very powerful, and it was even a bit like a gentle caress, making people feel very comfortable, but Master Song showed a look of horror.

"It's over... It's over..." He looked like a wandering soul that had given up struggling, despair written all over his face.

Seeing Master Song's condition, He Bichun seemed to know what was going to happen. She let go of Chong Hanwen's hand and ran out the door.