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An Jingshen received Ning Meng's reply, and looked at Yang's gaze again, full of murderous intent and fierceness.

Even, An Jingshen took down the saber hanging on the wall.

The long sword was out of its sheath, and it shone coldly.

Yang was startled. She looked at An Jingshen with a look a little unbelievable: "Depth, what are you going to do!"

"Mother." An Jingshen's green face was deep. He clenched the long sword in his hand and slowly said: "Mother and father have always been affectionate for so many years, so it's not as good as his son does today. A filial piety, let the mother go with his father."

"You, you are going to kill me!" Yang stared at the long sword in An Jingshen's hand. He couldn't believe that his son, who was pregnant in October and loved and raised by the thousands, would actually go to the mother-killing. the road.

Moreover, she was the one who killed herself!

"Jing Hao, stun your brother, your brother is crazy, your brother is crazy!" Yang moved his feet, stepped back a few steps, and urged An Jinghao.

But at this moment, a figure quietly walked behind An Jinghao.

With a "pouch", a dagger was inserted into An Jinghao's body.

An Jinghao's eyes widened and fell to the ground, blood slid down the corners of his mouth.

Yang cried out "Ah", on the contrary, An Linglong, who stabbed her own brother, looked calm.

She wiped the blood-stained right hand, raised her head to An Jingshen and said: "Second brother, look, I solved a problem for you, you take me along."

An Jingshen looked gloomy, but did not refuse An Linglong's request.

He nodded, then turned to look at Ningmeng: "The two of us, can we leave?"

"Of course you can, let's go." Ningmeng waved her wings and generously made way for the two of them.

"No, you can't go!" Yang Clan couldn't care about the sadness of losing a son. She raised her hand to pull An Linglong, but An Linglong dodged her flexibly.

An Jingshen walking behind, holding a sword in his hand, with a strong killing intent.

Yang did not dare to go to La'an Depth of Field, and could only watch their two brothers and sisters walk out of this room.

Sitting on the ground in despair, Yang cried and shouted at the same time that An Jingshen and An Linglong were white-eyed wolves. She had been in pain for these two for so many years. He hugged An Jinghao's body again, with a sad expression on his face.

In the end, Yang even blamed Qi Yu for all this.

She seemed to know that she couldn't get out of here anyway, Yang's simply like a broken jar, she looked up at Qi Yu, her beautiful eyes were full of gloomy hatred, she opened her mouth and cursed at Qi Yu: "You Isn’t it dead! Why come back! I knew there would be today, and I shouldn’t have left you with a fate more than ten years ago, and should be thrown into the wolf’s den forever!"

Young's face is crying, and his hair and jewelry are scattered, making his whole person very embarrassed.

But Ningmeng looked at her like this, not only did not sympathize, but even after listening to her words, she looked a little funny: "You have done so many evil things yourself, and now it's just your retribution.

As the master mother, you sent someone to abuse An Rui. Even after An Rui grew up, you still wanted to squeeze the last trace of his value. In the end, An Rui committed suicide and died. The corpse was thrown to the back mountain, and the beasts were allowed to eat, without any intention of repentance.

Now that he is back to seek revenge, to retaliate for all the abuse he suffered here more than ten years ago, what's wrong with that.

The pain you endure now is the result of what you have done over the past ten years.

Your husband was burned clean in a fire, and your children killed each other because of an escape machine, and even almost went on the road of mother-killing.

You see, your life has really failed. "

After Ningmeng finished saying this, Anfu was suddenly surrounded by a large group of officers and soldiers.

The second task is completed.