C13

Ah!

Leng Kui's even more tragic exclamations once again rang out in the wide and silent hall. Everyone present, whether it was their brothers who followed Yi Hao into danger or their brothers who risked their lives, or the people who stood by the side and were already as scared as puppets, were all dumbstruck as they looked at the man who was curled up on the ground, clutching his stomach, and was in so much pain that he was practically rolling on the ground.

With every roll of Leng Kui's, the eye-piercing dark red color would flow onto the white carpet, warming up. Once again, the scene before their eyes blurred. She looked around and saw that the living room had been filled with corpses and blood.

She looked down at the carpet that she had played with Baby Snow countless times before, sitting and lying on it, rolling about on it. Suddenly, Warmth fiercely bit her lips …

The carpet that was once as pure as snow had been dyed blood-red by everyone in the Leng Clan. That glaring dark red light had ruthlessly burnt her eyes, her heart, every nerve, and every cell in her body. Warm and frightened, she stared at those extremely frightening colors as her entire body began to tremble violently.

She saw not only the color of blood, but also the color of death … So, death has a color...

That color made her feel incomparable fear and trepidation. Warmth could feel her heart trembling violently along with it.

When Yi Hao saw the man rolling on the ground in pain, his originally pale face turned even paler.

He raised his hand and looked at the blade in his hand that did not have a drop of Leng Kui's blood on it. He grinned evilly, "Leng Kui, this is one of the costs of the tragedy that you personally caused back then. The other is …"

Before she could react, he shoved her to the ground. Seeing the woman stagger to the ground, a bloodthirsty sneer rose at the corners of his mouth, and he threw away the steel knife in his hand. His huge body quickly pressed against her.

Warmth only felt as if her head and entire body had been thrown onto the ground, and stars were shooting out, as if her entire body was falling apart. She was in so much pain that she couldn't muster any strength, and before she even had a chance to recover, she felt as if a mountain had instantly and mercilessly pressed down on her, causing her breathing to become extremely difficult …

Yi Hao pressed on. He stared at her with hatred as he stretched out his hand and grabbed her. His clothes, he pulled with force …

"Crash ~ ~ ~"

Warmth … While his consciousness was in chaos, he suddenly heard his own soft sleep. At the same time, she wanted to scream, but before she could even open her mouth, Yi Hao had already stepped in front of her, lowered his head, and fiercely kissed her …