Strongest Guard

After being kicked away, he vomited blood. This proved that he had sustained serious internal injuries.    

But what if there was some minced meat in his blood?    

This proved that his internal organs had been shattered.    

Could a person, whose internal organs had been kicked to pieces, still live?    

Yes.    

In the next life.    

Looking at the blood splattering on her nightgown, Helan Xiaoxin was sure to be upset.    

After all, she was a delicate Beautiful Young Woman. What was the point of having a nightgown with blood on it?    

However, her expression was the same as usual. She lightly stomped her foot to knock down a few items, and with a frown, she coquettishly said to the man: "What a pity that you're wearing such a beautiful nightgown. "Second Uncle Hu, you have to compensate me."    

Second Uncle Hu?    

Before Second Uncle Hu could react, Helan Qunxing's face changed dramatically again.    

He finally recognized the man who had caused the death of three gods, one Buddha, and one Death Soldier to all die together.    

Hu Mietang.    

In the second month of the old Longteng December, the killer Demon King Hu Mietang.    

Actually, Lao Hu was a good person in essence.    

Never, never kill a man he looks up to.    

It was a pity that he did not like these three men.    

Who told them to show this guy when they were about to pounce on Lao Hu? To put on a posture of "if you're not dead, then I'm dead"?    

The world is so good, Lao Hu still hasn't lived enough, of course he doesn't want to die.    

Since he didn't want to die, he could only invite three Death Soldiers to die.    

Is there a problem with Lao Hu's understanding?    

Not only did he feel that there was no problem with it, even Sister Xin, who was the most unreasonable of them all, felt the same way.    

Where's Helan Qunxing?    

Does he still have the power to understand why Lao Hu did this?    

The only thing he could do was freeze his limbs and stand there blankly.    

Young Master Qunhsing was also a good fighter.    

Although it can't compare to Holan Fusu, it's still not a problem to deal with ten or so normal guys.    

But that was against ordinary people.    

Is Lao Hu an ordinary person?    

Those who thought like that should have gone to another world to search for the answer.    

Helan Qunxing did not dare to do so. Just like what he could do now, she just stood there and waited for Lao Hu's signal.    

Lao Hu didn't feel guilty at all after killing three lives.    

He only furrowed his pretty eyebrows as he glanced at Helan Qunxing and Helan Xiaoxin. "Are you sure you want me to compensate you with a new robe?"    

The three life forms instantly evaporated.    

Helan Qunxing was still standing there in a daze, waiting for his order. Lao Hu, on the other hand, was tangled up with Helan Xiaoxin's request for him to compensate her with a new robe.    

Helan Xiaoxin nodded solemnly. "Of course. There was a saying, 'to pay with one's life, one must pay with one's life'. "When you were killing someone, you accidentally dirtied my clothes. Shouldn't you compensate me with a new one?"    

Lao Hu said slowly, "But, I only buy a nightgown for my wife."    

"Then, shall I be your wife?"    

Helan Xiaoxin immediately gave him a charming look and smiled sweetly, "Look, I'm young and beautiful. It should be fine to match this old man, right? "    

Lao Hu stared at Helan Xiaoxin with his eyes wide open. He stared for a long while before spitting out a word, "Witch."    

With that, Lao Hu, who had his hands behind his back, turned around and walked to the east side of the forest.    

"Second Uncle, wait for me!"    

Helan Xiaoxin held onto the corner of her robe with both of her hands, barefooted. She didn't care about the thorns on the ground as she chased after her with a yell.    

He left just like that?    

Seeing Lao Hu's back gradually disappearing into the forest, Helan Qunxing blinked her eyes with disbelief written all over her face.    

Lao Hu suddenly appeared and killed Young Master Qunhsing's three Death Soldiers in one go. He had already mentally prepared himself for the impending doom.    

However, Lao Hu ignored him, glared at Helan Qunxing, and left.    

It was as if he didn't even exist.    

It was not only Lao Hu who let Young Master Qunhsing go so easily, even Helan Xiaoxin was the same.    

"Shouldn't they have killed me?    

Even if he didn't kill me, he should have warned me about what would happen in the future.    

However, they ignored me.    

It was like, I'm a pile of dog shit.    

A single step would only dirty their shoes, but it would not give them any sense of accomplishment.    

I, Helan Qunxing, would be a pile of smelly dog shit? "    

When Helan Qunxing said this, she suddenly threw her head back and laughed out loud.    

He was finally willing to believe it.    

No matter how proud he was, in the eyes of Hu Mietang and Helan Xiaoxin, he was nothing but a pile of shitty dog shit that didn't get any benefits!    

Even Yue Qingke, who came to bewitch him, did not take him seriously.    

Young Master Qunhsing, who had always been seen as the darling of fate, turned out to be just a pitiful bug.    

Whoever he thought of called Helan Qunxing.    

Looking at the number that was jumping up and down on the screen, Helan Qunxing finally stopped smiling and hung up.    

Then, he sent out a video call request.    

Only after a while did the call connect.    

Yue Qingke's pretty face appeared on the screen.    

Helan Qunxing could see that Yue Qingke was moving the car.    

In order to prevent Yue Zitong from dying, Yue Qingke, who attacked her from the south, was currently running towards them on the railway.    

In the seats in front of him and in the seats in the left and right, there was a man with a fierce expression on his face.    

Just like the three Death Soldiers at Helan Qunxing's feet.    

When Yue Qingke's face appeared on the screen, Helan Qunxing's expression had returned to its normal state, "Young Master Yue, is the journey south going smoothly?"    

When Yue Qingke had called Helan Qunxing to persuade her to kill Helan Xiaoxin, he had asked, "Why don't you kill her?"    

Yue Qingke answered straightforwardly, "I'm afraid Yue Zitong is playing tricks. We must go to the south and have a look."    

By 'look', he would be killing Yue Zitong, who was still alive.    

Helan Qunxing could understand.    

That was why he knew Yue Qingke was on the train heading south.    

"All is well. We can reach our destination before nightfall."    

Just like in the video of his old classmate, Yue Qingke asked calmly: "What about you? Is everything going smoothly on your side? "    

Helan Qunxing smiled proudly as she shook her phone slightly. "If there's anything wrong with killing a woman who only knows how to make fun of her, then I might as well die."    

While he was shaking his phone, he caught the video of a puddle of tainted blood on the ground.    

The blood had congealed and turned black under the sun. Flies buzzed on it.    

Helan Qunxing saw the happiness in Yue Qingke's eyes.    

He thought that he'd succeeded in his plot to borrow a knife to kill.    

Helan Qunxing sneered in her heart as she shook her phone again. She looked towards the depths of the forest. "Young Master Yue, do you want to see that slut's ugly appearance after death?"    

However, Yue Qingke replied, "Young Master Qunhsing, I don't understand what you are saying. Sorry, I have a call here. I have to answer it first. I'll contact you later. "    

The video call ended with a beep.    

"Hehe, can you contact me again later?"    

Helan Qunxing laughed heartily and threw away her phone before walking into the depths of the forest.    

He didn't believe that Yue Qingke would call him again.    

A person who didn't even mention Helan Xiaoxin's name during the call and didn't want to look at her corpse clearly wanted to separate him from this matter and contact Young Master Qunhsing again?    

That's the hell.    

When Helan Qunxing left, she did not even glance at the corpses of the three Death Soldiers.    

What was a Death Soldier?    

Death Soldiers were people who would rather die than reveal their identities. They would never implicate their master's heroes.    

Since that was the case, what reason did Helan Qunxing have to collect their corpses?    

Wouldn't that be proof that the origin of these three warriors had something to do with him?    

As for how to deal with the aftermath of the three Death Soldiers, the police would naturally handle it.    

Helan Qunxing didn't care about the three corpses, and Helan Xiaoxin certainly didn't care about them.    

She was only angry at Lao Hu for walking so fast!    

Was Lao Hu blind?    

Otherwise, how could he ignore her delicate feet? The thorns had already pricked his legs and caused him to bleed. Even his nightgown that was of good quality had been torn into pieces by the thorns.    

"Second Uncle Hu!" "Lao Hu — Hu, can you walk a little slower?"    

Sister Xin flew into a complete rage when she tripped over a dead branch beneath her feet.    

Lao Hu was not only blind, but also deaf.    

He didn't respond to Sister Xin's angry questions at all.    

He still had the disgusting appearance of a grandmaster. Even though it seemed like he was walking at a leisurely pace with his hands behind his back, he was actually walking very quickly.    

Even those who called him Hu were unable to do anything.    

This really annoyed Helan Xiaoxin. She simply sat on the ground, closed her eyes and screamed, "Someone help! Hu Mietang is going to molest a good woman! "    

"To be honest, you really do have the capital to be bullied by me."    

Just as Helan Xiaoxin took a deep breath and was prepared to use a sharper voice to splash dirty water on Lao Hu, his voice suddenly sounded in her ears, "Say, if I really molest you, kill me and push it onto Helan Qunxing — no one will know that I'm the one who did it, right?"    

Helan Xiaoxin opened her eyes abruptly and saw Lao Hu, who was more than ten meters away, appear in front of her like a ghost in the blink of an eye.    

Bending over her.    

That handsome face was filled with evil intent.    

Helan Xiaoxin immediately shivered as she hugged her arms and forced herself to stay calm: "Second Uncle Hu, what kind of person are you? Why would you do such a thing?"    

"The more lame something is, the happier I am."    

Hu Mietang said with a smile as he glanced at Helan Xiaoxin's face a few times.    

Only after seeing her did he quickly lower his head and laugh sinisterly before reaching out his hand to take off his clothes.    

Damn, could he be serious?    

At the sight of the long, gray robe, Helan Xiaoxin's nerves immediately tensed up.    

The more others don't dare to do something that they don't want to do, the more interested Lao Hu would be in doing it.    

Helan Xiaoxin had long since heard of this characteristic of his.    

Thus, when she saw him take off his clothes, she regretted it so much that her intestines turned green.    

Naturally, he was also so scared that he wanted to slap his own mouth. "You dare to speak nonsense!"    

"What are you still standing there for?"    

Lao Hu spoke again, his voice was still gloomy.    

Helan Xiaoxin didn't even dare to look at him. She bit her lips and forced a smile, "Hu, Second Uncle Hu, have you decided to do this?"    

"Am I the kind of person to joke around with people?"    

Lao Hu seemed to snort lightly and said: "Hmph, I'll give you three minutes. Otherwise, don't blame me … "    

"You, you!"    

Helan Xiaoxin's stubborn personality that refused to yield exploded once again.    

He suddenly raised his head and screamed at Lao Hu, "You will die a horrible death!"    

Lao Hu gave a weird look: "I just want you to wrap your feet with my clothes. "This way, we can avoid getting stabbed. How can we die a horrible death?"