Hua Qian woke up slowly from her stupor, looking at the unfamiliar room in front of her with some confusion.

The roof is inlaid with dark red rocks, and the layers of thin veils are made of high curtains hanging down on the ground to block the sight.

where is she?

Hua Qian rubbed her forehead, trying her best to recall the memory before she fell asleep.

She remembered that she and her brother recognized each other, and then the system sounded an alarm and Tang Jin came.

And then... the blood-stained blue clothes, the broken purse, and the blue silk entwined with the red thread.

The last scene before falling asleep is Tang Jin coughing up blood while covering his chest.

Tang Jin is injured!

Hua Qian's heart tightened, and she suddenly got up, flipped the quilt and jumped out of bed.

Oops, Tang Jin must be mad now.

"woke up."

A soft voice came from behind the curtain.

Hua Qian was stunned, and saw a hazy figure behind the gauze curtain.

She hesitated for a moment, then slowly shouted, "Brother?"

A slender hand lifted the veil and walked in, revealing Hua Heng's gorgeous and delicate face.

Hua Qian looked at his face, still a little uncomfortable, and stood there in a daze.

Hua Heng saw her feet on the carpet and said helplessly, "Why are you barefoot, be careful of catching a cold."

Hua Qian couldn't care about this at this time, and asked anxiously, pulling his sleeve.

"Brother, where is this? Where's Tang Jin?"

Hua Heng's eyes moved slightly, and he pulled her to sit down and said slowly.

"This is the main altar of the Demon Sect, and no one can bully you here. You can rest assured until the end of the Demon Slaying War, and we can go home."

go home……

Hua Qian was in a trance for a moment after hearing what Hua Heng said.

It has always been her dream to go home and see her brother again.

Now that her brother is sitting beside her, Hua Qian feels like she has passed away.

A blue figure appeared in her mind.

The young man's arm was dripping with blood, and he looked at him expressionlessly, but Hua Qian could see the sadness and grievance hidden under the ruthlessness in his eyebrows.

"What about Tang Jin, how is he?" Hua Qian heard himself ask.

Hua Heng smiled and said nothing: "I have selected some maids to serve you in your daily life, and let them buy anything you want."

Hua Qian looked up at him: "Where's Tang Jin?"

"By the way, I know you like to cook. I have set up a kitchen next door, and there are many comic books and novels that will be delivered later."

"elder brother!"

When Hua Heng heard her urgent cry, the smile on the corner of his mouth faded slightly, and he was silent for a moment and finally said slowly.

"He's fine for the time being. I didn't use all my strength in that palm, and I never thought of letting Tang Jin die in the dungeon."

Hearing that Tang Jin was safe, Huaqian let out a sigh of relief.

Hua Heng looked at her obviously relaxed face but said calmly.

"Huahua, don't think about him anymore. Even if he doesn't die today, he will definitely die on the day of the battle against demons."

Hua Qian was taken aback for a moment, then Hua Heng continued to speak lightly.

"Although I only used 80% of my strength in that palm, it was enough to seriously injure Tang Jin. The Demon Cult has long been prepared for the battle. The enemy is open and we are dark, and with the help of Daoist Luo Fu, Tang Jin has no chance of winning. "

"Master Rover?"

Huaqian was puzzled. Priest Luo Fu stayed away from the world and didn't want to get involved in martial arts entanglements. Although she once hoped that Priest Luo Fu would stop Tang Jin from killing Gong Zihui, but now how she looks at it, Priest Luo Fu is Be friends with the Wulin League.

But in front of Hua Heng's face was indifferent, as if he was sure of winning, as if Taoist Luo Fu was bound to join him.

Seeing the doubt on her face, Hua Heng smiled and patiently explained.

"Although Daoist Luo Fu has a bloody feud with the Demon Sect, he is a clear-headed person with clear grievances and grievances. The former leader of the Demon Cult who had bloodbathed the Luofu Sect and his subordinates were beheaded by him twenty years ago. Since then, the Demon Sect The sect fell into civil strife and fell into depression for a while. The son of the leader of the sect did not turn against Rover after he succeeded to the throne, so for Rover, the bloody enmity is over, and he will not intentionally become an enemy of me."

"Then why are you sure that he will help you? Tang Jin has no enmity with him. Besides, Daoist Luo Fu must be more inclined to the Wulin League than the Devil's Cult."

Hua Heng said indifferently: "What if Luo Fu sees the purgatory on earth that Tang Jin created by himself?"

Purgatory on earth?

Hua Qian didn't understand what he meant, but suddenly remembered the bandits screaming and howling in the firelight under the full moon, and the corpses like mud.

Luo Fu Taoist leader Qunyinghui arrived in a hurry that day, could it be that he went to the cottage?

But immediately Hua Qian shook his head and said in denial.

"If you are sure that Daoist Luo Fu will be his enemy just because the bandit was silenced by Tang Jin, brother is wrong. The bandit is a villain, and Daoist Luo Fu was also a wandering ranger when he was young, and he has seen a lot of grudges and killings." , and Tang Jin set fire to the cottage to save people, and Daoist Luo Fu would not turn against the water and help the Demon Sect just because of this reason, which is not in line with his character."

Hua Heng looked at her earnest deduction, and rubbed her head with a smile: "Of course bandits alone are not enough."

He said slowly, "Since I know that Young Master Hui will eventually die in the hands of a lunatic, of course I won't sit still and wait for death."

"Did you know that Tang Jin raised an East Sea crocodile before, and Tang Jin personally beheaded and apologized for the guests who accidentally fell into the water while eating the Zhiyujimen banquet to sober up. Before that, many martial arts who had offended Tang Jin Everyone disappeared inexplicably, and so did the spies I sent to Jade Machine Gate."

East China Sea crocodile.

When Hua Qian heard this word, she remembered that Tang Jin had heard it before when Tang Jin sent her the Clumsy Bone Whip.

"In fact, I have been paying attention to Tang Jin secretly all these years. No one knows him better than me. He has been suppressing his own nature, like a string that is always tense, and sooner or later it will break. Once the string breaks If not, he will be a blood-bathed demon. At that time, Tang Jin would only see people kill, and everyone could be killed."

Hua Heng smiled slightly: "And I just gave Tang Jin some toys in the dungeon."

He deliberately kept provoking Tang Jin, using the most vicious and dirty words to call him, and then left those demon cultists in the dungeon.

Tang Jin, who has experienced betrayal and abandonment and has nowhere to vent his violence and anger, will naturally use them as toys to vent his anger.

Torturing them to death with the cruelest and most painful means, the mournful wailing is like a gorgeous movement, this kind of extreme pleasure that surpasses life is the only way for Tang Jin to release his desire.

What kind of purgatory would that dungeon become?

Hua Heng thought lightly, maybe the ground was covered with stumps and blood flowed like rivers.

After Tang Jin left, Daoist Luo Fu who received the news saw such a bloody scene, perhaps shocked but still unbelievable, but the balance in his heart had already begun to tilt.

Unbelievable once, what about two, three times?

Seeing the coke-like corpses of bandits with his own eyes, seeing the dungeon where rivers of blood flowed, and waiting until the day of the battle against demons, Daoist Luo Fu will never let Tang Jin, who is red-eyed and indiscriminate, He acted presumptuously.

The day of the battle against demons was a trap carefully prepared for Tang Jin.

But these Hua Heng won't explain it to Hua Qian.

He knew that Hua Qian would not agree to his plan, because this trap was piled up with fresh human lives.

In the past, Hua Heng might have thought it was too cruel, but the seven years of torture had already worn away his kindness.

He crawled out from the dead, endured hunger and cold, and dragged his weak body through the snowy winter for three days and three nights before he survived.

But what followed was endless pursuit.

In the past seven years, Hua Heng has had countless nightmares.

No matter how hard he tried in the dream, he still died in the hands of Tang Jin in the end.

This nightmare is like a sharp long thorn that pierces deep into the bottom of my heart. It is watered by fear and resentment year after year, and finally melts into the flesh and blood, becoming a knot in the heart that can only be removed by cutting the bones and scraping the flesh.

Hua Heng hates Tang Jin.

There are many stars in the martial arts world, but he is a born lunatic.

Hypocritical, cruel, despicable, deceitful, without any morality and shame at all.

Such a person was born with everything that he and Huaqian worked hard to get, but because of his madness, the corner of stability that he had worked so hard to build collapsed, and he came to this ghost place.

Now even the only sister is occupied by him.

It's ridiculous, a despicable person like Tang Jin is not worthy of Hua Qian.

That is the sun that he has tried his best to care for when he grew up.

After her parents passed away, Hua Heng carefully protected Hua Qian, and tried her best to build a shelter for her, allowing her to grow up carefree like an ordinary girl.

Her sister should live happily in tenderness and care, instead of staying in fear of a madman who may explode at any time.

However, Huaqian lowered his head and remained silent at this moment.

Hua Heng thought she was frightened, so she stopped mentioning Tang Jin, got up and said briskly.

"Okay, brother still has some things to deal with. You've been sleeping all day and you're hungry. I'll send some food."

After finishing speaking, he squeezed Huaqian's face again with a smile, then turned and left.

However, the moment the gauze curtain was lifted, Huaqian's voice came from behind.

"Brother, are you using me to deliberately lure Tang Jin to the dungeon?"

Hua Heng lifted the gauze curtain with her hand.

He stood quietly in place, the flickering candlelight reflected on his side face, sketching a shadow hidden in the dark.

In the end, he only whispered: "You have a good rest." Then he left.

Because of his departure, Qingsha was swept up by the wind, leaving Huaqian alone in the empty room.

She suddenly felt a little powerless, and sat dazedly on the bed silently.

Although Hua Heng didn't say a word, she already knew the answer.

In the silent room, the handsome young man lay unconscious on the bed.

His complexion was as pale as paper, and one arm was covered with layers of gauze, but still oozing crimson blood.

Doctor Xu took a pulse for him and sighed.

Seeing his stagnant expression, Tang Wu frowned and asked, "Doctor Xu, how is my son?"

Tang Jin disappeared in a hurry after Qunyinghui, and no one knew where he went and what he experienced.

Until nightfall, Yulu found that he was lying on the Huaqian bed covered in blood.

And Hua Qian also disappeared.

Doctor Xu got up and replied.

"The leader of the young alliance is hurt in his heart. Fortunately, his physique is different from ordinary people. As long as he rests for a few years, he can recover."

Hearing this, Tang Wu was relieved.

However, Doctor Xu paused for a moment, then continued.

"It's just that his left arm's muscles and veins are broken, even if he recovers in the future, I'm afraid he won't be able to move as before."