Super Comic System

At this time, Huang Mao knew what kind of plague god he had provoked, so scared that he sat down on the ground, his pants were already wet a lot at this time, and a foul smell rushed into Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui's place immediately Inside the nose, but the two still looked icy, and kept beheading the M countrymen present, no, to be precise, it should be a unilateral massacre.

Pooh! Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!

Regardless of their prayers, Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui kept their faces cold and slaughtered them mercilessly. The strong smell of blood permeated the whole factory.

The disgusting smell kept rushing into the golden retriever's nose, and the scene in front of him kept hitting his mind. At this moment, he realized that what he had offended was not a human at all, but a devil.

Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui killed to the end, leaving Jin Mao alone.

"Die!" Jin Mao was beheaded by Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui before he even begged for mercy.

boom!

A ball of pure Yang flame appeared in Xiao Zimo's hands, and as he threw it casually, that ball of flame fell into the pool of blood in the factory.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

The factory immediately turned into a sea of ​​flames. When the M country people who were beheaded by them were touched by the pure Yangyan, they immediately turned into ashes, not even slag...not even ashes.

The flame burned for a long time, burning all the blood and corpses.

"Let's go!" Putting away their respective swords, Xiao Zimo said coldly.

"We don't have time now. In the future, we will definitely crush the Punk family and the William family..." Qiu Zhenhui said with a cold face, his eyes filled with endless coldness and anger.

"Let's go first!" After finishing speaking, Xiao Zimo opened the gate of the factory and set foot on the way back.

When the two returned to Tang Chuxue's house, the messy living room had been cleaned up, and the bodies of Tang's mother and Tang Jianming were also wrapped in a white cloth.

"Zimo, you... Did you go there?" Tang Chuxue looked at Xiao Zimo with red and swollen eyes, and pointed to the screen on the laptop on the table with her finger.

Xiao Zimo hesitated for a while, then nodded. He didn't want to deceive her because he didn't think it was necessary.

"Well, thank you very much." Tang Chuxue hugged Xiao Zimo's body, shedding tears again, her heart was full of emotion.

"It's all because of me. If it weren't for me, my uncle and aunt wouldn't have died. I understand the truth that if you cut the weeds, you will be born again when the spring breeze blows, but still..." Xiao Zimo hugged Tang tightly Chuxue's delicate body began to tremble.

"If it wasn't because I couldn't bear to ask you to let them go, nothing would happen to my parents, and it's all my fault." Tang Chuxue shook her head, choked up and said.

"Don't worry! I won't make this mistake in the future, absolutely not!" Xiao Zimo scrubbed Tang Chuxue's hair with his face, his eyes were full of determination.

"Let's... bury... our parents in the soil in the backyard... let them help guard this home." Tang Chuxue kept crying.

"Well, okay, I'll listen to you." Xiao Zimo patted Tang Chuxue's back.

"Let me do the follow-up matters! Don't worry, I will make uncle and aunt well." After Yun Ziyao finished speaking, she ran to the side and made a phone call.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

While the house was still immersed in sadness, the sound of a truck sounded outside.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Several workers carried two coffins together and entered the house.

"Miss Yun, here are the two sandalwood coffins you want, what do we need to do?" said a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes among the workers.

"No, thank you very much, let us do the rest." Yun Ziyao thanked the workers.

After the workers realized that there was nothing wrong, they all said goodbye to Yun Ziyao and drove back.

"Ziyao, this is..." Xiao Zimo pointed to the two coffins placed in the room by several workers.

"I said that I will let my uncle and aunt be well, so... this is my kindness." Yun Ziyao bent down, expressing her respect for Tang Mu and Tang Jianming.

"Well, thank you very much, old iron! Help move to the backyard." Saying that, Xiao Zimo moved one of the coffins and gradually walked towards the backyard.

A pair of sandalwood coffins is very heavy, and it took several people to carry the coffin just now, but Yun Ziyao saw Xiao Zimo easily lift one of the coffins by himself, which made the She couldn't help but secretly surprised.

"Here we come." Saying that, Qiu Zhenhui also lifted up a coffin, and followed Xiao Zimo into the backyard.

Li Jiaying, who was in the backyard, had already dug a big pit, waiting to bury Tang Mu and Tang Jianming.

"This coffin..." Li Jiaying couldn't help being shocked when she saw Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui carrying a coffin, because he never thought that Xiao Zimo and the others would order a coffin.

"Put it here! I'll expose my uncle and aunt, so there's no need for corpse makeup. Let uncle and aunt go quietly!" After putting down the coffin, Xiao Zimo walked into the bedroom , carried out the bodies of Tang Mu and Tang Jianming, and put them in the coffin.

"Dad...Mom..." Tang Chuxue looked at Mother Tang and Tang Jianming who were lying quietly in the coffin, and the tears that had just stopped fell down once again.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Tang Chuxue's cry was like a fuse, once again covering the surroundings with a layer of sadness, even Qiu Zhenhui's eyes fainted mist.

"Okay, uncle, auntie, you have a good journey! Don't worry, I will take good care of Xiaoxue, for sure!" Xiao Zimo bowed to Tang Mu and Tang Jianming respectively, and then covered them with the coffin , gave them a rich burial.

"Dad...Mom..." Tang Chuxue, who had lost her parents overnight, had all her mental defenses collapsed at this moment, and she sat on the ground and began to cry, crying heartbreakingly, which made people feel distressed.

The same is true for Bai Xueyi, because in her heart, Mother Tang and Tang Jianming are her parents, and now that her parents have passed away, she can't help crying.

"Cry out! Cry out the discomfort and pain in your heart, cry out! Cry out all, don't hold back." Xiao Zimo patted the backs of the two girls and kept stroking their hair.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." the second daughter held Xiao Zimo and kept crying for a long, long time...