Artifact

Fortunately, Hong Hong is an ordinary and normal little girl.

For her to witness her father, who has been missing for more than a month, become what she is now, one is cruel, and the other is unacceptable.

What's even more terrifying is that Master Hong dropped the dried corpse of the chicken bully, kicked it over and cleaned up the harmless servants on the battlefield, and rode up on his legs, one on one side of each hand, grabbed the heads of the other two unlucky servants, and raised them high.

As far as the naked eye can see, these three young and sturdy young men are rapidly drying up corpses!

Such a terrifying visual impact is nothing to adults who are used to watching horror movies and magical documentaries, but for a little girl of seven or eight years old, it completely breaks the bottom line and is unimaginable.

She broke free of Yi Qing's hand, squeezed to the front, and let out the loudest shout in her life:

"Daddy!! stop !!

."

Master Hong stopped, his head slowly turned until he reached the maximum angle of rotation of his cervical vertebrae, and then, with a "click", his whole head moved one hundred and eighty degrees, just turning his face behind his back, and looking at his daughter in a daze.

Sniffing, Master Hong sniffed the air greedily, as if he had discovered some earthly smell.

A muffled sound came from his mouth: "Blood relative...... eternal life ......

".

Master Hong stood up, leaving the three unlucky ones behind, and the servants had half a life left, struggling and howling, and rolling.

Looking at her dearest person, Hong Hong suddenly became scared for no reason.

After the death of his grandmother, he is the last relative in the world...... However, why did Daddy look at me, full of hunger and thirst!!

Master Hong's head didn't move, his body turned around after him, he sniffed the air desperately, and finally couldn't hold it back, and let out a howl !!

One step out, Master Hong disappeared!

The

bulletproof glass wall at the front of the stands was suddenly shattered by a huge force and fell to the ground with a clatter, and the next moment there was a muffled sound of "bang" in the air!

With this muffled sound, a layer of shockwaves visible to the naked eye was suddenly generated, blowing away all the people and things around them!

"Goo...... Coo-coo......

".

There was a strange sound coming from Master Hong's throat, but in front of him, there was a person standing firmly.

A demonic beauty who opened her thighs high and blocked Master Hong's attack with one foot.

Yi Qing !!

She blocked Hong Hong behind her and said in a cold voice: "Hong Zhenfan, this is your biological daughter! Are you crazy?!".

This may have been the first time Yi Qing had sweared, but it was by no means the last, and while all the guests were in shock, several servants arrived with chicken coops.

"Master Hong! come on...... Fresh chicken oh !!".

A servant with a sharp knife stabbed a chicken under the ribs, and blood gushed out.

Master Hong's attention was attracted, and he moved his steps to the side, and was quickly led away.

The next moment, these world's top rich and powerful tycoons were not afraid, they got up from the ground, shook hands and hugged each other, danced happily, and surrounded Yi Qing and applauded.

Maybe they've already experienced most of the things in the world, and there's nothing that can stimulate their nerves

Only Hong Hong hugged Yi Qing, trembling, and cried:

"Sister Yiqing...... He...... He's not my daddy......!

Yi Qing's face was expressionless, and he fell to the worship rest area on the other side of the ring, and said in a low voice:

"Yes, he's not your daddy, we've got the wrong person. "

Even if it was half a court away, Night Thirteen could sense Yi Qing's gaze.

His brow furrowed, and he said to Hanama:

"Huajian, the Master Hong you are facing is no longer the person you were at the beginning. "

Hong Lian saw it sincerely, and thought for a while: "This person has learned evil arts somewhere, or he has gone crazy by practicing martial arts, and now he has to rely on absorbing the qi of the living to maintain his life. Originally, he was half a monk, but now he is the end of heaven and earth!"

Hanama took a deep breath: "Mr. Night, Black Cat Daxian, I'm not afraid of hard encounters, but Master Hong knows this kind of evil art, how to deal with it?".

Night Thirteen glanced at Hong Lian, and Hong Lian immediately took over the conversation: "Huajian, although your current combat power is infinitely close to the Qi Refining Realm, if you want to fight with Master Hong, I'm afraid you can only use external forces. "

"How do you say that?".

"Master Hong's fists can dissolve into the flesh and absorb vitality, which means that you can't touch the other party. With your current strength, you may be able to learn from my father's tactics and use the steel ingots laid in the ring to attack. "

Hanama was embarrassed when he heard it, he knew very well that his catties, a steel ingot weighed nearly four tons, and he used the power of his toes to pry it up and kick it out, what kind of terrifying strength does this have to be to do this kind of thing?

Even if he could do it, I'm afraid he would only be able to kick two pieces at most—and he would have to risk his legs being wasted, like Night Thirteen could easily stack up the ingots?

Just when the flowers were in trouble, he heard a gong sound, and it was his turn to play.

Night Thirteen grabbed the flower room and said in a low voice: "If you just don't touch the other party, I have a way, you just have to let it go." "

Hanama looked at Night Thirteen with a puzzled expression.

The host's voice sounded in the holographic projection:

"In the next game, the offerings selected by the third and fourth misses - the flowers, and the offerings selected by the fifth miss - Hong Zhenfan!".

To a certain extent, in fact, the battle situation is not in favor of Master Hong, but the problem is that Master Hong does not know whether he has gone mad or practiced evil arts, and now his combat power can no longer be inferred by common sense.

Master Hong, who stepped into the ring again, received warm applause from the perverted rich people in the audience, yes, the desire for power overwhelmed the fear in the hearts of these people, maybe such a perverted and distorted psychology is something that we ordinary people can't understand.

But the reality is that Master Hong somehow regained his senses, and even took the time to wash his face and change his clothes.

Hua Jian stared at Master Hong tightly, and walked into the ring step by step, to be honest, he had no bottom in his heart at all.

The two got closer and closer, and Master Hong grinned and let out a strange smile

"Master Hanama...... Oh no, Hanama, hehehe, I can actually match you!".

"Master Hong, do you know what you just did?".

"Just now, hehe, what did you see, what was it? Just a fat man, what, is it your acquaintance?".

“...... Master Hong, my master said that the strength of a martial artist should match his own morality, but you have lost even the most basic sanity ......."

"Your master, oh, I remember, that night thirteen, right? Hehehe, don't worry, I'll clean up with him!