Hong Chanshi clenched his hands tightly, frowning fiercely as he looked at the old woman in the golden beam, with drops of sweat overflowing from his forehead.

"Or have you forgotten Yan'er and fallen in love with another woman?"

The old woman casually glanced at the Jiangcheng girl at Hong Chanshi's feet. Although she only looked at her casually, the killing intent and ruthlessness in the old woman's glance left Hong Chanshi with lingering fears.

"I don't……"

Hong Chanshi clutched his hair with both hands, squatted down and roared at the old woman.

No!

He has not, has not forgotten Yan'er.

The old vows of eternal love are still vivid in our minds, and the smile of the past seems to have never faded. How can the love for that beautiful woman disappear?

"Since there is no such thing, Hong Chanshi, then kill these people for me."

The old woman narrowed her eyes slightly, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on her face. She raised her finger and pointed at the egret and others in the golden beam.

Hong Chanshi grabbed his hair with both hands and stood up slowly. He raised his eyes to the sky and seemed to see a woman wearing a white dress with a smile on her face.

She was so beautiful. She waved to Hong Zenshi among the flowers, smiled sweetly and shouted: "Zenshi..."

The voice was so sweet that Hong Chanshi's whole body seemed to blend into the voice.

But the next second, the woman's appearance turned into that of a Jiangcheng girl.

Jiangcheng girl pursed her lips and looked at Hong Chanshi, with a trace of sadness flashing in her eyes. She said softly: "Hong Chanshi, I wish you happiness."

Then, Han Wuling, dressed in a black robe, walked from the side and hugged Jiang Chengnv as he walked farther and farther away from Hong Chanshi.

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Hong Chanshi stretched out his hand fiercely as if to grab Jiang Chengnv.

He couldn't help but blurt out: "Chengcheng, don't leave..."

Hearing Hong Chanshi's shout, the old woman narrowed her eyes and looked at Hong Chanshi coldly. The old woman smiled coldly and said, "Sure enough, men are always unreliable. Yan'er has only been dead for a long time, and you betrayed her."

She is dead. Those who betray Yan'er cannot be forgiven!"

As she spoke, the old woman pointed her soles downward, and her whole body was about to fly out towards Hong Zenshi.

The red crutch in his hand was facing Hong Zenshi, and he saw a red light shooting out from the crutch, sweeping towards Hong Zenshi with powerful power.

Bailu and Jianjian looked at each other, and they attacked the old woman one after another.

Seeing the red light shooting towards Hong Zenshi, the corners of Bailu's lips flew up and he suddenly shouted: "Jianjian..."

"Leave it to me."

Jianjian, who was standing in front of the old woman, said as he punched the red light in the air.

When the right fist was punched, a vortex formed in the palm of the hand. Some lightning threads made a "chichi" sound in the whirlpool, and a black sword no bigger than the palm of the hand was formed in the whirlpool.

After forming, the sword chased towards the red light, its speed was breathtaking.

The moment this sword, which was no more than the size of a palm, chased the red light, the sword expanded and became as big as a person.

The huge sword sprinted towards the red light, so fast it seemed like it could cut through the air.

There was a faint sound of breaking wind in the air, and a deep voice came from in front of Hong Zenshi.
Chapter completed!