After Hong Qiushui saw the man in front of him, she could roughly guess the identity of the man in her heart. Her two thick eyebrows suddenly frowned and said tremblingly: "You... are you the one who sent the posts during the day?"

"hehe!"

The young man's laughter seemed to come from the depths of his throat. The laughter echoed between the villa's halls, and a biting cold air filled with it.

"Uncle Hong is really a good memory! I haven't forgotten what happened during the day yet!"

The young man's words were filled with a strong sense of ridicule.

While speaking, he took off the cap that was buckled on his head with one hand and threw the cap on the sofa.

When Hong Qiushui saw the appearance of the young man in front of him, his eyes suddenly became bigger than the copper bell, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes flashed endlessly.

This is not because he knows the young man in front of him, but because the man looks too weird.

The young man's skin was pitch black, as if he was suffering from a disease. There were only whites in his eyes but no eyelids. Compared with the black ink-like skin of his eyes, it made people shudder.

The young man's mouth curled up and a mocking smile appeared on his face. He was not surprised and walked straight past Hong Qiushui, sat directly on the sofa in the hall, crossed his legs, and said slowly: "Mr. Hong, this time the Sect Master of the Demonic Dao sent me here to discuss some major events with you!"

event?

Hong Qiushui narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at the young man with a look of defense on her face, but she was puzzled, "What's the big deal?"

The young man smiled playfully again, "Haha, I originally thought Mr. Hong would refuse to listen to our demonic words directly. It seems that the deep hatred between the Hong family and our demonic ways is not that deep!"

Hearing this, Hong Qiushui's expression became extremely ugly.

Everyone in the martial arts world knows that the Hong family and the Demon Dao have deep blood hatred, but this is said from the family's enemies, making him look unknown where to put his face!

Hong Qiushui saw the refusal to say something about the unknown young man, and she couldn't suppress her anger in her heart. A raging fire burned in his eyes. He glared at the young man fiercely and said gritting his teeth: "You are not welcome here! Get out of here!"

After hearing this, the young man laughed instead of anger, shrugged his shoulders, and said comfortably: "Our Sect Master knows that your Hong family has never given up on the path of our devil in recent years. But now, the Hong family is no longer the Hong family that was back then! Besides, those hatreds are old things. Even if the head of the Hong family, Mr. Hong, is determined to take revenge, I think that is not what Mr. Hong thinks in your mind, right?"

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Hong Qiushui closed her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

What the young man said and appealed to him were all his thoughts.

Although the demon Dao had two lives from the Hong family, in his opinion, it was already a thing of the past. Moreover, if his second brother, Hongyu's father, was still alive, the head of the Hong family would not have had any chance at all.

Besides, he has long been too lazy to investigate these old and rotten sesame things. Now, in his opinion, although the Hong family no longer interferes in the martial arts world, its development momentum is very good, and no one dares to underestimate it!
Chapter completed!