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Chapter 819 Painful past!

"Puff!"

The butterfly pulled out the dagger. She stretched out her scarlet tongue, licked the blood on it, and said fiercely: "My Fourth Master, you just said you loved me and would give me anything. I just want your life now, why don't you give it?"

If the butterfly before was a spotless and holy goddess.

Then the butterflies now are devils with ferocious faces from hell.

"Damn it, you bitch, I want you to die!"

Zhuge Yong let out a roar like a wild beast, and then he quickly sealed the acupoints on his body, and pounced towards the butterfly like an angry black bear.

Butterfly's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he quickly took action, grabbed Zhuge Yong's arm, and fell over his shoulder, then fell hard.

"Click!"

Zhuge Yong's entire body was thrown hard on a protruding boulder.

The huge rock broke on the spot, and Zhuge Yong could really sense that his ribs had been shattered and broken. In addition, his dantian was destroyed and his foundation was damaged, so he had become a useless person.

The butterfly lotus step forward gently, and the three-inch golden lotus-like little feet stepped directly on Zhuge Yong's wound, crushing them back and forth, and he screamed in pain.

"My eldest master, you are still so anxious!"

Zhuge Yong endured the pain, his eyes widened, and his eyes almost burst out suddenly, and he asked sternly: "Who are you, why do you want to kill me?"

"Zhuge Yong, do you still know me?"

The person who answered was not a butterfly, but a vague voice.

Then, eight women in plain clothes were seen falling from the sky, carrying a beautifully decorated sedan chair.

The sedan stopped steadily, and a violent cough came from inside.

Zhuge Yong's eyes were so scared that his eyes were shattered, and his eyes were like goldfish's eyes, staring at the sedan chair tightly.

At this moment, the butterfly stepped forward and bowed to the person in the sedan chair.

"I have met my master!"

Before she could finish her words, a gust of cold wind suddenly rose, lifting the curtain of the sedan chair, revealing a handsome and delicate face.

However, this face was very pale and was not as good as any blood. It was a bit scary under the moonlight.

"Who are you, why did you force yourself into my Zhuge Mansion?"

Zhuge Yong did not recognize the person, so he endured the pain and questioned the person.

Zhuge Mingyue's eyes were gloomy and she stared at the shimmering lake surface quietly, and asked expressionlessly: "Zhuge Yong, do you still remember the mother and son who were thrown into the soul-locking well fifteen years ago by your Zhuge family members?"

After listening to Zhuge Mingyue’s story, Zhuge Yong suddenly thought of something and exclaimed in disbelief.

"Are you Xiao Eleven?"

Zhuge Mingyue coughed twice and sneered: "My fourth brother, it seems that you have a good memory, you still remember me!"

Zhuge Yong looked disbelief and shouted hysterically: "Aren't you thrown into the soul-locking well back then? How could you still be alive? No, this is impossible, impossible!"

Zhuge Mingyue seemed to be trapped in the memories of the past and couldn't help but tremble.

He is the son of Zhuge Leiting, the patriarch of Zhuge family. He ranks eleventh among all Zhuge Leiting's sons. However, he is not a direct descendant, but the other party forced to come to a maid after being drunk.

After he was born, he was weak and sick. In order to make him survive, his mother begged the people of the Zhuge family and even knelt down on rainy nights, trying to win the sympathy of the Zhuge family.

However, everyone regards them as pigs and dogs, and is second to humiliate them, and sometimes even punches and kicks.

In this way, the mother and son lived a life worse than a dog until he was four years old.

Zhuge Mingyue will never forget that year and that day.

In the years after he was born, everything went wrong in the Zhuge family. Many of Zhuge Leiting's direct descendants were killed by monsters.

And just at this moment, a Yin-Yang Warrior named Du Yixian said that he was born with a strange body and was reincarnated by the reincarnation of the Tiansha Lone Star, and came to harm the Zhuge family.

Zhuge Leiting and others believed the words of the sorcerer and actually wanted to throw their orphans and widows into the soul-locking well.

Lock the soul well, lock all evil spirits in the world.

They, mother and son, stay in such a dark and terrifying place.

Darkness, coldness, hunger, panic, despair...

Zhuge Mingyue was still young at that time and did not realize what they were experiencing, but just felt scared.

The mother hugged him tightly and told him not to be afraid. It was just playing a game to exercise his courage.

At the beginning, Zhuge Mingyue was still a little excited. He finally had an opportunity to prove that he was not a waste in front of his father and his tribe members.

He was very strong and just supported him for five days and five nights. However, he was so hungry that he lay in his mother's arms and cried and wanted to eat.

Just as he was dying of hunger, his mother gave him a piece of meat, with blood and hot meat.

At that time, he was so hungry that his eyes turned green, and he didn't care about anything else, so he ate it and started to eat it.

In this way, every once in a while, his mother would give him a piece of fresh meat like a magic trick.

Until one day, my mother stroked his head with great difficulty and told him in a weak tone that she could never accompany him again and told him to live and live well...

Thinking of these dark past events, Zhuge Mingyue's body was trembling, her face was as pale as frost, and she looked very cunning. Her eyes were also slightly blurred. After a long time, she heard him vaguely shouting the word "mother" from his mouth.

Zhuge Yong was frightened by Zhuge Mingyue's pale face. Although he didn't know what to do, he could guess it.

His eyes suddenly appeared, his mouth trembled, and he shouted whispered: "Xiao Shiyi, you, what do you want to do? This is the Zhuge family's villa. If you kill me, dad and brother will definitely not let you go. As long as you let me go, I can pretend that this has never happened!"

"Haha, let you go, Zhuge Yong, let me ask you, when I was four years old, did you let me go? Cough, Cough..."

Zhuge Mingyue sneered, and because her tone was too excited, she began to cough violently.

"Climbing out of the gate of hell, I secretly swear that I must let all of you Zhuge family experience it in this life. What does it feel like to die in pain in the darkness and what does it feel like?"

Zhuge Mingyue's handsome face instantly became extremely ferocious and extremely cunning.

Just when Zhuge Yong was desperate, a shout suddenly came from the villa in the distance.

"Master Yong, is it you?"

The master of the voice is the two worshippers of their Zhuge family, Huang Ji and Du Huang.

Zhuge Yong was overjoyed when he heard this, as if a drowning man had caught the last life-saving straw. He raised his throat and shouted: "I'm here, come and save me, save me!"

Huang Ji and Du Huang heard Zhuge Yong's screams and quickly gathered here with the masters from the villa.

Butterfly recognized the person and quickly walked to Zhuge Mingyue and said respectfully: "Master, it is Huang Ji and Du Huang. They are both powerful people in the half-Natural Soul realm. What should we do now? Should we leave first and then make plans?"

At this time, Zhuge Mingyue was full of hatred and angry, and shouted desperately: "No, I want to kill them, kill them!"
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