Chapter 1063

Standing aside, Mrs. Zhuo who had been silent all this time suddenly said, "Yangyang, how can you talk like that?"

"Oh? Then what do you think I should say?" Zhuo Yangyang said lightly.

"No matter what, she is your grandma after all! You can't change this!"

"Grandma?" Zhuo Yangyang sneered and pointed at the old lady Zhuo, "Just her?"

Mrs. Zhuo sighed, "I know you have suffered a lot in the past ten years, but the old lady apologized to you just now, then all this is over! Be generous, after all, it's not a big deal What!"

"Dadu..." Zhuo Yangyang murmured to himself.

"That's right! People have to look forward, there is nothing difficult to overcome if you are generous!" Mrs. Zhuo said plausibly.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Zhuo Yangyang suddenly shouted, "Enough!"

Mrs. Zhuo was taken aback.

And at this moment, Zhuo Yangyang appeared in front of Mrs. Zhuo's in a flash, grabbed her neck with his hand, and lifted her into the air.

"You haven't experienced what I have suffered, why should you persuade me to be generous? Huh?" Zhuo Yangyang said with hatred.

Mrs. Zhuo rolled her eyes from being pinched, and struggled with her hands and feet, but she couldn't shake Zhuo Yangyang at all.

Mrs. Zhuo's once very elegant face finally showed fear, and then said with all her strength.

"Yang...Yangyang, let me down quickly, everything is negotiable! I...I know I was wrong!"

Xue An, who had been watching coldly, suddenly laughed, "Yangyang, when I saw this woman, I suddenly thought of a sentence, you must stay away from those who casually advise you to be generous, because when lightning strikes him, it will hurt everyone." You! What do you think?"

The corner of Zhuo Yangyang's mouth also raised a smile, "My lord, I think this sentence is absolutely right!"

After finishing speaking, Zhuo Yangyang pinched Mrs. Zhuo's hand with a sudden force.

The Mrs. Zhuo felt a huge force coming, and she was so oppressed that she couldn't breathe at all.

The fear of death made her give up all dignity.

"Don't...Yangyang, please..."

The voice did not fall.

Her head was severed by Zhuo Yangyang, and then rolled down, the fear and doubt before death were still frozen on that once elegant face.

It seemed that Zhuo Yangyang didn't believe that Zhuo Yangyang dared to really kill himself.

This time, everyone was shocked.

No one expected that this girl in purple clothes, who looked weak and weak, would be so ruthless.

The old lady Zhuo and Zhuo Ya were even more shocked.

"you you……."

You have been talking for a long time, but they can't say a complete sentence.

Zhuo Yangyang raised his hand to dip the blood splashed on his face, put it on his lips, tasted it lightly, and then grinned.

"It tastes good! But I think your blood must taste even better! Right?"

The old lady Zhuo was shocked, and looked at Zhuo Yangyang with a face full of horror, "You...do you really dare to kill relatives?"

Before the words finished, Zhuo Yangyang rushed forward, grabbed the old lady Zhuo's hair without hesitation, and said with a sneer, "Dear? Why didn't you consider kissing when you killed my mother?"

"When you were going to send me to Xu Bao, why didn't you consider kissing me?"

The old lady Zhuo was fighting with each other, and she was speechless under the pain.

Zhuo Yangyang leaned down and whispered in her ear: "You're actually scared! But now I'm just treating you the way you used to treat me!"

The old lady Zhuo wanted to say something else.

Zhuo Yangyang was in no mood to talk nonsense to her anymore,

A brilliance appeared in her hand, and then she swiped at the old lady Zhuo's neck.

puff!

The old lady Zhuo's throat was cut open with a huge wound, and blood spurted out like a blooming bloody rose.

Then the old lady Zhuo covered her neck tightly with her hands, as if she wanted to heal the wound in this way.

But everything is in vain.

Blood flowed down the fingers, and the air in the lungs was also squeezed out, forming a series of fine air bubbles.

Her eyes were full of astonishment and fear, and she finally fell to the ground slowly, dying of despair.

At this moment, Zhuo Yangyang's purple dress was already covered with blood, but her expression became more and more excited, and then looked at Zhuo Ya who had shrunk into a ball with cold eyes, giggling.

"Sister Zhuo Ya, it turns out that when this old witch died, she was no different from a normal person! It was even worse, don't you think?"

Zhuo Ya was about to go crazy with fright, after hearing Zhuo Yangyang's question, she nodded hastily.

"Yes yes yes! This old hag is the worst! It's so good that you killed her, and you will be the head of the Zhuo family from now on!"

"Then don't you hate me?" Zhuo Yangyang said lightly.

Zhuo Ya hurriedly shook her head, "Of course not, I hate this old hag too!"

"But... I seem to have killed your mother just now! So you don't hate me?" Zhuo Yangyang leaned down and looked at Zhuo Ya who was half sitting on the ground.

The hairs all over Zhuo Ya's body stood on end, and she cried out in a crying voice: "I don't hate it, because they all deserve to die! Yangyang, I really know I was wrong, please let me go! I won't..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhuo Yangyang slapped her with a palm, which ended Zhuo Ya's life.

The dead body fell to the ground.

"They deserve to die, don't you deserve to die? Go down and talk to them about these things!" Zhuo Yangyang said coldly.

So far, Mrs. Zhuo and the others all died.

And Zhuo Yangyang became the only surviving member of the Zhuo family.

Everyone in the audience looked at the girl in purple with fear.

At the beginning, many people ignored her, and even thought she was just Xue An's maidservant.

But just now Zhuo Yangyang's ruthless method of killing several people in a row shocked everyone.

In particular, what she killed was a relative who was related to her by blood, which was even more frightening.

And the strength she showed has also been understood by many people.

From then on, there will be one more strong woman in the city of the curse.

There were several corpses lying here and there on the ground, and the smell of blood was so strong that it was disgusting.

But no one dared to show the slightest difference.

Xue An sighed softly, and said to himself, "Is it time to end?"

Many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that it is coming to an end.

But Xue An's next words made these people's hearts lift up again.

"It seems not yet!"

With that said, Xue An turned his head and smiled slightly at Kang Huazang, who had an uncertain expression.

"Are you right?".

Kang Huazang seemed to have expected that Xue An would ask him a long time ago, but there was no expression of fear on his face.

"Xue An, I admit that I underestimated you before! Your strength is indeed enough to win respect, and we at Tianfu Pavilion will admit defeat this time!"