"You actually want to kill me?"

"I want you to die!"

As the words fell, Zhang Junyuan had already clasped Zhang Ningxue's wrist, trying to press the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle hidden in her sleeve on Zhang Ningxue's forehead.

Ye Hao's eyelids twitched, and he understood instantly.

Because of Zhang Ningxue's attack, Zhang Junyuan's inner demons began to erupt, and Zhang Junyuan was out of control at this moment.

And Zhang Ningxue, who looked dull, regained a bit of sobriety at this moment because of the severe pain in her wrist.

When she recovered, she looked pained and bewildered at the moment.

"Grandpa, what are you going to do, why am I here..."

Zhang Ningxue spoke in a harsh voice.

"If you want to kill this old man, of course this old man will kill you!"

"To tell you the truth, the old man has long been unhappy with you!"

"If it wasn't for you, little bitch, what would happen to my two children!?"

While venting the resentment in his heart, Zhang Junyuan pressed the rainstorm pear blossom needle in Zhang Ningxue's sleeve to her forehead.

Seeing that the rainstorm was about to erupt, Zhang Ningxue closed her eyes in despair.

She didn't know what happened at all, she only knew that her grandfather was going to kill herself.

At the critical moment when Zhang Ningxue was about to die, the black and white servants broke in upon hearing the news.

Ye Hao took a step forward and landed on Zhang Junyuan's forehead with one finger.

His inner breath quickly poured into Zhang Junyuan's body, directly erasing the black energy entangled in his heart at this moment!

Inner Demon, destroy!

"ah--"

At the moment when the black air was wiped away, Zhang Junyuan's body trembled violently because of the pain.

The murderous intent in his eyes also quickly receded, and finally the whole person returned to normal.

And the hand that was holding Zhang Ningxue loosened slightly at this moment, letting go of Zhang Ningxue.

Afterwards, Zhang Junyuan fell down and sat on the ground. His energy and spirit were slackened at this moment, and his whole temperament directly changed qualitatively.

He seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, but his spirit had improved a bit.

In the end, Zhang Junyuan spat out a mouthful of blood as black as ink, and then fell unconscious on the ground.

Ye Hao hurriedly stepped forward, helped Zhang Junyuan up, and put him on the sofa. Then he bit his fingertips, and a drop of blood fell on the center of Zhang Junyuan's eyebrows.

This drop of blood full of masculine killing aura fell on the center of the eyebrows, and Zhang Junyuan's whole aura became a little more abundant, and it was no longer full of coldness.

"grandfather--"

At this time, Zhang Ningxue also woke up, she quickly grabbed the rainstorm pear blossom needle in her sleeve, and pointed it at Ye Hao. JrNovels.com