The girl who was once so stunning and charming is now in such a miserable state.

"Will she die?"

Chu Wenfei thought like this, and an unspeakable sadness surged out of his heart.

Although he only met Zhang Zixi once, her beauty, her domineering attitude, and her dashing heroic demeanor undoubtedly left a deep impression on Chu Wenfei.

A woman he admired so much fell down in front of him, and Chu Wenfei naturally couldn't hide his sadness.

"Zixi!"

"Meng Wanjun, you bastard."

"Do you really dare to kill them all?"

"Mr. Chu was as ruthless as he was back then, and he also left some descendants for our Lu family."

"I didn't expect you, you beast, to leave no hope for the Zhang family!"

Seeing Zhang Zixi's appearance, Lu Ziming's eyes immediately turned red.

He yelled angrily at Meng Wanjun!

He originally thought that Mark was cruel enough.

However, he did not expect that Meng Wanjun would be even more ruthless than Mark.

Even the only remaining descendant of the Zhang family was not spared.

"Mr. Chu?"

"I don't know what Mr. Chu is."

"How do people I don't know deserve to be compared to me?"

"I only know that from now on, there will be only one voice in this land north of the Yangtze River."

"That's my voice, Meng Wanjun!"

"As for you, Master Lu, since you care so much about the life and death of the Zhang family, then I will do my best and send you to accompany the Zhang family."

Meng Wanjun was condescending and smiled proudly.

He enjoys this feeling, this feeling of controlling the life and death of others, this feeling of trampling under his feet the people he looked up to in the past.

Thinking back to the beginning, both the Zhang family and the Lu family were terrifying entities that Meng Wanjun was afraid of.

But now, the life and death of these terrible forces that he once feared are in his hands!

"Three of you, get rid of it!"

Meng Wanjun clasped his fists slightly and said respectfully to the three figures.

After that, the three people turned around and locked Lu Ziming together with fierce energy.

The moment he was stared at by these people, Lu Ziming felt a chill down his spine and a numb scalp.

He had only experienced this feeling when facing a master at the peak of his powers, or even a half-titled master.

"You...who are you?"

"The Meng family, how...why did there suddenly appear to be so many terrifying strong men?"

Lu Ziming lost his voice in fear and his old face turned pale.

"Why would a dying person ask so many questions?" Meng Wanjun shook his head.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Immediately afterwards, three sounds piercing the air suddenly sounded.

In Lu Ziming's horrified eyes, he saw the three men approaching quickly, and three attacks coming towards him from three different directions.

Lu Ziming wanted to hide.

However, the opponent's speed is too fast.

Before he could make any move, he was hit in the chest.

Then the belly, then the back!

Boom boom boom!

Three booms exploded directly on Lu Ziming.

Wave after wave of fierce energy rushed into Lu Ziming's body like an abyss.

The tendons were broken and blood spurted out.

Lu Ziming's originally strong aura quickly extinguished like a candle in the wind.

Finally, the whole person fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

That's it, just two encounters.

Zhang Zixi and Lu Ziming were defeated.

The huge gap in strength left them with no power to fight back.

However, Zhang Zixi and Lu Ziming did not die immediately, and they seemed to still be alive.

Meng Wanjun waved his hand and had the two of them tied to the stone pillar together with Zhang Jiuling.

And, pour gasoline on them.

At the top of the West Lake, Meng Wanjun held the torch high and looked down at the living beings below.

The cold wind is biting and the flames are roaring.

Meng Wanjun's eyes were full of pride, and he dominated the world, and his majestic voice resounded throughout the north of the Yangtze River.

"From now on, Jiangbei, respect me!"

boom!

The torch was thrown high.

Under the horrified gazes of everyone in the audience, Zhang Zixi and the other three were swallowed up by the raging fire.

However, the fire only lasted a second.

Suddenly, a bone-chilling wind came over me.

The surrounding temperature dropped suddenly.

The fire that was originally burning suddenly went out.

Everyone present shuddered unconsciously.

"Um?"

"What's going on?"

"Bring me more fire!"

Meng Wanjun suddenly frowned and asked someone to light the torch again.

However, it still went out quickly.

Such a strange scene made Meng Wanjun suddenly have a bad premonition in his heart.

"Oh my God!"

"Look!"

"What is that?"

However, at this moment, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.

In an instant, everyone turned around.

Thousands of pairs of eyes all fell into the depths of the West Lake.

I saw only that road, a thin figure, walking in steps on the West Lake.

The cold wind is biting and murderous intent is rampant.

Within a radius of ten miles, the grass and trees are silent, and the insects and birds are silent.

The figure on the top of the West Lake looks like the return of the devil!
Chapter completed!