C7 The impending storm

"Daddy, I'm in so much pain! My head is in so much pain!" Warmth lay on the ground, crying and shouting.

"Ihao, you're not human!" Leng Kui heard the warm cries of pain. His red eyes glared furiously at Ihao. If looks could kill, perhaps Ihao would have died thousands of times before he was able to do so.

Anyone in the underworld would know how much he doted on his precious daughter. If someone dared to offend her or even touch a single hair on her head, he would definitely make that person suffer a miserable death.

At the sound of her cries, Ihao merely glanced at her. He was very pleased with the way he reacted to the cries and cries, and the feelings he felt in his heart.

He didn't feel anything at all!

Ten years ago, if he had seen her crying so much, he would have disregarded everything, even the mountains of blades and seas of flames in front of him. However, everything was different now. Looking at the warm and cold tears, he could do it.

Cold and warm, ten years, I have finally completely uprooted you from the heart.

Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on his face. He slowly approached the warmth and slowly crouched down beside her.

She felt warm all over, as if she had been run over by a truck, and she couldn't muster any strength. She looked up, her teary eyes staring straight into Ihao's cold eyes, and for a moment she shivered in fear.

She bit hard on her lip, then struggled to get up and sit on the floor. She retracted the tears from her eyes and looked at Ihao, breathing a little more quickly.

"You want to... "What do you want!?" Warmth took a few steps back in fear, pulling away from Ihao.

Yi Hao looked coldly at the woman who was resisting him at the moment. He curled his lips, and his eyes suddenly shone with a burning, bloodthirsty fire.

"Didn't I just tell you? I want to bring you on a tour of Hell! " He leaned close to her ear, his voice low but clear enough for everyone to hear.

Hearing this, Warmth couldn't help but shudder again. She stared at him with frightened eyes, alert yet vigilant. "You want to …" What do you want to sit on? "

What did this cold-blooded and ruthless man want to do? Before this, he had already killed so many people and succeeded in turning the Leng Clan into a hell on earth. What else did he want to do?

Thinking of those fresh lives just now, falling down one by one in front of his eyes, Warmth couldn't help but shiver all over.

"Yi Hao, the person who let you down back then was me. It has nothing to do with my daughter. If you have anything to do with me, just come at me. I won't let you hurt her!" Leng Kui roared at Ihao. He saw Warmth trembling under the pressure and threat of Ihor. He really wanted to kill!

When Yi Hao heard Leng Kui's roar, he was not angry. Instead, he gave a cold smile. He gazed at the warm air for a while before slowly standing up from the ground.

He turned around and walked towards Leng Kui.

"Don't worry, it'll be your turn soon!" Yi Hao laughed lightly, but Leng Kui could see the storm that was about to come under his calm smile.