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Chapter 511: Erye Huo: Either he died or I died!

   Chapter 511 Huo Erye: Either he died, or I died!

  In order to protect his innocence, Huo Yirong broke the vows against the elders of the Witch Clan who forced him to submit.

  He killed the opponent himself.

  The means are simply and neat.

  Huo's family never did it by himself, he broke the ring.

Huo Yirong also knew about the Hundred Years Agreement between the Huo Family and the Witch Clan.

  He killed the elders of the Witch Clan and broke the precept again.

  In order to avoid the Huo family's investigation and entanglement with the Witch Clan, Huo Yirong and Huo Zhi flew to the United States overnight.

  Huo Yunjiao's lips twitched after listening.

  His second cousin was taken by the witch tribe, and he was **** to be the son-in-law.

  Huo Sanye felt angry and ridiculous about this.

  When did the people of the Huo family actually let the Wu Clan do whatever they want.

  The Huo family did sign a 100-year agreement with the Wu clan, but it does not mean that the Huo family can be driven by them.

  Huo Yunjiao's exquisite and handsome beauty is covered with clouds.

  Is the Huo family too tolerant to them, so that the people of the Witch tribe can’t find their place?

  Huo Sanye showed gentleness in his eyes. He said to Huo Yirong: "Second brother, no matter what the cause of the matter is, my grandfather must give an account."

  These words have faintly revealed a sign of wanting to open the Internet.

  Huo Yirong lowered his eyes, hiding the faint streamer glowing under his eyes.

  His tone of anger was unwilling, and he laughed at himself: "Why does the Huo Family want to control the Wu Clan? I am not reconciled, it is obviously their fault.

  I’ve grown up and I’ve never suffered such a big loss in front of outsiders. I almost changed my name. If my father knew it, he would have thought that his son, whom he had raised for more than 20 years, would become a daughter. "

  The Witch Witch is the next patriarch, and her husband must accompany her.

  Once Huo Yirong married a witch, he would no longer be free.

  How does this sound uncomfortable?

  Huo Yunjian ignored the strange feeling in his heart: "Then you shouldn't kill the elders of the Witch Clan."

   "Either he died, or I died!"

  Huo Yirong flushed his eyes and looked directly at Huo Yunjiao.

  Huo Yunjiao pressed his lips tightly, and exhaled deeply to the second brother's red eyes.

   "Now we still solve the immediate matter, what should grandfather do?"

  Huo Yirong blinked and said seriously: "I can't go to the Witch Clan."

  Let him marry a witch from the witch race, he would rather die than surrender.

  Huo Yunjiao stood for a long time, his body a little tired.

  He walked to the opposite single sofa and sat down, sitting upright and beautiful.

  His slender and beautiful hands are placed on his knees, and the sunlight outside the window is refracted and spilled on the back of his hands.

  San Ye’s fingertips touched his knees, and there was no movement.

  He is as deep as the eyes of an ancient well, and seems to be devastating.

   Eyes looked at Huo Yirong and Huo Zhi.

  Not knowing what he saw, his eyes moved slightly.

  Huo Yunjiao suddenly said: "Second brother, there are two ways to calm grandfather's anger. You can go to the penalty hall or hand over Huo Zhi."

   "Huo Zhi is really right this time."

  Huo Yirong shook his head, he was a dare to act.

  Huo Yunjian curled his eyebrows and looked at the two brothers and Huo Zhi.

  They are still as alienated as they once were, without the slightest ambiguity.

  Huo Yunjian tentatively said: "Second brother, are you with Huo Zhi?"

  Huo Yirong's tone is calm: "What happened to me and her?"

  He has a blank face, his eyes are clear and candid.

   "It's okay." Huo Yunjian shook his head.

  If it weren't for Huo Yirong's attitude, he almost thought that the good thing for the two of them was done.

  The Huo family has always distinguished between superior and inferior. The master and the dark guard have never been on the same line of equality.

  Huo Yirong quickly understood something, his expression changed drastically, and he stared at Huo Yunjiao inconceivably.

   "Third brother, what do you want!"

  Huo Erye felt that he was insulted.

  No matter how he did, he couldn’t have anything with Huo Zhi.

  Although the two are masters and servants, they have a friendship that they have had since childhood.

  Huo Zhi is the most favored little gardenia of the Huo family's dark guard.

  Her existence has different meanings to many people.

  Even if there is only Huo Zhi left in the world, Huo Yirong can guarantee that there will be no possibility between him and Huo Zhi.

   "It's fine if you don't." Huo Yunjiao nodded lightly.

  He waved to Huo Chuan, who was standing aside holding the password box in both hands: "Let’s put things away, don’t change the family law today."

  Before he knew that Huo Yirong was calculated by the Witch Clan, Huo Yunjiao wanted to do something about his second brother first.

   is for not letting the old man come in person.

  Go back to Huo’s family and start the family law, the second brother will definitely suffer a lot by then.

Since    is preconceived by the Wu clan, there is still room for discussion this time.

   Suddenly, Huo Zhi, who was kneeling on the ground, planted forward uncontrollably.

   "Huo Zhi!"

   "Little Gardenia!"

  Two anxious voices sounded.

  Huo Chuan, who had just put down the things in his hand, saw Huo Zhi who had fallen to the ground, and rushed towards him.

  Huo Yirong watched Huo Zhi go to download with cold eyes, but didn't move.

  He is the closest person, as long as he stretches out his hand, he can hold him.

   Another voice was from Huo Qiang who was holding his phone from a distance and pointed the camera at Huo Yirong and Huo Zhi.

  Fortunately, there is no danger.

   Huo Zhi was about to fall to the ground, he was supported by Huo Chuan as quickly as possible.

  Huo Yunjian silently watched Huo Chuan pin Huo Zhi, calling her name anxiously.

  San Ye's eyes drooped slightly, and the complexity of the fundus was also hidden.

   Soon, he stood up and walked across to Huo Qiang.

  Huo Yunjiao's cold expression faded from the bottom of his eyes, and a soft light appeared.

   "Grandfather, this is how things happened. This time the Wu clan has indeed crossed the line. If you do something about your second brother, it will be a bit too heavy. If you have any problems, wait for me to take them back to China and give you an explanation."

  Huo Yunjiao finished speaking, slightly raised his eyes to look at Huo Qiang.

  The latter pressed his finger on the phone screen and made an OK gesture to Huo Yunjiao.

   "Are you all done recording?"

   "It's recorded, San Ye."

  Huo Qiang stepped forward and handed the phone respectfully to the man in front of him.

When Huo Qiang made a sound, Huo Yirong, who was kneeling on the ground not far away, immediately stood up.

  The grievances, unwillingness and anger on his face disappeared completely.

  Huo Yirong walked to Huo Chuan and Huo Zhi, twisted his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice, "What happened to Little Gardenia?"

  Huo Chuan's face was distressed: "I lost too much blood and fainted."

  Huo Yirong glanced over Huo Zhi's pale, **** face, and his voice was rare and soft: "Look for a doctor to show her, and then let her recover from the illness with peace of mind. For the time being, I don't have to go back to China, so I don't have to go back and lose my life."

   "Xie Erye."

  Huo Chuan showed gratitude, holding Huo Zhi upstairs.

  The Huo family's dark guards are very close, especially Huo Zhi, who can be said to be the most favored of the dark guards.

  She wants something, Huo Qiang and Huo Chuan are the first to stand up.

  Huo Yirong walked to Huo Yunjiao, patted him on the shoulder, and said gratefully: "Thank you, third brother."

   "All brothers."

  Huo Yunjiao's complexion was cold, and the light under his eyes was gentle.

   "Does Huo Zhi's injury matter?"

  Huo Yirong's face was dark and murderous in his body.

   "I can't die, but it's almost ruined by the gangsters of the Wu clan. If it weren't for them to do things that are inferior to beasts, I would not do it myself."

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  (End of this chapter)

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