"Ah!"
A shrill cry sounded as the bones were smashed to pieces by the middle-aged man with the hamr. As the bones shattered, there was a hissing sound, as if sothing was corroding. In an instant, the bones turned into ashes and dissipated in the air.
The hatred of crushing the bones to ashes made the guards feel cold to the bone. However, just as their Master was about to remove the second bone with a calm face, the corpse suddenly flickered and the ghost swayed lightly. A woman's face was faintly revealed…
"Father… I'm in pain… Father, save , save …"
The sounds of crying were so familiar that the middle-aged man froze up. He stared blankly at the ghost on the corpse that had turned into his daughter. He was so shocked when he saw his daughter suffering that the hamr fell out of his hand and hit his foot.
"Sss!"
The hamr hitting his foot caused him to gasp in pain, and at the sa ti, his mind suddenly beca clear. He looked steadily at the crying ghost and shook his head, then he said in a deep voice filled with sorrow: "No, you are not my daughter, no!"
He picked up the hamr from the ground and injected spirit energy from his hand. The next mont, he held the hamr and rose into the air: "Give my daughter back her life!"
"Crack!"
That blow had hit the corpse's head hard and split it open. With the injection of his spirit energy, the corpse's skill had shattered and turned into ashes instantly, and scattered all over the ground.
The other bones were also destroyed when the skull was shattered, they had also cracked open and fell onto the array on the ground. A shrill sharp scream pierced through the night at that mont, until it gradually dissipated…
The ghost was destroyed and the corpse had turned into ashes. The array on the ground gradually dispersed. The middle-aged man stood in a daze and stared at the hamr in his hand, silently shedding a tear.
"Father…" Two n stepped forward and ca to his side to support him.
The middle-aged man finally ca to his senses and took a deep breath, then threw the hamr away. He walked towards Wei Feng and Gu Mo: "Gentlen, I would like to thank your mistress, is that possible?"
Wei Feng glanced at him and said: "My Mistress is resting. She has left instructions, there is no need to say thank you. She isn't helping you."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man paused and asked: "May I ask your Mistress' surna?" If the woman in red hadn't stopped and ordered them to help them, he would not have been able to take revenge for his daughter. Now that he had avenged his daughter, even if she didn't need him to thank her, he still hoped to know who it was that had helped him get his revenge.
Wei Feng glanced at him and said: "My Mistress doesn't take this trivial matter seriously, you don't need to either." Having said that, he turned around and left with Gu Mo.
On the other side, Du Fan and the others who had been watching from the front of the house smiled when they saw them coming back. They walked inside talking and laughing, then the door was closed and blocked all sight from outside.
Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man withdrew his gaze. He instructed his subordinates to send a team of people to keep watch through the night, then he walked into the house with his two sons.
In the room, the father and sons sat opposite each other, but they were silent. After a long ti, one of the n asked: "Father, who do you think they are? Who could that lady be? I have seen a lot of strong people, but I have never seen anyone like them before."
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