The bright red blood was extremely dazzling, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The girl who fell in a pool of blood was as pale as paper, with severe pain in her lower abdomen, her expression was numb, and there was no trace of sadness or compassion.

Yan Zhixu and Fu Shimo stood together, they smelled the blood in the air and knew clearly that Yuan Qingqiu had a miscarriage.

That little guy, who had not yet developed and could be called an embryo at best, turned into a pool of blood and left.

Facing the misery of the world, but unable to save it, unable to intervene, and pretending to be indifferent.

The uncomfortable feeling spread all over the body, and the breathing became rapid at this moment, as if the air in the air was thinning.

"Grandson, my grandson!"

Madam Wang kept beating her knees with both hands, her face full of regret and hatred, and she threw off her son's supporting hand and sat on the ground.

Looking at the pool of blood without blinking, "My big fat grandson, grandma has been waiting for you for so long, why did you leave?"

None of the other people watching around comforted the person lying in a pool of blood, but all sighed that it was a pity that this child was bleeding.

Human beings are indifferent and morally corrupt, and they have long since turned into beasts in human skins.

Yuan Qingqiu looked at everyone coldly, raised his hand laboriously and stroked his empty stomach, the pity in his eyes disappeared in a flash.

A shrill laughter overflowed from her throat, "Ahahaha, grandson? It's just a filthy seed that has not yet formed, a little beast, it will flow when it flows. What's a pity?!"

This child has sinful blood flowing on his body, and in this environment, he will only become an inhuman devil.

His father was a strong female perpetrator, an accomplice of human traffickers, destined to be born with countless sins.

Rather than letting him grow up to harm other innocent girls in the future, it is better to get rid of it as soon as possible.

In this way...maybe meet a better parent...and grow up in a loving bath of a healthy and happy family.

"Bitch hoof, what did you say? You actually cursed my grandson so well?!"

When Mrs. Wang, who was sitting on the ground, heard Yuan Qingqiu's words, her expression was ferocious, she got up from the ground angrily, and rushed forward in three or two steps.

With a mad face, his hands fiercely grabbed the opponent's slender neck, and the strength in his hands continued to increase.

And Wang Wanshan, the son of Wang Po, who always seemed to be honest and timid and did not dare to speak, also rushed forward and punched Yuan Qingqiu.

"Bitch, I paid for you to come back to give birth to a son. How dare you curse my son?"

"If it wasn't for you to run away, my mother wouldn't beat you, so our son wouldn't bleed!"

...

The honest man's hands were precise and ruthless, Yuan Qingqiu had difficulty breathing, his face was flushed, and gradually turned blue.

It'll be an accident if you hit it again!

Susukino's body trembled uncontrollably, and his heart was full of anger.

"..."

Yan Zhixu looked at the girl lying on the ground. The fate line of the other party was darkened, and the black mist was entangled, but there was a faint chance of life between them.

She pursed her lips slightly, and shot out a spiritual energy that was invisible to the mortal body, and the spiritual energy quickly transformed into shape in the air.

The light blue spiritual power transformed into a delicate long whip, and the whip automatically slapped the person without being swung.

"Snapped--"

The long whip emitting a faint blue glow struck Madam Wang and Wang Wanshan.

There was not a single scar on the skin of the two, but there was a sharp pain in the soul.

"..."

Fu Shimo saw the long whip in the air, and its name came to mind—Fuxian Daling Whip!

This whip is transformed from the spiritual power of practitioners, and it is designed to hit people's souls. The whip has a spirit and can distinguish between good and evil. The more evil it does, the more painful it will be.

On the other hand, if it hits a great benevolent person with immeasurable virtues, there will be no pain at all.