Chapter 842

He shouted hysterically:

"Is Gu Hanyuan really that good! You mother and daughter both like him!"

His expression was gloomy with a strange flush.

That was the manifestation of internal injuries brought about by extreme anger.

Gu Hanyuan did not take Duan Zhengchun's incompetent rage to heart.

He knew the two women would not disappoint him.

Sure enough.

Li Qingluo first stabbed a knife into Duan Zhengchun's heart.

She mocked with disdain:

"Hanyuan is more handsome than you, has higher martial arts than you, is younger than you, and is even stronger than you. Prince Duan, may I ask what you have to compare with?"

Duan Zhengchun's face turned as pale as a zombie upon hearing this.

Even that flush was covered up.

He could clearly hear Li Qingluo's disgust for him in her words.

Once again, he associated it with the sequelae of his injuries on Leigu Mountain.

Let alone proving himself.

At this moment, even regaining his former glory was difficult.

Duan Zhengchun, who had lost his confidence.

Immediately broke down completely.

His lips moved as if wanting to say something.

But he could never open his mouth.

And Wang Yuyan also dealt double damage to Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu at this time.

She looked infatuatedly at Gu Hanyuan's handsome face with a smile in his eyes.

Almost involuntarily, she said:

"Brother Gu cherishes me very much, and loves me very much. He understands my heart, understands what I want, and I do not regret being his woman together with my mother."

Duan Yu was also broken down at this moment.

His eyes lost their luster.

Only a gray color remained.

Completely losing hope of struggling.

However, the two women seemed to feel that the damage given to Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu was not enough.

They looked at each other and smiled.

The two beautiful faces, which were already extremely similar, were almost perfectly synchronized at this moment.

Even the arc of their smiles was exactly the same.

They said in unison with telepathic understanding:

"We mother and daughter are willing."

The voices of the two women were firm.

Revealing their will to never regret.

Stabbing a desperate knife into Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu.

At this moment, not to mention the disheartened Duan Yu.

The blow Duan Zhengchun received was deeper.

Not only did he lose two women, Gan Baobao and Li Qingluo, in succession.

Dao Baifeng and Ruan Xingzhu were also drifting away from him.

He himself was suffering from the sequelae of internal injuries and was not performing well.

He was also despised by Li Qingluo.

A man's dignity had been trampled to the ground.

How could he, who prided himself on being a saint of love, accept this?

That extreme anger finally broke through his throat, which had been unable to make a sound.

"I don't believe it!"

Three words filled with resentment and sorrow were shouted out.

Also touching his internal organs, which were injured by anger.

Unable to suppress it any longer.

Fresh blood was sprayed from Duan Zhengchun's mouth as if it were worthless.