Sandalwood as deep as a feather

The autumn wind was bleak, the fallen leaves swirled and flew into the distance, and there was a faint smell of blood coming from the courtyard.

Lin Jingtan looked up at the person in front of him, his eyes were full of frost, without any emotion.

The atmosphere between the two of them condensed for a long time, and they just looked at each other speechlessly.

"You go." The young man in black was the first to break the silence.

Lin Jingtan raised half of the corner of his lips lightly, and said with a smirk: "The entire general's mansion has been bloodbathed by you, why do you still have to pretend to be a good person in front of me?"

"You don't understand." It was ethereal like a sigh from afar.

As if being poked into a sore spot, Lin Jingtan finally couldn't hold back his sneer: "Oh, I don't understand? The thing I regret the most is knowing you, a white-eyed wolf..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a painful roar: "You don't know anything!"

Lin Jingtan frowned, but when he raised his head, he met a pair of stubborn eyes. Those Danfeng eyes seemed to be filled with thick ink, containing so many complex emotions, so deep that he dared not look directly at them.

After being stunned for a moment, Lin Jingtan's eyes were replaced by anger, he took a step forward and grabbed the man's collar: "Then you tell me why you did this, isn't it good enough for me to treat you!"

The neckline was deformed by the excessive force, but the person in front of him seemed to be stunned, his eyes were out of focus, and he could only murmur: "It's not like this, it's not..."

As if he had punched cotton, Lin Jingtan felt powerless and lost. He closed his eyes and said mechanically, "Is it him? He sent you here? From the very beginning, you guys were partnering to lie to me."

Although he didn't say his name, the young man in black somehow understood, and hastily denied it: "I didn't mean to lie to you at first..."

But Lin Jingtan didn't want to listen anymore: "Forget it, I'm tired, and I don't want to see you again in the future."

After saying this, he tapped his toes and disappeared over the wall.

Chen Qingyu was left alone looking at the withered apricot tree in the courtyard for a long time unable to recover.

It wasn't until his subordinates came to report that he put away his fragile appearance, put on a cold face again, and opened his thin lips lightly: "Go and report to Your Majesty, all 68 people in the Lin family have been killed, and Lin Jingtan's poisonous power has dissipated." , the corpses were separated in the chaos.

After speaking, he turned and left the "home" where he had lived for nearly ten years without looking back.

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