【Kuan Xin】Snake and Venom

The people who came were Li Muhe and several of his subordinates.

The subordinates hurried forward to help Xiao Jing and untie her. They didn't forget what the young man with a playful smile had repeatedly told him to protect the little girl a few days ago.

Sanqi was extremely astonished, his eyes were full of desolation and disbelief, his lips trembling: "Are you not dead?"

The grief in Li Muhe's eyes was almost overflowing, and he looked at the young man in front of him with heartbreak. He never thought that his son would become like this one day.

The light in Sanqi's eyes was unstoppable, he was quiet for a moment, his expression suddenly realized, in an instant, he wanted to understand something.

Both Sanqi and Master Fusheng thought that they were in control of the overall situation, that they had the power to kill lives, and that they were manipulating the rules of the game—not long ago, they were complacent about the conspiracy they came up with.

In fact, it is not, all this is their self-deception.

Yuan Zhongxin discovered the clues of the matter earlier than them. From the moment Xiaojing took the initiative to approach Sanqi, the chess game set by Yuan Zhongxin began.

Now, Sanqi's side has already collapsed, and without Xiaojing's bargaining chip, it won't be long before the Sanshengguan side will also be breached.

Sanqi suddenly burst into laughter, hysterical, desperate: "Yuan Zhongxin! I really underestimated you!"

Li Muhe endured the great grief in his heart, took a step forward, and said in a weak voice, "Xu'er..."

Sanqi's expression was impressively fierce, he gritted his teeth and stared at Li Muhe, and said lightly: "I hate you."

Li Muhe's figure stopped immediately, he realized that the distance in front of him was only a few steps, but walking over it was like stepping on the tip of a knife, making life worse than death.

Sanqi lowered her eyes, stretched out her hand to cover her chest, and pressed hard, blood flowed continuously from the wound.

Xiao Jing caught a glimpse of the shocking blood red, and immediately shouted: "Stop! You will die!"

Sanqi sneered indifferently: "Dead? Can I still live today?"

The crowd was silent.

Li Muhe said with a trembling voice, "Why?"

"Because you never took me to heart!" Sanqi roared angrily.

"I am your son! Your own son! Where were you when I was hurt by your so-called good brother?! I want to think about what you said when you asked for help?! Where were you when I was scared ?!"

"Those children, what do you have to do with them? Why can you take risks to save them, but can't give me a little trust?!"

"You keep saying, I am your son, what have you given me? You have given me nothing except to give me a life to fend for myself!"

Sanqi roared heart-piercingly, complained, and wept bitterly. He lost all thoughts and released all the sorrow and grievance that had been suppressed for a long time.

Sanqi said every word to his heart, Li Muhe's eyes turned black, and blood rushed to his throat instantly, his heart was filled with grief, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground, his body swayed unsteadily.

His subordinates hurried forward to support him.

Xiaojing stepped forward to check Li Muhe's pulse. She looked at Sanqi with mournful eyes, and choked up, "Brother Sanqi, do you really think so? Do you really hate your father so much?"

Sanqi's eyes were slack and there was no response.

Xiaojing clenched his fists desperately, trying to calm himself down: "Big Brother Sanqi, Uncle Li is not your biological father, you are the child he picked up; I leave the team to you to take care of..."

Li Muhe wanted to interrupt Xiaojing's words in a panic, and shouted loudly: "Stop talking!"

But Xiaojing was unmoved: "When he found out about your being hurt, he personally killed that beast to avenge you; Missing, he tried his best to escape from prison and spent five years looking for you, even if he was slandered as a pirate, he would not hesitate!"

"Brother Sanqi, I know you have no way to forgive Uncle Li, but I beg you, don't continue to hate. It's too painful to hate someone."

"He really, already regretted it."

At the end, Xiaojing was about to cry. She really didn't want to say these words, but seeing Sanqi's despair, she couldn't bear it—even if Sanqi was really going to die, she had to die clearly !

Every word of Xiaojing's words was like thunder, hitting his heart, leaving scars that were hard to heal. He stared blankly at Li Muhe, who had a pale face, and asked softly, "Is what she said true?" Is it?"

Li Muhe was exhausted and acquiesced.

Suddenly, Sanqi smiled, with tears in his eyes, but no hatred on his face, it was the most innocent smile, looking at Li Muhe in front of him, he recalled the high-spirited him back then, Sanqi inexplicably Feeling relieved, the hatred accumulated for five years dissipated in an instant.

Sanqi lowered his eyes, staring at his own reflection in the bloody water, he saw the young man inside was dazed and restless, covered in blood, and burdened with layers of sins, he said softly: "So, you didn't want me."

Sanqi raised the dagger and plunged it into his chest decisively. His movements were as fast as lightning, which caught everyone by surprise.

Li Muhe rushed forward heart-piercingly, hugged Sanqi who had fallen to the ground, and cried bitterly. He said "I'm sorry" over and over again incoherently, but there was nothing else to say.

Sanqi's tears rolled down his cheeks, he smiled silently, struggling to pull the corners of his mouth: "Father..."

Li Muhe was stunned, this was the first time Sanqi called him that in so many years.

"I'm sorry... I was wrong, I really, knew I was wrong... Don't want me."

"Father, I... don't hate you anymore, really, I don't hate you anymore... Can you live and live for me?" His voice became softer and softer, as if to Like drifting with the wind, lost in the autumn.

Li Muhe broke down in tears and nodded desperately.

"Father, I..."

The evil I committed, I will end with my own hands.

In this life, our father-son relationship is over, but if we meet again in the next life, I will definitely be grateful.

"Xu'er?" Li Muhe called softly.

For a long time no one answered.

Sanqi lost consciousness and died in Li Muhe's arms.

Li Muhe burst into tears, and hugged Sanqi's body into his arms, distraught, his originally tough body was shaking non-stop at this moment.

Xiaojing took a step forward and stopped his sadness: "Uncle Li, you have to cheer up, the real villain hasn't been brought to justice yet, you can't fall down."

Li Muhe knew who Xiaojing was talking about, and when he mentioned Master Fusheng, his eyes were icy cold, and he blushed angrily: "Brother Yuan, when will we go there?"

When mentioning Yuan Zhongxin, the worry in Xiaojing's eyes lightened slightly, and she said, "It's not possible yet, the people are not here yet."

Yuan Zhongxin said that a good show will always be sung after all the people are gathered.

At this time, Yuan Zhongxin was tortured by the poison so that his whole body ached, his breath was like gossamer, and the corners of his forehead were sweating constantly.

Master Fusheng shook his arms, stretched his waist, and said leisurely: "Yuan Zhongxin, how is it? Now you finally understand what happened to Li Muhe back then? Can you rest in peace?"

Yuan Zhongxin gritted his teeth, and the dagger in his hand had penetrated into a very deep place, but he didn't realize it, and he held on tighter: "There is still a place."

Master Fusheng looked at him with his head tilted, frowning slightly, his patience was somewhat exhausted.

"Xiaojing said, I saw a kind of aphrodisiac in your herb garden, who is it for?"

Master Fusheng's face turned black.

Yuan Zhongxin grinned, mocking slightly: "No way, you used it yourself, didn't you?"

Master Fusheng grabbed Yuan Zhongxin by the collar, gave him a vicious look, and gritted his teeth: "Yuan Zhongxin, I was kind enough to ask you to make a deal for yourself, are you just so patient?" Do you want to send yourself to death?"

Yuan Zhongxin sneered, although his face was pale and sweating, but the light in his eyes was as bright as a galaxy, which was surprisingly bright: "Master Fusheng, why do you need to finish it for me, there is probably a whole town gathered outside the house now I want to make it up for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the Sansheng Hall was kicked open and fell down in response.

Master Fusheng's eyes turned to the door for a moment, and he cried out in his heart that something was wrong. He clenched his hands tightly and threatened in a panic: "Yuan Zhongxin! What are you going to do? Is Xiaojing going to die?!"

Yuan Zhongxin was amused, he glanced feebly at the person who was about to barge in at the door: "Master Fusheng really flattered me, I still have to rely on my friends to save me, how can I save Xiaojing?"

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded: "Brother Yuan!"

Master Fusheng immediately let go of Yuan Zhongxin, stared at Xiaojing as if he had seen a ghost, his heart was beating wildly, he was just about to flee Sansheng Hall in a panic, but was kicked flying by Li Muhe in the next second, lying on his stomach. On the ground, I would rather die.

Xiaojing helped Yuan Zhongxin up in a panic. Seeing that he was injured, he almost cried: "Brother Yuan, what's wrong with you? Why are you injured so badly?" Xiaojing took his pulse and found that he was still poisoned up!

Yuan Zhongxin shook his head weakly: "It doesn't matter to me, is everyone in the town here?"

Little head.

Yuan Zhongxin patted her on the head, signaling her not to worry: "Go, let's go out first."

Outside the Sansheng Pavilion, many people crowded around, all of them were ordinary poor families in Banqiao Town, men, women and children.