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If no one is patrolling, this peacock beach will be dead.

Even the patrolling people are as numb as wandering spirits, walking silently on the silent stone road.

Ah Po doesn't know where is more lifeless between here and the thick soil where people are buried in Baixue Ridge.

No matter what happens tonight, it is bound to arouse outsiders' speculation.Because Duan Jingzhe is sure to die.

The first person to know this news was Duan Jingzhe, since he decided to poison Qiu Lingfu, he would definitely die under Qiu Xinsu's sword.

If Qiu Xinsu didn't want the antidote, he would have died a long time ago. Even if he could really use this to blackmail Qiu Xinsu, he would be killed by Qiu Xinsu soon after he had no reason to threaten him.Duan Jingzhe couldn't have imagined this point.

Ah Po walked silently on the eaves, watching a single disciple come back with his hand relieved, when the person walked into the dark, he approached the person like a ghost, and put the knife under his neck.

"Where is Duan Jingzhe?"

The disciple was quite frightened, and quickly explained: "In...that bamboo house by the forest!"

"Bamboo house?" Ah Po was afraid that there was a fraud in it.

The man felt that the blade was cold, and said in fear: "Master Duan Er has been sleeping there, at this hour, I'm afraid he has already fallen asleep!"

Ah Po let him go, pressed acupuncture points and let him lie in the dark, and then ran towards that place.

When he got close to the edge of the forest, he found that there was really a bamboo house there.The bamboo hut was erected alone by the edge of the forest, it was dark and scary, and there was no one guarding, no one serving, and no one coming and going.

Duan Jingzhe, usually dressed in a luxurious and upright manner, always makes people speculate that he is a person who likes to enjoy himself just like Qiu Lingfu, but he actually sleeps here.

At this time, the huge black shadow of the mountain forest covered the bamboo house, and Ah Po suddenly thought of the grievances that could not be dispersed on the thick soil.He subconsciously looked towards the woods on the side of the house.

This hope, I really found something.

He saw a pale man, dressed in white clothes as thin as a spirit banner, swimming from the forest.

Those who come are not souls, but people who have lost their souls.

Duan Jingzhe saw Ah Po, looked around him again, and said: "You came first."

Ah Po didn't move and waited for him to come to him, he only opened his mouth and said, "How do you want to die?"

Duan Jingzhe stared at him, and only said a word lightly: "Do you know that Qiu Lingfu's poison has no antidote?"

As soon as Duan Jingzhe opened his mouth, the situation became clear, and he immediately knew who was in the upper hand.

He looked at Ah Po's expression as if struck by lightning, and smiled easily: "Oh, you don't know."

But he soon stopped smiling, as if he had suddenly grown weary of the little thrill of victory.

Duan Jingzhe stared at Ah Po: "I have to go for a walk in the forest every night, trying to find someone who has neither bones nor living people, so I still refuse to give up until now... If Qiu Lingfu didn't have you, will be the same as me."

Po knew what he meant by "same as me".

"He will not kill innocent people indiscriminately like you."

Duan Jingzhe laughed suddenly when he heard it, he stared at Ah Po's eyes suddenly, and said faintly: "He will."

Ah Po suppressed the dagger in his hand, he still had something to ask Duan Jingzhe, but he didn't know what it was.

This person is a mystery to all of them, and if a mystery is not solved, they will die. This mystery will be like sand in a shoe, which makes people feel uneasy.

But he didn't think he could ask such a cunning person the truth.

Duan Jingzhe also saw his thoughts clearly: "I won't say anything you want to know before I die, I advise you to rest easy."

Ah Po stared into his eyes: "You don't want to see Kong Ting before you die?"

Duan Jingzhe's expression didn't change, but he paused for a moment before laughing: "What am I doing seeing him? You seem to think that that person is a trick to me."

Ah Po saw his momentary silence, but it didn't prove anything.

Ah Po also just tentatively said: "I don't know if he is a handle on you, but as long as you do one thing before you die, I will guarantee that he will not be retaliated by Qiu Xinsu, will you do it?"

Duan Jingzhe smiled lightly and said: "If you don't do it, you should lie down peacefully before you die."

Ah Po said again: "Qiu Xinsu will definitely kill him. It may be worse than starving to death."

Duan Jingzhe just stared at him with a pair of black eyes, only a stiff and weird smile on his face.

Ah Po stared into his eyes: "I will never tell Qiu Xinsu about the decision you said."

Ah Po said that he wanted to kill, but he might not really want to kill, but he said he would not kill, and he would definitely not kill.

Of course Duan Jingzhe is clear that this young man is actually a fool who follows the so-called daring heart and is willing to endure hardships.

Duan Jingzhe remained motionless, like a weathered stone. After a long time, his mocking eyelashes drooped, and his entire face became as quiet and peaceful as death.

He said, "Which secret do you want to ask?"

It was the first time for him to speak in such a light and steady tone, like the silence of the world after the wind and sand stopped, without lofty self-confidence, and without impulsive violence, he just uttered a word in a normal way.

Ah Po looked at him with complicated eyes: "If you want to protect a secret, it's better not to know, I won't ask. I want to ask where did the poison come from?"

In this world, there is no strange poison born out of thin air, and there is no antidote that comes out of thin air.All he cared about was the poison.

Duan Jingzhe said in a deep voice, "It was left by Duan Zhongsi."

That was his biological father, whom he called by his first name.

Ah Po didn't get too entangled in it, he just said: "Who gave it to him?"

Duan Jingzhe said again: "The person who investigated this before is dead. I don't know who it is. But there is one person who knows."

Ah Po asked him: "Qiu Xinsu?"

Duan Jingzhe suddenly evoked a strange smile: "She does know, but she won't take it. Because among the thousands of strange poisons and medicines, she doesn't know which one can save Qiu Lingfu."

His smile was short, and he quickly put on a mysterious face: "But if you are sure to kill me, it must be because you found Ye Huihe. As long as Qiu Xinsu is willing to open up the secret to Ye Huihe, you can save me." he."

Ah Po understood, he said lightly: "You don't care about that secret at all, you just want to let it out."

Duan Jingzhe also admitted: "Qiu Xinsu also doesn't care about that secret, she just wants to keep it. We let it out and keep it, do you think she can keep it?"

"Is Kong Ting Duan Jinglan?" Ah Po suddenly asked him.

Duan Jingzhe thought for a long time.

The wind blows the woods, and the whispers of birds are trivial and far away at night.He struggled lifelessly, then said at a loss, "I don't know."

Ah Po said: "He opened that lock."

Duan Jingzhe recalled, and said with a sad smile: "He may have been my stumbling block all along."

Ah Po understood: "You don't want to know anymore."

Duan Jingzhe's eyes moved slightly.Ah Po was trying to test him, to make him feel more attached to that person before he died, so as to get more news.

But when he looked at Ah Po's eyes, he seemed to sympathize with himself.

pity?What sympathy does he need?What people are afraid of is not the pain of death, but the fear of being separated from what they have forever.

He has nothing of his own, so he need not worry about it.

There was the sound of approaching footsteps in the distance.

Ah Po didn't need to raise his eyes, he said: "Qiu Xinsu is here."

Both Ah Po and him could feel that there were two other people who came with Qiu Xinsu.

Duan Jingzhe looked sideways, as if he was looking against the wind.

Ah Po said: "If you had known that you cared about this person, you would have chosen to give Qiu Ling a poison with an antidote."

He took a dose of deadly poison, and went there with the intention of dying.Now Qiu Xinsu won't let him live, Ah Po won't let him live, it's useless for him to run, so he waits beside the forest.

At this time, Duan Jingzhe just looked in that direction, there was no moonlight tonight, Duan Jingzhe couldn't see far away, so he could only stop his back, and use the most indifferent expression to look at the untouchable blackness in front of him.

A cold voice came from the chilling darkness: "I'll ask you one last time—where is the antidote?"

Duan Jingzhe turned in that direction, the corners of his mouth curled up mockingly, as if he had drawn the last cold mask with his skillful hands.

To meet the danger of being exposed in the dark with such an arrogant and irritating attitude, this is the hope that Duan Zhongsi placed on him back then.

A dignified long sword broke out from the darkness, and at the same time, another person also came from the darkness to risk his life.

But how could Kong Ting outrun Qiu Xinsu's sword?

The smile on Duan Jingzhe's lips became warmer, but his eyes were still only looking at Qiu Xinsu.

The cold long sword pierced into his chest that was finally beating violently!

The pain felt like a cracked ice surface, and the veins clearly spread from the chest to the already numb brain. Duan Jingzhe fell on the cold ground, and the endless dark sky was in front of him.

He saw a face, appeared in panic, and shouted at him: "Jingzhe!"

He was feeling the most extreme pain, like the pain he had been numb all these years, all bursting out in his chest in an instant, and he could no longer control his breathing.

It is probably a very painful process for the human soul to leave this world, just like when it came to this world.

If Qiu Xinsu wanted to kill someone, he would never leave any life behind.Every time his heart beat, thick blood poured out of his chest.

Kong Ting clutched his chest, but scorching blood flowed from his fingers.He could feel a hand tugging at his clothes in the dark.

He was about to die, and he didn't dare to show a trace of affection in his eyes, but his fingers held tightly, as if he could grasp the last ties with the world.

A stagnant voice came out of his throat with difficulty, like an old wagon wheel: "It's late...it's late..."

late, what late?Is it too late for Qiu Lingfu's poison?

Breath trembles in the throat: "It's late..."

Who is late?Is it Qiu Xinsu, or someone else?

No one can understand what he said, just like no one can understand what he has done all these years.

He looked into Kong Ting's painful eyes, and remembered the predicament that inspired the fratricide, which turned into the warmth of brotherhood.

That should have been a miracle of praise and praise, but it made my father even more angry and severely punished.

The last time he passed out, when he woke up, the whole family had already kept quiet about his brother's name.He didn't even have a chance to hear him from others.

Countless nights, when he came back from searching in this forest, he would think that if he was still there, he would not be able to forgive him for what he had done in his life.Compared with the lives of many people, one person's resentment is so insignificant.And my brother will always be the one who only has others in his heart.

He had dreamed countless times that the man came back from the forest and scolded him for being shameless and selfish.This kind of dream made him more happy when planning to kill, more like being alive.

is he back

He saw Kong Ting looking at him silently, his eyes were red.

But if he came back, he should be happy to see this scene.Because a man who killed without batting an eye finally died under the most ruthless sword, this is the most straightforward and decisive revenge, without causing him too much pain.

The wicked are not given much time to die, nor are they given a chance to shed tears and argue for an extra cup of hot wine before the grave every year.

His breathing stopped, but his eyes were still looking at the sky.

Ye Huihe frowned at the side: "A person who regrets living should be happy when he dies. But this person also regrets dying."

After hearing this, Ah Po thought to himself, how miserable is such a person, after all, alive or dead, at least one thing is what people want.

A bloody long sword lay across Kong Ting's drooping neck.

For Qiu Xinsu, the person who died just now is no different from anyone who died under her sword.

She said coldly: "Who are you?"

The author has something to say:

sorry! !Scream! !

The end of the year is much busier than I imagined!Can you give me a fast forward button to go directly to the next year!

It’s not that I can’t find time, but it’s useless to think about seven or eight things that need to be resolved years ago, and I have to wait for other people’s progress, and I’m often interrupted by information about progress issues... I’m really a little restless to write!It took a long time to open the document before I wrote two words: Help! !

I won't cheat, don't be nervous!do not worry!At the end of the first part, there were only 3 comments in total, and no one thought about pitfalls... This is not far from the end!As a high-level self-proclaimed player, he would not choose to cheat when he is not blessed!

Thank you for your attention!Will there be a notification if there is an update?Wait for me to come back in a few days!