Report to the owner, madam is crazy again

Lu Qingyang never knew that he was still so quiet before, even if he was very quiet before, but now he can't say a word.

Yin Li was already terminally ill, even though he was still wearing that red and brilliant red dress, it only made his face paler and his body was getting thinner day by day.

The women in this village are very envious of Yin Li, because he has a husband who treats him very well. Although he looks dull and boring, he treats his daughter-in-law surprisingly well.

Although some people think that Yin Li looks like a man, but Yin Li seldom goes out, everyone thinks that he is thicker, of course, that is compared to women.It was only after Yin Li was brought here by the Killing God Yan Luo that this was the place where the Killing God Yan Luo lived when he was a child. In the old and dilapidated house, there are even traces of the original residence in this house.

When he first came here, Yin Li saw the bamboo dragonfly that was left in the corner of the room. It was something that children would play with, but Yan Luo, the god of killing, said that he made it for his younger brother when he was young, but his younger brother is dead. up.

When Lu Qingyang arrived, the two had already lived here for a while. When he stood at the door of their house, Yin Li had a very mocking smile on his face, and turned to look at the God of Killing Yan Luo and began to sarcastically.

"Your concubine is here, why don't you come over and make out."

Killing God Yan Luo was obviously very surprised by Lu Qingyang's arrival, but shook his head in denial of Yin Li's words and said.

"Don't think too much."

Lu Qingyang's expression was fine, but he still shook the hand behind his back.

"The owner sent me to find you..." Lu Qingyang didn't finish his sentence, but it was enough to make people think.

Sure enough, Yin Li sneered and added to Lu Qingyang's words, saying: "Yan Moxiao asked you to watch me and see if I still have the ability to harm the martial arts?"

After finishing speaking, Yin Li coughed twice in a hurry, and Yan Luo, the god of death, quickly patted him on the back. His hands were already covered with traces of daily work.

Therefore, Lu Qingyang lived in this way, and chose the location next to the killing god Yan Luo. The villagers of Taqing built a small house for him, and then lived in it.

Killing God Yan Luo and Yin Li didn't say anything, but they could still tell from their tiny expressions that Yin Li still cared about Lu Qingyang's appearance.

Killing God Yan Luo would go out every day, he would go out to work, and after earning money, he would buy medicine for Yin Li to drink, and sometimes he would buy some ginseng, which was considered precious to them now, to nourish Yin Li's body.

As the days passed, Yin Li's health was getting worse and worse, but he didn't say anything, and the killing god Yan Luo didn't talk much at first, and after seeing Yin Li's health getting worse and worse, he stopped talking .

However, Yin Li still cared too much about Lu Qingyang's arrival. He wanted to hold on to Yan Luo, the God of Death, so he tried every means to get Lu Qingyang out of here, and even had sex with Yan Luo, the God of Death, by the wall at night, separated by a wall. The place is Lu Qingyang's home.

Lu Qingyang didn't say anything, just stood on the other side of the gun without saying a word, listening to the soft whispers and love words on the other side.

But one day, after the killing god Yan Luo went out, Yin Li came to the door for the first time. He stood lazily outside Lu Qingyang's door and knocked on Lu Qingyang's door, but when Lu Qingyang opened the door, the person who greeted Lu Qingyang was Yin Li has withered but still has a strong palm.

Lu Qingyang couldn't beat Yin Li, this was something Lu Qingyang knew all along, so he didn't resist Yin Li at all after being strangled.

"You get out of here," Yin Li looked at Lu Qingyang with a lazy expression, but the strength in his hands did not weaken at all.

Lu Qingyang was silent and did not speak, and Yin Li didn't seem to want to wait for him to speak, and then spoke.

"I know that my life is not long. Before I die, I will kill Yan Luo, the God of Killing. Even if I die, you will not get him."

"Slap!" Lu Qingyang slapped Yin Li's face, even though his life was in Yin Li's hands, he still slapped him.

Yin Li's martial arts are still there, but his body can no longer support the powerful martial arts he uses. Even he managed to pinch Lu Qingyang because he attacked suddenly.

Yin Li was taken aback by this slap, looked at Lu Qingyang with a slap on his face, and then suddenly laughed out loud, with an uncontrollable feeling, he even let go of his hand, holding the door and laughing bent over.

Ke laughed and laughed, but Yin Li started to cry again. His eye circles were red, and the tears stained his eyelashes. Because he was leaning over, the tears dripped directly on the ground.

"If you came to see me just to let me watch you cry and laugh, then I've already seen it, and you can go," Lu Qingyang ordered to drive away, just as Yin Li didn't like him, so naturally he didn't like Yin Li either.

It took another long while for Yin Li to control her emotions. Her face, which had been raised by the killing god Yan Luo, was still a little bloody, but now her emotions fluctuated, and she turned pale again.

"I won't live long," Yin Li said while holding the door, his expression was calm, and he didn't feel like he was going to die at all.

Lu Qingyang sighed slightly, turned to let Yin Li enter his home, poured tea stems for Yin Li, then sat down and looked at Yin Li, as if waiting for what Yin Li would say next.

"I know you like him," Yin Li picked up the tea and took a sip, but he obviously hadn't had tea for a long time, so he frowned slightly.

"I hope you can bring him back to Shenbing Villa after I die," Yin Li said.

"He killed too much when he was in the Blazing Fire Cult. His enemies are almost everywhere in the Jianghu. Now that the Blazing Fire Cult has disappeared, he has not died yet. Being able to go to the Shenbing Villa is the best asylum."

Lu Qingyang shook his head and said: "He won't go, besides, although the owner of the villa is grateful to him for saving his wife's life, I'm afraid he won't tolerate him."

As for the reason why he won't tolerate it, everyone probably knows it, but Lu Qingyang didn't say it out, because those words would not only hurt Yin Li, but he himself would feel hurt.

Yin Li also shook her head, and said: "I believe, you will have a solution, I can wait for you for a few days to hear the answer, you know, I don't have much time left, if I don't get the answer before I die, then I will will take him away."

Lu Qingyang was silent, and in the end he could only agree to Yin Li, because he knew that Yin Li was the only one who could make the Killing God Yan Luo not at all vigilant, except for Yi Liu!

When Killing God Yan Luo came back, Yin Li had already returned home, and the red palm print on his face was still very obvious. Killing God Yan Luo seemed to be very nervous and asked, Yin Li really enjoyed Killing God Yan Luo's care, but the source of the palm print, He still didn't say it.

After a long time, Yin Li couldn't get out of bed at all, so Yan Luo, the God of Killing, had to stay at home to take care of Yin Li, and Lu Qingyang, who was a neighbor, still extended a helping hand at this time, and he and Yan Luo, the God of Killing, began to take turns taking care of Yin Li.

However, except for that one meeting, Yin Li's attitude towards him could only be described as lukewarm, and occasionally, when she was bored, she would chat with Lu Qingyang.

"If it wasn't for Ah Luo's existence, I would probably turn my attention to you," Yin Li said, but the expression on her face was not very serious.

Lu Qingyang, who was boiling medicine on a small stove, looked up at him, but did not respond.

"The two of you are really alike, both are lumps of elm, he doesn't understand your love for him, and you don't understand his love for me, really... how can there be people like you in the world! If I After death, you are together, how boring life is."

Yin Li didn't care whether Lu Qingyang liked him or not, he seemed to be talking to himself, even in summer, he was still covered with a quilt, but his face was covered with cold sweat.

"Actually! I'm so envious of you," Yin Li said, looking at Lu Qingyang who was seriously watching Huohou, and what he got was Lu Qingyang's surprised look.

"I really envy you, I even envy the young master," Yin Li continued, "I envy you all for having a healthy body. I used to think that if you give me clothes and a healthy body, even if I look like the young master With so little power, I can try my best to make Ah Luo fall in love with me."

The expression on Yin Li's face was a bit sad, he leaned against the bed rail, looked up at the rather gaudy bed top, his eyes were filled with longing.

"I was doomed to be unhealthy since I was born. I am the remaining child of my mother who was eight months pregnant. Moreover, I was born with an incurable disease. When other children are enjoying happy times, accompany me All I have is the bowls of concoction."

As if mocking herself, Yin Li said with contempt: "That concoction is really unpalatable, the taste makes you want to vomit."

Lu Qingyang still didn't speak, he looked at Yin Li, he never knew that this arrogant and unruly Blazing Master would have such a past.

"Apart from those concoctions, what accompanied me all the year round was probably the pitiful eyes of the people around me. Children my age bullied me to their heart's content, because I had no power to fight back."

Seeing that Lu Qingyang was listening carefully, Yin Li seemed to have a desire to chat, and he talked about how he was bullied to resent everyone, from secretly practicing martial arts to becoming the blazing leader of the dominant party. He said everything he went through.

Lu Qingyang listened carefully, without saying a word, and lightly flashed the cattail fan on the small stove in his hand, and the smell of medicine spread in the room, making the room that didn't have much sunshine in the first place feel a little dull.

"I killed all the people who bullied me, including those who pity me, but I am still not satisfied, because my ultimate wish is still the desirable healthy body, until I met him."

Yin Li paused, and Lu Qingyang knew that what he was talking about was Yan Luo, the God of Killing.

Yin Li didn't continue talking, because the killing god Yan Luo came back from the outside, and he was still carrying a basket in his hand, which contained a small ginseng, a few packets of medicinal herbs, and even a small bag of herbs in it. Altar of sorghum wine.

Lu Qingyang left naturally. When he was going out, he looked back, and Yin Li had already straightened up, hooked the neck of the God of Killing Yan Luo and kissed her.