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Yin Li's death was not sudden, until one morning, when Lu Qingyang opened the door, he saw that the door next door was open, but he didn't see the smoke rising from the other side, and Yan Luo, the God of Killing, didn't go out because he had already carried a bag of fire. The very thick trunk came back.

Killing God Yan Luo glanced at Lu Qingyang very calmly, then shook his head, and then went straight home, and Lu Qingyang hurriedly followed.

As soon as he entered, he saw Yan Luo, the god of death, sitting on a low stool and busying himself. He split the tree trunk and pieced it together piece by piece, nailing the planks together with iron nails.

Lu Qingyang went straight into the room, and saw Yin Li lying quietly on the bed, wearing the red dress he had always loved, but her chest didn't heave at all.

Lu Qingyang was stunned for a moment subconsciously, he stepped forward slowly, stretched out his hand to feel Yin Li's pulse, there was no heartbeat at all, and even the body temperature had almost disappeared.

Lu Qingyang didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment. He was a little happy, but more sad. In the last days, Yin Li devoted all his feelings to Yan Luo, the God of Killing, but the current appearance of Yan Luo, the God of Killing, was too much. too calm.

Yin Li had been dead for two days, and no one in this small village knew about it until the God of Killing Yan Luo locked him up and painted it red.

A pair of red coffins is undoubtedly very eye-catching. The God of Killing Yan Luo proved the clothes for Yin Li, and put his own portrait in Yin Li's coffin. There are also some things that Yin Li likes [-]% of the time.

Killing God Yan Luo was alone. He tried his best to lift the heavy coffin, and then walked out of the village step by step, while Lu Qingyang followed behind him just holding it in his hand.

The scenery outside this small village is nice, and the God of Killing Yan Luo walked for a long time with the coffin on his shoulders before arriving at his destination.

Lu Qingyang looked up, but saw a small grave by the edge of a bamboo grove, and the tombstone said "the tomb of my brother Aliu", which was the cemetery of the younger brother of the killing god Yan Luo.

Killing God Yan Luo gently placed the coffin on the ground, and dug the pit himself. When Lu Qingyang wanted to help, he was rejected by Killing God Yan Luo.

Lu Qingyang looked at Yan Luo, who was digging the earth, so he had to go to the side, to worship at the tomb of Yan Luo's younger brother.

It took nearly an hour to dig the pit for Killing God Yan Luo. He got up and put Yin Li's coffin in, and buried the soft soil bit by bit.

When the God of Killing Yan Luo carved the tombstone, Lu Qingyang stood behind him, and he saw with his own eyes that the tombstone read "The Tomb of My Lord Yin Li".

"Don't you know what he wants most?" Lu Qingyang asked.

"I know," the Killing God Yan Luo replied, he shook his head and said, "Even if I know, so what, I can't give it to him, so when he is alive, I will satisfy him with everything."

"Why!" Lu Qingyang couldn't help complaining about Yin Li, Yin Li loved the last man, but this man couldn't put Yin Li in his heart, how sad it was.

"When I first met him, I was still a half-grown child," said Killing God Yan Luo shaking his head.

"At that time, I was chased to the ground by Qingyun Castle, and I was dying. He appeared in front of me at that time, dressed in red, and he was like a god to me at that time."

Killing God Yan Luo inserted Yin Li's tombstone into the ground, gently stroked the tombstone with his palm, his eyes were somewhat pious.

"He gave me a lot of things, martial arts, knowledge, and even some miscellaneous things. He taught me personally. To me at that time, it was like a gift from the gods to me."

"However, I don't know when it started. The relationship between us has undergone subtle changes. My god likes me. This is something to be happy about. However, my god is not the only one. At that time, I For him, it is like a plaything that can be discarded at any time."

Killing God Yan Luo suddenly withdrew his hand and said, "So, I believe in him, and I can listen to whatever he says, but I don't want his likes and love."

Lu Qingyang was silent. He remembered one thing. Looking at the performance of Yan Luo, the God of Killing, he probably really loved Yiliu before, but after everything he had experienced at that time, with the existence of Yin Li, Yan Luo, the God of Killing, probably wavered once. Yes, but everything that Yin Li did unintentionally rejected the Killing God Yan Luo far away.

At that time, Yin Li probably also liked Killing God Yan Luo, but he didn't like it to the extent that he would give up everything for killing God Yan Luo, so he was still lingering in the flowers at that time, so he should completely close Killing God Yan Luo's heart!

"What are your plans?" Lu Qingyang asked again, even if Yin Li was at fault first, but now he has passed away!

The Killing God Yan Luo shook his head. He looked at the two tombstones in front of him and said, "I want to stay, and I will stay with them until I die. I haven't seen my little brother for a long time."

Lu Qingyang looked at the killing god Yan Luo and turned his gaze to the small tomb next to him, so he said what Yin Li said before. If possible, he also wanted the killing god Yan Luo to go back to Shenbing Villa with him.

Unexpectedly, Yan Luo, the God of Killing, still shook his head and said, "Go back! He's passed away now, there's nothing Yan Mo can fear, and I won't go back with you, I know, Ah Liu It would be nice to be around him.”

This time Lu Qingyang was silent, and after a long while, he said, "I'm not leaving."

Killing God Yan Luo was a little surprised at this, he felt that Lu Qingyang had no reason to stay, because Yin Li was already dead, but when he really saw Lu Qingyang's eyes, he suddenly realized something.

It was the same look as when Yin Li looked at him, but he didn't want Yin Li's feelings.

"Actually... it's not necessary," said the Killing God Yan Luo.

Lu Qingyang just shook his head, but his meaning was very firm.

Killing God Yan Luo couldn't shake his mind, so he could only nod his head.

So Lu Qingyang still stayed. He moved out of his small room and directly moved into the house of Yan Luo, the God of Killing. He slept on the couch in the room of Yan Luo, the God of Killing.

The traces left by Yin Li gradually diminished in the life of Killing God Yan Luo as the days passed, until even those books were covered in dust.

Lu Qingyang still wanted to live next door, doing whatever he had to do, and the life of Killing God Yan Luo seemed to have not changed at all. Apart from working every day, he went to visit his younger brother and Yin Li, and Lu Qingyang Just follow it every time.

Maybe the word "love with each passing day" is not far away from them, but none of them touched it. It's just that, with the passage of time, Yan Luo, the God of Killing, will add an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks when preparing meals.

And Lu Qingyang started to go out to find some work to do. He was also a tall man, so naturally he would not really let the killing god Yan Luo take care of him.

However, there are gradually some rumors about them in this small village. Everyone thinks that they are a pair of brothers, and the eldest daughter-in-law has just passed away, and the second son doesn't seem to want to marry his daughter-in-law anymore.

However, there are still some matchmakers who step on their threshold every day. These two handsome, hardworking and capable men are always attractive wherever they go.

Neither of the two agreed to the matchmaker's blind date, they still lived quietly, everything seemed to be a matter of course, they finally slept together, and the killing god Yan Luo brought Lu Qingyang to his bed.

Later, they had a child together. The child was a beggar who came to the village. He looked very small, so the two took him in and cleaned him. He was also a white and clean child. There are two or three points similar to Lu Qingyang.

They seem to have become the most ordinary family of three. The two fathers go out to work every day, while the children keep a few sheep and chickens at home, and even have a kitten.

When the two fathers came back, they would bring him delicious pastries and new clothes, and sometimes they would take him hunting. This is really an ordinary life.

Only then did Lu Qingyang write a letter to Shenbing Villa and send it back, because he finally settled down, he had his own life, and even had a child.

When he was writing the letter, Yan Luo, the God of Killing, was standing next to him. He was still so taciturn, even dull, but the way he looked at Lu Qingyang was much softer.

Maybe he doesn't love Lu Qingyang now, but Lu Qingyang feels that they are in a good state now, even without those loves and dislikes, it is enough.

Not long after, they received a reply from Shenbing Villa, saying that Yi Hui had almost traveled here, and now that Yi Hui was an adult, he was coming to see them.

For Yi Hui's arrival, Lu Qingyang subconsciously prepared a red envelope, because the only time he spent time with Yi Hui was during the Chinese New Year. He also gave Yi Hui a red envelope, but after realizing it, he immediately felt The approach is a bit ridiculous.

When Yi Hui arrived here, there was a person beside him, that person seemed to be in very bad health, his whole body was tightly wrapped, and he was wearing a bamboo hat, covering his entire face behind the black veil.

"Young Master," Lu Qingyang called Yi Hui, but was interrupted by Yi Hui.

"It's more common, you and master are brothers, I should call you uncle," said Yi Hui, who had grown into a young man, holding the hand of the person behind him tightly, not letting go.

Lu Qingyang shook his head, but he accepted Yi Hui's statement.

The person standing behind Yi Hui was very excited and seemed to want to take off the veil, but when he saw the child of Lu Qingyang and the Killing God Yan Luo, he still chose not to take it off.

Yi Hui only stayed here for two days before leaving, and the family returned to a peaceful life again. Before Yi Hui left, Lu Qingyang sent Yi Hui a message that he would go back to Shenbing Villa to have a look, but now he only I thought about normal life.