Broken and swollen by myself

Lu Ziqing knew that if he used the wrong method to practice breaking love, there would be troubles later, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

On the first night of staying in the cabin, Zhou Yitong suddenly went into a trance, lost his mind and almost injured him.

Fortunately, Zhou Yitong still had a sliver of reason, and pushed him away with scarlet eyes, and ran out by himself.

Filled with panic, Lu Ziqing searched for the whole night without stopping, until dawn when he found the unconscious man by the stream.

Lu Ziqing let go of his throat, sat on the ground like this, took off his outer shirt and covered Zhou Yitong who was covered in fog, and then hugged his upper body in his arms, waiting for him to wake up.

After that day, Lu Ziqing acted as if nothing had happened, but Zhou Yitong was obviously brooding over this incident, and his face was always gloomy and uneasy.

Lu Ziqing comforted him a few words, "Am I okay? Don't be nervous."

Zhou Yitong was even more preoccupied.

"I'm afraid, afraid that one day I will hurt you."

Lu Ziqing leaned into his arms, smiled and said: "I'm not afraid, even if you go crazy, you won't be willing to hurt me, I believe in you."

"But... this time it's not accidental, the kung fu I practice... often get out of control, until I always do it before I can gradually wake up..."

Seeing his panicked expression, Lu Ziqing couldn't help but said: "Didn't I hear that there is a kind of Buddhist kung fu in Jianghu, can you clear your heart and clear your mind after practicing it? If you are really afraid, we will go find it later and practice it, maybe it will be effective."

"Okay, listen to you."

"So don't be unhappy, and I won't blame you."

Zhou Yitong raised his hand to touch Lu Ziqing's hair, and pressed his head to kiss him.

Zhou Yitong blinked lightly, and asked hesitantly after a while, "Shen Qiao, you reminded me at the beginning not to let me practice judgment, didn't you...you have a premonition? It's not that..."

Lu Ziqing's heart skipped a beat, he raised his face and grabbed his ears with his hands, and smiled at him calmly, "What are you thinking? What kind of premonition or not, do you really think I'm a god? I just listened According to the rumors, I feel that this kind of kung fu is really harmful and useless, and I am afraid that you are a martial arts practitioner and cannot stand the temptation/temptation, so I threatened you, just wanting you to stay away."

Zhou Yitong knew that this person would have a very sore throat when speaking now, but every time he talked to him without hesitation.Only when the pain is extremely painful will there be a slight frown that is almost imperceptible.This time, as always, he spoke out to appease and tolerate all his mistakes, without any complaints.

His Shen Qiao was always like this, which made him sore with guilt and ache with love.

Zhou Yitong looked at him deeply for a while, caught the slight flicker in his black eyes, pursed his lips and smiled slightly, and hummed.

Since...he didn't want to admit it, then he didn't ask any more questions, as if he didn't know anything.

Lu Ziqing leaned in his arms, continued to smile and pulled the skirt of his chest with his hands, Zhou Yitong patted his shoulder, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Lu Ziqing shook his head, his eyes were round and open, indicating that he couldn't sleep.

Probably it was to indicate that the road between the two of them was coming to an end. The little sparrows who had always been noisy and disliked by him gradually became quiet. Sentimental subtitles, now, there is already a sad and heart-sinking silence in my mind...

They lived here for three days and planned to leave. In the early morning, the two of them were packing their bags together. There was a mysterious whimpering flute sound from the woods. When it was far and near, Lu Ziqing's scalp felt numb and he was vigilant. But hearing Zhou Yitong's heavy snort, Lu Ziqing was startled, and saw him holding his head in his hands, trembling violently, and beads of sweat dripping down his face.

Lu Ziqing was terrified, and quickly stepped forward to support him who was on the verge of falling, "What's wrong with you, Zhou Yitong?!"

Lu Ziqing knew that there must be something strange about the sound of the flute, so he quickly helped Zhou Yitong to lie on the bed, and then tightly covered his ears with his hands.

But it didn't seem to have any effect. Zhou Yitong seemed to be in more pain, gritting his teeth and bruising.

Lu Ziqing sat on the edge of the bed, looked anxiously at the door, vaguely saw a tall black figure gradually approaching in the mist, Lu Ziqing protected Zhou Yitong with one hand, his dark eyes flickered slightly, and an extremely bad premonition gradually arose in his heart.

The flute player passed through the misty mist, walked up the stairs, and walked up slowly. His long and bright black eyes looked over with a smile. Lu Ziqing's heart stopped suddenly, his expression was solemn, and his eyelashes trembled twice.

Sure enough, as he expected, it was Qi Fenghuang who came.

The sound of the flute stopped suddenly, Qi Fenghuang took down the jade flute that was hanging on his lips, his eyes fell on Lu Ziqing, he held it in his hand and carried it behind his back, approaching him step by step.

"Finally I see you, Shen Qiao." Qi Fenghuang smiled.

After hearing the sound of the flute, Lu Ziqing ignored him at first, but lowered his eyes to look at Zhou Yitong in his arms. Seeing that his eyes were closed and his breathing was still heavy, but he was not in as much pain as before, he felt relieved. Some.

Lu Ziqing wiped the sweat off Zhou Yitong's forehead with his sleeve, and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Lu Ziqing had experienced Qi Fenghuang's tormented days in Longjiabao before, and he felt sympathy for what happened to Qi Fenghuang, but only when he was a child.

Now, just because he killed Yuan Jin and forced Zhou Yitong to practice magic skills and kill people, Lu Ziqing didn't think he was worthy of pity.

Although he kept saying that he just wanted to live and that he didn't want to take revenge, but in fact he was a hidden anti-social personality, he had no right and wrong in his heart, and he didn't need a reason to do any bad things.He doesn't care whether others are happy or not, or whether others are suffering or not. After all, he only needs to be happy and satisfied.

If he can't be happy himself, then there must be innocent people who are going to be unlucky.Moreover, all of this seems to be a matter of course for him.

"What am I here for?" Qi Fenghuang seemed to think that the question he asked was very funny, tilted his head to look at him with a cold face, and said, "I'm here, of course I'm looking for you, you don't welcome me? Besides..." Qi Fenghuang turned Looking around at the very clean house, he murmured, "This is where I used to live, why can't I come?"

After Qi Fenghuang finished speaking, seeing that Lu Ziqing had no reaction, he couldn't help turning cold, "What? You don't want to talk to me?"

Lu Zi was quiet and asked him, "Did you come here for the remaining five-fang brocade?"

When Qi Fenghuang gave him the Wufang Jin, he said that he had to eat the second one every other year, but now it's the third year, and Lu Ziqing doesn't know why he seems to be fine.

Qi Fenghuang suddenly remembered the appearance when he heard him mention it, and he didn't look like a fake at all, "Ah, it's okay for you to say that..." Qi Fenghuang shrugged, "Actually, I lied to you before, it doesn't matter if you eat or not. .”

Seeing him approaching, Lu Ziqing slightly opened her eyes wide and tightened the person in her arms, looking vigilant.

Qi Fenghuang took his actions into his eyes, his eyes shrank suddenly, and the fierce jealousy that had been suppressed could no longer be controlled.

Qi Fenghuang pointed at the pale man in his arms, and roared angrily: "He has become what he is now, and you are still so nervous about him?? You might accidentally kill you in the next moment! You are still willing to stay by his side ?”

Lu Ziqing's eyes were black and cold, and he fixedly looked at the man with abnormal nerves in front of him, "The only thing I'm afraid of is losing him."

When Qi Fenghuang heard this, he became even more annoyed, and sneered, "Afraid of losing? Then I will let you lose it now!!!" His eyes condensed into ice, full of hostility, he brought the jade flute in front of him, and stared at it. Lu Ziqing said, "He's just my puppet now! After listening to my flute, I can do whatever I want him to do! He doesn't know it! Otherwise, why do you think he listened to me more and more these years? Killed so many people! Even if I let him kill himself now, he will listen to me, and if I let him go out and throw himself into the trap, he will never disobey!"

After hearing it, Lu Ziqing realized that the sound of his flute could also control Zhou Yitong, and his back shivered.

With a hoarse voice, he seemed to be trying to force out each word in a vicious voice, "You killed Yuan Jin, and you sent people to do Yu Jun's death! You are absolutely inseparable! Those people will not let you go." your!"

Qi Fenghuang spread his hands, and bent his lips to show an innocent smile, "But they still don't know that Zhou Yitong is a member of my Luo Ying sect. The people he killed before were also his own hands. How many people saw it with their own eyes?" Those who have arrived, such as Qin Shi from Xiaoyao Palace, Yuan Qing from Qishan School, and now a young master from the Yu family, not to mention disciples from other schools, you say, that's it, so what if I don't do anything? Can you escape in the end?"

Lu Ziqing knew that what he said was the truth. Although Zhou Yitong was controlled and forced, he did the murder himself. Lu Ziqing also knew that, but he was still stabbed by Qi Fenghuang's last sentence, and his face turned pale.

No matter how powerful Duanqingjue is, Zhou Yitong is still weak, and he is no match for the siege and killing of the whole world. What's more, this magic skill is not only useless now, but has also become a victim of Qi Fenghuang. Control the culprit!

"How on earth are you... how are you willing to let Zhou Yitong go?" Lu Ziqing knew Qi Fenghuang's personality, and begging him would be useless, but he still couldn't help holding a glimmer of hope.I hope Qi Fenghuang can let the two of them go, stay away from the crowd like before, and live in peace.

"Let go?!" Qi Fenghuang asked angrily with a cold expression, "Why should I let him go? He snatched you away! As long as he dies, I can have you!"

Lu Ziqing didn't intend to make any effort to save his three views and logic, but he just gave a sad smile.

"Qi Fenghuang, you can't have mine, you don't like me at all, and I will never like you."

Qi Fenghuang's black eyes were full of tears, and he refuted his words heavily: "You are talking nonsense! I like you! Why do you always doubt me??" When he said this, his voice became weak again, "Shen Qiao, I love you! I really like you, when I really saw you for the first time..."

"It's really sad to be liked by someone like you."

"...Are you going to provoke me now?" Qi Fenghuang's expression changed.

"Provoking? I'm just telling the truth." Even if it wasn't provoking, Lu Ziqing knew that this person came today, so he had no intention of letting the two of them go.

This is fate.

Qi Fenghuang nodded, "Fact, what a fact." He laughed, with twisted and sullen expressions in his brows, "If I had known this, I should have found a way to prevent you from coming back, and coming back would only make me angry and uncomfortable. Since you Always leave me so cruelly, then I will kill you all now! Then let you be buried separately, far away, and you can't be together after death!!!"

Qi Fenghuang approached suddenly, grabbed Lu Ziqing's neck with both hands, his whole body was full of murderous blood, Lu Ziqing's eyelashes trembled, knowing that he could not escape, so he didn't resist, he just hugged the unconscious person in his arms tightly some.

This time Lu Ziqing will not disappear suddenly from Qi Fenghuang's palm like last time.

Lu Ziqing felt the suffocation being strangled around his neck, his breathing became more and more difficult, his face was flushed, his thoughts had gradually faded away, and he really thought that he could not escape this time, unexpectedly, Qi Fenghuang's hand suddenly loosened , or let him go.

Lu Ziqing would not naively think that Qi Fenghuang would just let him go like this. He coughed hoarsely a few times, and looked at Qi Fenghuang with swollen eyes restlessly, but saw him standing quietly by the side, with an indifferent expression, and his black eyes seemed to be There are clouds and storms raging and howling.

Seeing that Lu Ziqing had seen it, Qi Fenghuang raised the corners of his mouth and showed a pure and almost secretive smile, and then...he took out the jade flute and started playing again.

"No, no... what are you going to do!" Lu Ziqing shook his head vigorously, feeling that the drowsy person in his arms suddenly opened his eyes as if he had received some signal, but his eyes were empty, like a puppet without a soul .

Lu Ziqing was extremely disturbed, and quickly put Zhou Yitong on the bed, then rushed over and tried his best to snatch the flute from Qi Fenghuang's hand, but he had no martial arts, Qi Fenghuang not only easily dodged his attack, He also flipped the flute and tapped his acupuncture points, Lu Ziqing's eyes widened, and he was immediately frozen on the ground, unable to move.

Qi Fenghuang hugged the stiff Lu Ziqing into his arms with one hand, and said to Zhou Yitong who had stood up by the bed in a seductive voice, "Zhou Yitong, your Shen Qiao was caught by someone outside. Those people were captured and killed. They killed your Shen Qiao without a whole body. Did you hear that? Don’t you love him? Don’t you show up to avenge him? Go, go! !"

Zhou Yitong was still numb at first, but when he heard the words "Shen Qiao was killed", his whole body was shaken, the fierce aura in his suddenly constricted golden pupils surged, and the fists beside him were clenched violently, his expression was terrifying He picked up the Yunshuang sword and strode out towards the door.

Lu Ziqing watched Zhou Yitong pass by, his gaze was completely on him, Lu Ziqing's throat was blocked, he couldn't make a sound, his chest heaved and heaved, his face was pale Closing her eyes in despair, she finally couldn't hold back the tears that fell down her cheeks.

Qi Fenghuang hugged Lu Ziqing in his arms, looked down at him who was crying silently in his arms, pursed his lips and smiled coldly, but said in a very gentle tone: "Go, Shen Qiao, I'll take you to see with your own eyes how the person you love with all your heart was besieged and killed by those people, and died tragically..."