I bent the devil

While the man was in a daze, Gu Jiu quickly took Song Qingyi away, and after making sure that no one was following him, he leaned against the wall of the alley and panted heavily for his beating heart.While instructing Song Qingyi to look again, is it true that no one is catching up.

Mumbling 'Emma!I am so surprised! ' and other mutterings, but what Gu didn't notice was that his expression and demeanor now were the same as when he faced Xiao Tsing Yi before.

But this change doesn't mean that Song Qingyi didn't notice, those beautiful black jade-like pupils stared at Gu Jiu, the irritability just now was blown away like dust by the person in front of him like a breeze, leaving only warmth smile.

"Go Tsing Yi, let's go back." Leaning against the wall, Gu Jiu felt that his legs were no longer as soft as before, and waved his hand, and he and Song Qingyi walked back slowly, walking He was still muttering, "If we don't want to recognize him, we won't recognize him? That boy should be your younger brother, right? Tsk tsk tsk, not even half as good as you..." Barabara...

Tsing Yi didn't speak, just followed with a smirk, but the tightness in her chest ached with her breathing.

Internal power...

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, thinking secretly.

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In the Tianzihao guest room of the inn, Uncle Zhao was walking back and forth excitedly, rubbing his hands and muttering 'this is really great', 'I need to tell the castle owner quickly' and so on, while Song Zhishang was wiping his face carefully all the time. With a very sharp sword and naturally smiling lips, it makes people feel pleasing to look at.

It feels more like a good boy to be quiet now.

"But Uncle Zhao, is that person really my elder brother?" Song Zhishang looked at Uncle Zhao who was so excited that he didn't know what to do with a little curiosity and doubts, "Just now, neither he nor his companion... Unanimously denied."

"You must be right, Young Castle Master." Uncle Zhao stopped walking around trying to make a hole in the room, and sat down next to Song Zhishang, leaning on the table with one hand, his eyes burning, "Young Castle Master, you don't know, Eldest son... Hey, that son looks exactly the same as the castle owner when he was young, but..." Uncle Zhao thought for a while, "It's just that the expression is different."

Not knowing what to think of, Uncle Zhao showed a guilty and sad expression again.Almost muttering to himself, "Maybe it's because the situation...is different."

After all, the castle master came from the same environment and opportunities as the current young castle master, but the eldest son...

Hey, the more I feel like this, the more I feel guilty and distressed.

Uncle Zhao sighed secretly, then put aside these distracting thoughts first, raised his head and said to Song Zhishang, "Young castle master, I must tell the castle master about this. If it goes well, I think I will bring the eldest son with me when I go back this time."

Uncle Zhao is loyal and somewhat reckless, but that doesn't mean he is stupid.The return of the eldest son is very likely to pose a threat to Song Zhishang's current position as the "Lord of the Young Castle".At that time, maybe he will become the first object of his anger.

But he can be sorry to the young castle owner, but he can't be sorry to the castle owner Song Yi, so the current explanation is more appropriate to say that it is a notice.

Fortunately, Song Zhishang smiled, and seemed to have no grievances in his heart, "This is a good thing, Uncle Zhao, hurry up and fix the book for Dad."

"Then... I'll make preparations first." Seeing that Song Zhishang didn't feel any discomfort, Uncle Zhao let go of his scruples. After all, Song Zhishang's killing made him very worried when he was suppressing bandits on the mountain before. Thinking about whether to remind the castle owner, seeing his innocent expression now, I feel relieved.

Song Zhishang smiled and sat there watching Uncle Zhao go out, and after closing the door, he was still slowly wiping his sword, his cat-like eyes reflected on the sword as cool as autumn water.

He looks like a carefree and innocent boy.

"...This is really...a great thing——"

Song Zhishang smiled.

The corners of the eyes are curved.