I bent the devil

not simple?Yes and it is not simple.

Zhang Yishan was passed by the opponent's internal force from the sword through his own knife, and the moment he felt that the five internal organs were about to be injured, he bounced back with force, but it was still a little later, the opponent's internal force and its overbearing had already injured him, and his heart and lungs were injured. damage.

It's obvious that the person who came here seems gentle and refined, but he didn't expect that the internal force is domineering and full of aggression.

But compared to this incident, another incident shocked him even more.

"How do you know my Zhang family's sword skills?!" Zhang Yishan was shocked and couldn't believe it.

But the young man on the opposite side just beheaded the surrounding guards without even blinking his eyes. With the blade facing down, he flicked it slightly, and the blood beads that were originally hanging on the edge of the sword were thrown on the ground indifferently. on the ground.

The body is smooth and the technique is skillful.It seems to have been done many times, and it is not as unfamiliar and flustered as the first murder.Coupled with Song Qingyi's skin texture that looks more like suet white jade under the bright lights, and the still peaceful eyebrows and eyes, it becomes a kind of weird timidity that makes people feel chilling from the bottom of their hearts.

Song Qingyi didn't answer Zhang Yishan's words, he just flicked the blood beads lightly, then slowly raised the sword in his hand to his face again.His eyes slowly moved from top to bottom, looking at the sword in his hand.

In the dark night, there was still no luster, dull and old, and the body of the sword was still the same as before, looking tattered and mottled, but Song Qingyi now knew that those tatters and mottled were just because the former owner had stained too much. Human blood is just the trace left by beheading too many people.

This sword is simple and unpretentious, but it hides the universe.

When Song Qingyi was trying to pour his internal energy into the sword in his hand just now, he clearly felt that there were some people who were obviously outside the length of the sword and should not be injured, but they had already been struck by him. Throat closure.

Song Qingyi understood that his guess was not wrong when the recruited person collapsed with disbelieving eyes wide open before he died.

This sword, after being poured with internal force, will cause the tip of the sword to form an inch-long edge out of thin air for some reason.

And so far, no one has discovered the weirdness of this sword.

The Zhang family's sword technique?

Song Qingyi raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Zhang Yishan who was standing calmly on the side, his eyes half hidden in the darkness were heavy, and those eyes that were originally like black jade were even more invisible at this moment.

But in the position that Gu Jiu couldn't see, others saw it, as if smelling the blood was finally released, a calm and cruel beast, wandering in the courtyard with a calm expression, those around were afraid to guard against it. Going forward, probing, etc. fell into his eyes, but it seemed to have become a very interesting thing.

When he looks at him with half-smiley eyes, you will instantly feel that you have become the object of torture and teasing under the cat's claws.

Just for fun, not for survival.

In fact, he is the same person as Song Zhishang.

Song Qingyi raised his head slightly, and let out a breath slowly with half-closed eyes, like the turbid air after venting, and also like a sigh of "that's how it is".

In Zhang Yishan's eyes that were gradually covered with fear, he sneered silently.

...something like flesh and blood.

It's peculiar.

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Song Zhishang stood by the smashed gate of the Chen family not far away, and looked at the back of the tall and straight young man standing a few doors ahead with his back turned to him with a strange look.His eyes lit up as if he had discovered something.The half-smile on his face is not a smile, if he meets Song Qingyi face to face now, he will find how similar they are to each other.

"Master?"

The lotus standing behind Song Zhishang seemed to have sensed Song Zhishang's mood swings, and whispered in doubt.

She is smart and keen, and she can clearly feel that Song Zhishang is in a complex mood of excitement, surprise and tyranny.

A joyful tyranny.

Otherwise, even if He Hua was given a hundred courage, she wouldn't dare to ask.

To please someone, you must first learn to find "pleasure" from the other person's face or emotions, before you can try to flatter or say a few witty words.

In many cases, the more superior you are, the less friends you lack. Sharing joy can make you become his confidant faster, or in other words, increase the chance of saving your life when he wants to kill people around him at will.

"I didn't expect that." Song Zhishang looked at Song Qingyi who was fighting with someone with bright eyes. Not long ago, he had no internal strength, but now he has become such a powerful existence.

But compared to this point, what shocked Song Zhishang even more was that Song Qingyi, who always had a pair of clean fingers in front of Gu Jiu, was actually more suitable and adaptable to killing people than himself.

This shocked and excited Song Zhishang.

Where's Gu Jiu? !

Where is Gu Mo? !

Ah... must let him see Song Qingyi now.Look, the person next to you is not as good as you imagined, he is just like me... No!It should be said that he is more tyrannical and cruel than me.

Gu Mou Gu Mou, look.Song Qingyi is such a person.

If you don't know, I don't mind telling you the truth.

If you already knew, then...

You like me too, okay?

Like me too?

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Where is Gu Mo?He didn't go far at all, but was asked by Song Qingyi to hide in a corner outside the Chen Mansion after he followed Song Qingyi to the Chen Mansion.

He has no martial arts, no ability to protect himself, following him will only be a drag.

Gu Jiu understood, so he leaned against a certain wall in the alley outside the Chen Mansion, and looked up at the night sky.There were stars dotted above, but behind the wall he was leaning against, screams, fights and flames kept coming.

The strange thing is that no one came out to take a look at such a sound, not even peeping.The surrounding lights were extinguished and the silence was in the dark night. The only light and sound came from the Chen residence.

It seems that in Qingyang City, only the Chen family is 'alive' at this moment.

... However, this kind of life is only short-lived.

Will Song Qingyi kill everyone in the Chen Manor?Will the burning of the Chen Mansion lead to the Qingyang fire and endanger the Qingyang county magistrate?

These are the results shown to him by the system before his time travel.

...should be stopped.

For their own sake, and the Qingyang fire that may occur.

But Gu Jiu himself didn't know why he took Song Qingyi's sword by accident at that time, brought it to him, and even came to the Chen Mansion with him, and even waited by himself, listening to the constant rumors The coming screams were indifferent, unwilling and unwilling to stop it at all.

This feeling of relief, similar to revenge, came from the bottom of my heart after seeing the old hand hanging down from the white cloth.

Anyway... this is not my own world, even if I do something... it's not a big deal, is it?

Gu Jiu closed his eyes fiercely, but when he opened them again, they flickered slightly due to the change of mood.

The sound of shouting to kill was moving, and Gu Jiu was sure that Song Qingyi was gradually approaching the inner courtyard with the movement of the sound, and even female screams began to appear.And after gradually being cornered, yelling 'stop him!Stop him quickly! ' the old voice.

...It's not my own world, and these people have nothing to do with me.

Gu Jiu is not even sure whether they are 'real' people or not.but……

Screaming, constantly appearing and going away, pleading, crying.

Gu Jiu frowned, closed his eyes and opened them again, stomped his feet and ran towards Chen's house.Whether it's true or not... whether it's true or not...

Revenge and random killing are two different things.

Gu Jiu is only a corner away from the gate of the Chen family, just go out from the alley and turn right.The sound of hurried footsteps is very clear in the silent night, even if there are noisy shouts.

The moment Song Zhishang heard his footsteps, he turned his head slightly with a cruel smile, couldn't help but licked the corner of his mouth, and touched a copper coin to smash the kneecap of the visitor first, and then slowly...

But after he saw the person coming, the boy's cat eyes lit up, and the cruelty and blood on his face suddenly became bright and pure. He didn't see the lotus standing behind him, the originally white face. Pretty face, but also a little more true feelings.

"Gu Jiu!" Song Zhishang, who already knew Gu Jiu's name, happily rushed to Gu Jiu with a smile, and even took two steps forward, "I'm telling you..."

As if he didn't see himself at all, he brushed past Song Zhishang's side, so fast that he brushed off the boy's hair hanging by his ears, and even the smile on his face remained as happy as seeing someone coming.

Until Gu Jiu ran past, the sound of footsteps went from far to near, and now from near to far.There is no intention of staying for myself.

Song Zhishang slowly turned his head with that smile, and looked at the figure who had already run into Chen's mansion, clearly running towards Song Qingyi, still smiling, but the cat's eyes were slightly widened, and the corners of the eyes were cracked, looking weird and peaceful. Terrible traces.

...not at a glance.

Song Zhishang stared with a smile on his face, slightly stiffened and turned his head slightly convulsively.

Gu Jiu didn't look at himself at all.