I bent the devil

Gu Jiu found Song Qingyi in a room in the backyard.

Lying outside the door were these corpses whose blood was still not cold and twitching slightly. The only one alive was the man rolling and crying on the ground clutching his bleeding lower body. The dust made it dirty, but it could still be seen that it was a luxurious silk.

Obviously one of the masters of the Chen family.

But these are not the focus of Gu Jiu's attention now, since he has come in, he is ready to see these, but...

"Tsing Yi?"

Standing on the edge of the bed in the room, with his head slightly lowered, he was silently staring at someone's back in Tsing Yi on the bed. For some reason, Gu Jiu felt stiff and sad.

It is a kind of forbearance caused by not being able to show one's true temperament due to the long-term living environment.

Any turbulent waves are firmly sealed under that faint expression that will never break.

The elegant young man held the sword upside down in the long robe, standing quietly beside the bed, his black feather-like eyelashes drooping slightly, half covering his black jade-like eyes, casting shadows inside, making him appear deeper and unpredictable .

The naked, naked body of the boy on the bed was already cold, but his eyes were stubbornly refusing to close completely, just half-opened and looking at the top of the bed, as if he wanted to look at the sky through the eaves, and asked Ask, why such a thing will be found in his body.

However, those unwillingness and humiliation, hatred and mourning were all solidified on the pair of eyes that had lost their lives and were gradually covered with a layer of gray and white.

become an eternity.

Behind him, Gu Jiu called out to Song Qingyi softly but got no response from the other party, and finally stepped forward slowly.

As he walked in, the scene on the bed that was originally covered by Song Qingyi was gradually revealed.

The slender hand that belonged to the young man that had already lost its life hanging on the side of the bed turned into a deathly paleness under the illumination of the palace lantern hanging above in the room.

After seeing the person on the bed clearly, Gu Jiu felt dizzy for a while, his throat was dry and sore.He couldn't help but take two steps back, and managed to hold on to the wooden bench not far behind him.

However, he still couldn't help panting, short of breath.

Xiao Zhu.

What surged from the bottom of my heart was the anger that I wanted to destroy to vent it, and the howling voice outside the door had gradually subsided and weakened.But still audible.

Gu Jiu looked around in a daze and hurriedly, and finally fixed his eyes on a knife discarded by the owner on the ground, rushed up to pick it up, passed behind him, and came in together with Song Zhishang and He Hua who were standing outside the room and hadn't come in yet. , rushed towards the person who was obviously the master of the Chen family.

Song Zhishang watched, and even kindly stepped aside when Gu Jiu rushed out with the knife in hand.

Just grinning, watching it all happen with an oddity and an awkward sense of incongruity.

Instead, Song Qingyi who had been standing by the bed moved slightly.

As soon as the knife slashed down, it stopped not far from the face of the embarrassed young master of the Chen family. Gu Jiu glared angrily, his voice trembling slightly because of anger, "...Say, there are two more people you are imprisoned in." Where is it?!"

Xiao Zhu looked like this, Wang Er and Xiao Liu Gu Jiu couldn't imagine it.

Under the condition of severe pain and excessive blood loss, the castrated Young Master Chen didn't seem to have such a clear mind. He stared blankly at the tip of the knife not far in front of him, unexpectedly more dazed than frightened.It wasn't until he passed Gu Jiu and saw Song Qingyi who had walked out of the room and was standing behind Gu Jiu, quietly looking at him, that he shivered as if he suddenly woke up.

Immediately, severe pain surged up from the most vulnerable part of the man, it seemed that even both sides of the temples were swollen and throbbing due to the severe pain.

"...Wh, what..." He opened his mouth halfway and looked at Gu Jiu, as if he didn't understand his question at all.

"Two other people!" Every single word came out from between the teeth.

A hand quietly pressed Gu Jiu's shoulder.

It was Song Qingyi who came out of the house without speaking.He spoke quietly, with a calm and calm tone, "Gu Jiu,...you don't need to ask."

No need to ask, because he had already asked in advance before killing these guards.

Wang Er's hands and feet were broken off, and he was forced into the urn.Xiao Liu... was taken to a Jianghu man who is proficient in medical science, and now he has not even seen his bones.

And all of this was caused by the young man standing beside him, smiling like a normal person.

The shoulders under the palms were trembling slightly, and he was breathing heavily trying to adjust his over-excited emotions, but none of these seemed to work.

Song Qingyi thought that he knew what Gu Jiu wanted to do, but he didn't dare to do it, so he slowly stuck Gu Jiu from behind. Now he is as tall as a young man, and there is no need to hide behind him and seek protection helplessly. .

Slowly covering Gu Jiu's eyes with his slender and fair hands, he could feel the eyelashes blinking violently in his palm, slightly itching his palm.However, these things now can't make Song Qingyi feel the slightest palpitation and emotion.After making sure that Gu Jiu wouldn't see it, he looked over Gu Jiu's shoulder and quietly met the young master of the Chen family who was on the ground.

The upside-down sword in his hand was slightly raised.

'Puff——' Blood spurted out from the neck of the youngest of the Chen family, he scratched his throat and made a 'hoo hoo' sound, then fell powerlessly to the ground.After a violent twitch, he lost his breath.

Song Qingyi quietly looked at the corpse on the ground that was still warm but would soon cool down, silent and without any disturbance.

To him, there seemed to be no difference between killing and killing anything else.

Scared, nervous, sweating, nightmares.Not at all.

Easily, like breaking a flower from a branch.

however……

Song Qingyi turned his head slowly, looking at Song Zhishang who was not far away.Covering Gu Jiu's sight, he doesn't need to disguise himself as usual.

It's like the beast lurking in the darkness finally slowly showing its bloody teeth.

When Song Zhishang and Song Qingyi looked at each other, he felt an emotion that made him want to laugh and cry. It was a way of trying to get buffered by venting his emotions when facing fear.

Now, Song Zhishang would never have thought that he would see it in Song Qingyi's eyes.

The lotus behind her was already so frightened that she fell to the ground and shivered, wishing she could shrink until no one could see her.

Song Zhishang's hand holding the sword hilt trembled slightly, but he still smiled at Song Qingyi, twitching slightly, "...Brother, look. There is nothing here for you to miss."

"Come back to Songjiabao with me." The cat-eyed boy tilted his head and smiled, "I promised my father that I will take you back."

Look, I did it.

Na na, you no longer have anything to miss here.So can you come with me?

Song Qingyi looked at Song Zhishang quietly and smiled slightly.

"Song Zhishang." He said slowly. "You will regret today's decision someday in the future."

The smile on the young man's face slowly disappeared, and he opened his innocent looking cat eyes to see the person in front of him who was actually exactly the same as himself.

"Oh."

I see, so can you come with me now?

I promised my father.