I bent the devil

When Song Qingyi came out of Song Yi's dormitory and returned to his previous position, he frowned slightly at the empty seat, and after scanning for a week, he still did not see his familiar figure.

Someone next to him saw him, and approached him with a glass of wine, with a warm and sincere tone. "Is Mr. Song looking for your little friend? I saw him go over there just now." With a finger pointing, it was the path that Gu Jiu left before. "I think he should have gone to hide from drinking?"

Song Qingyi nodded slightly and smiled, said "thank you" and looked for the path pointed by the man. There was a faint sign of panic in his heart, so he couldn't help speeding up his pace, and his hands hidden in his sleeves were also slightly clenched. The black jade-like eyes narrowed slightly when they saw a certain place, but in an instant they recognized that the person lying there was not Gu Jiu.

Flipping in front of that person, he turned it over and saw clearly that it was the city gate guard who had had the source of double-faced before.Even though he was just an insignificant person, Song Qingyi felt that it must be related to Gu Jiu. He stood up and inspected the path that had been completely darkened, and the shadow of the tree that had turned into a strange shadow hidden in the darkness, feeling restless.

Gu Mou.

Gu temporarily——

Song Qingyi's eyes were frosty, and he jumped up.

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How can the leg strength of ordinary people surpass those of martial arts practitioners?Even if the opponent's martial arts are poor, they are still ten times stronger than Gu Jiu.

A kick came from behind with a strong sound of the wind, Gu Jiu was beaten ten to ten, and went down the mountain road again, and fell straight down.If it wasn't for the quick reaction and falling to the side, it would have been more serious.However, even so, his whole body was scratched, and the moment his right hand hit the ground, there was a 'click', followed by severe pain that made Gu Jiu's eyes go dark.Cold sweat flowed down directly.

"Catch it!" The big man behind him shouted excitedly.Followed closely and kicked Gu Jiu on the ground from behind, preventing him from moving.But he was taken aback for a second.

"Heroes, spare your lives, heroes, spare your lives! The villain is wrong! I will never dare to go to the Wulin League to steal again!" Gu Jiu shouted while enduring the severe pain. Sweat instantly covered his forehead and flowed into his eyes, arousing Physiological reaction in the eyes, there is an instant liquid secretion, and physiological tears come out of the eyes.

The big man who stepped on Gu Jiu's back was taken aback for a moment, and after looking at each other with his companions who were following behind, he turned Gu Jiu over roughly, blew on the fire pocket he carried with him and took a closer look, only to find that Gu Jiu was not at all Not the one who chased before.Burning with anger, he kicked without hesitation, directly on Gu Jiu's broken right arm, almost making him faint.

"Why are you running?!" The big man shouted, stood up and looked around, trying to find the person who was chasing before, but at this moment the sky was completely dark, and everything around him could be seen clearly. Besides, they dared to fight in Liangshan today. Because most of the Martial Arts League people who are holding a big banquet in front of them are in front, even the usual patrols are much less, and they all take the opportunity to be lazy and have a drink with their friends, so they dare to be so presumptuous.

But looking for it at this time?Not to mention whether you can find it or not, if the other party happens to be rescued by martial arts people, and you send it to your door at this time... Just thinking about it, you know that there will be no good fruit to eat.

"I, I thought you all found out that I was stealing something, so you ran away in fright..." Gu Jiu's face was pale, and he slightly hid his right hand, which had already shown a strange posture, behind his back, and raised his left hand in front of him, as if afraid. He slightly covered half of his face in fear, dodging in a panic.Try to procrastinate for a while, or really be let go.

The big man spat, cursed secretly, and kicked Gu Jiu's side again. Gu Jiu deliberately fell down in the grass to avoid the light of the fire. He just recognized one of the men who had seen him there before. up.It was one of the servants that Huang Lang brought to the county government two days ago!

Song Qingyi ruined his good deed, if he is recognized now...

Gu Jiu was so shocked that another layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. In such a short period of time, the sweat had already soaked his entire back.When he fell to the grass, although he had already used his left hand to support him, it was inevitable that he would touch his right hand.He gasped in pain again, and his eyes turned black.

But he still had to speak the words of Fu Xiao. "Hero...Hero, this is really the first time this little one has done this kind of thing, please let me go! Let me go!"

The embarrassed and panicked appearance made several big men laugh, and kicked Gu Jiuhou and said disdainfully. "Go away!"

Gu Jiu lowered his head as much as he could to thank him, endured the severe pain to move, and when he tried to get up, he heard the other man hesitate. "Brother, if you let this kid go like this, why should we..."

The man who was called "big brother" waved his hand indifferently, and replied with a meaningful sentence. "If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple, and the future will be long."

The others, Nuonuo, Gu Jiu also took advantage of this opportunity to finally get up, still lowering his head while stepping back while holding his right hand carefully, turning around and preparing to hide in one place as soon as he leaves the sight of these people, waiting for them to go away When I went back to the mountain again——

——"Wait a minute." It seemed a bit sloppy, but it had a pleasant voice, but it made Gu Jiu feel as if someone had poured a basin of ice water over his head in the next moment.

"How can the close friend of the dignified Mr. Song be the younger generation? Am I right? Mr. Gu?"

With a brain jerk, Gu Jiu ran ahead, but in terms of agility, how could he compare to the servants who were thugs? With a single capture, he grabbed Gu Jiu, turned him around, and pressed him directly. With his neck down, he was forced to kneel on the path paved with bluestone, and his knees got used to it, making a lot of noise.

Gu Jiu held his twisted right hand and hummed.Cold sweat flowed down from the forehead again in big drops, dripping on the bluestone, being absorbed casually and turning into a round water stain.

The person who came was Huang Lang, who only casually put on a coat over his inner coat. Behind him was a servant who was helping to light the way with a lantern, and slowly approached.

If it weren't for knowing this person's virtues in advance, just looking at his current appearance, he would really feel a little free and easy, but from the dim light, he could vaguely see black stains on his original snow-white inner clothes. At such a close distance, people in Jianghu would definitely see that the stain was blood, and could even smell the faint scent of medicine coming from Huang Lang's body.

Obviously, he was not able to chase him out immediately because of an accidental injury.

After all, even Huang Lang didn't expect that the young general's willpower was so strong that he still resisted and escaped. He hunted geese all day long and was finally pecked by geese, and the cooked duck flew away and was injured.Although Huang Lang was smiling at the moment, his eyes were terribly cruel and cruel. Even the big men who dared to speak out just now were silent, and they didn't even dare to breathe out.

Gu Jiu seemed to be affected by the current atmosphere, the mountain wind blew, bringing a chill, and he couldn't help shivering, but at this time, he had no choice but to delay as long as possible and wait for someone to come to rescue him. "Since you know that I am Song Qingyi's friend, you should also know that Song Jiabao is behind him. If you let me go, I will keep your affairs secret and never pursue them. What do you think?"

Huang Lang listened to Gu Jiu's words with a smile on his face, while nodding his head again and again, without any look of panic.However, the more this happened, the more Gu Jiu's heart sank.

Things don't seem to be going well today.

as predicted.

——"Mr. Gu is actually right." Huang Lang clapped his hands. He didn't bring his folding fan this time, but he still looked handsome. Under the warm yellow light, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque. Warm and elegant.But because of the slight shadows on his face, it was a bit dark and ghostly.

At this moment, Gu Jiu felt that it turned out that this feeling of despair while vaguely expecting that Song Qingyi would arrive in time to save him was so crazy.There is always a glimmer of hope in despair, but that hope is a flower in the mirror.

His heart sank gradually, but Huang Lang's words came very clearly in his ears.

"But...even if I kill you here today, how dare he, Song Qingyi, be sure that I did it?" He sneered as if thinking of something. "After all...everything must be based on evidence, right? Speaking of which..."

Huang Lang went down the stairs, stopped only one step away from Gu Jiu, leaned over and raised Gu Jiu's face with his index finger, that face with clean eyebrows and gentle features was displayed under the lamp.With Huang Lang's gaze like a snake spitting out letters, it slowly slid across Gu Jiu's face.

"Young Master Gu...is he still somewhat pretty?"

"……"Grass!

Gu Jiu gritted his teeth, staring at Huang Lang as he rushed over and tried to bump into his wound.But in a second, it flew out like a kite with a broken string, spraying a cloud of blood mist in the air from its mouth.

The pain came.When Gu Jiu landed on the back of his head, he clearly heard the crisp sound of bone cracking.

With dim eyesight, he could only vaguely see Huang Lang standing on a high place patting his robe in distaste and waving his hands casually.The last thing he saw was the big man running towards him, and he slowly closed his eyes.

... Tsing Yi, wait for me...

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In the middle of the night, everything was silent. Except for the brightly lit competition ground and the hustle and bustle of people's voices on Liangshan, the rest of the place fell into a dark silence.The mountain wind rustled the treetops, but there was no other sound until the sound of clothes.

Song Qingyi landed on the path, looked around but didn't notice anything, but the faint smell of blood made him slightly stiff and his jaw tightened in the next moment.

Following the position of the bloody smell, the young man slowly turned sideways, and after a pause for a while, he left the grass and bushes and stepped forward.

A certain figure was leaning against the tree trunk, and from Song Qingyi's perspective, he could only see his head drooping as if he was asleep, and... the weird right arm that had obviously been broken.

Mo Yu's eyes narrowed, looking at a certain part of his right arm, after adapting to the darkness, he could vaguely see a little whiteness, it was a broken bone that broke through the texture and skin, and branched out.

Song Qingyi pursed his lips, his jaw twitching constantly.

It took almost all of its strength to move forward stiffly, but the next moment it was tripped by a tree root and staggered.He was stiff, his whole body so tense that he almost convulsively knelt down in front of the already cold corpse, his eyes fixed there, numb and empty.

My mind was blank and motionless.When he came back to his senses, the sky had turned slightly white.

Song Qingyi sat like this without knowing it all night, his half-covered eyelashes trembled slightly, with tiny dew condensed on them, the morning light shone down and projected on the top of Song Qingyi's head, the thick internal force automatically adjusted his breath, So even if his clothes were slightly wet from the dew, it wouldn't make his body cold.

However, his heart had already sunk into the ice.I don't know if it was the illusion brought by the morning light falling on the top of his head, but Song Qingyi's long black hair was slightly graying at the temples at this moment, adding a bit of vicissitudes.

He lowered his eyes, and inadvertently saw that his left hand, which had been cold and stiff for a long time, was slightly stained with corpses, tightly grasping a piece of robe corner.

Song Qingyi pulled it out slowly, and gently stroked the corner of the robe with its excellent fabric and extraordinarily gorgeous fabric with his thumb, after a while.Slightly hooked a smile.

"Ah."

In the summer of the tenth year of Jinzong, on the No. 11 day of the Wulin Conference, Song Qingyi avenged his friend and killed Huang Lang, the only son of the Huang family, under the testimony of the young general of Huaicheng.His methods were ruthless, and the tragic scene made all martial arts people shudder.

The title of 'Evil Lord' is faintly floating in the rivers and lakes.