ten steps one kill

In this position, he can even put a knife on his brother.Is there any ugly thing in this world that he can't do?Mr. Feng would not blame me for a mere dead person, would he? "

In the darkness, Song Yungui's smile had no warmth, it only made people feel chills.Hidden behind these eyes, there must be such a cold heart, even though Feng Guangsheng has turned into an ugly coke, he still has to step on his corpse to climb to a higher place.

Liu Hongfeng couldn't help but wanted to escape from this suffocating space, but he couldn't escape. He lowered his head slightly and said, "I dare not, I'm just worried that someone will gossip behind my back. It will blacken Dongfengtang's face."

Song Yungui laughed, leaned forward, patted Liu Hongfeng on the shoulder, and said, "It's okay, I still have you as a reliable ally. After tonight, you are no longer an unknown person. When the truth about the bloody clothes case Dabai, you will become a model admired by everyone in the martial arts world. You are different from Feng Guangsheng, but I sincerely regard you as a friend."

It was obviously a compliment, but Song Yungui's tone was tinged with thorns, and his eyes were fixed on Liu Hongfeng from a few feet away, as if to say - I can help you climb to where you are today, and I can also make you fall hard .

Liu Hongfeng has self-knowledge. He is just a chess piece, including Song Yungui, no one really takes him seriously.So he had to wait, had to endure again and again, restrain his edge in the hands of others, and let the other party manipulate him.

An unexpected light burned his eyelids.

The curtain outside the car is still intact, and there is still only a thin slit connecting with the outside world, but the light penetrating through the slit suddenly intensifies, flickering on and off, and even the corners that were hidden in the darkness just now are vividly visible at this moment .

There were also sounds that followed, the crackling sound of burning, mixed with the dull sound of falling objects from time to time, although it came from a long distance, it was not blocked and did not attenuate on the way, and it still sounded clearly recognizable.

Nangong Jin was the first to show surprise, and asked, "What's going on outside?"

Song Yungui immediately hugged her tightly, and whispered softly in her ear: "Don't be afraid, it's just the fireworks of Congratulations."

"fireworks?"

Liu Hongfeng stretched out his hand, and carefully opened a corner of the curtain.When he saw the situation outside, he couldn't help but freeze in place.

Zhengrong Pavilion caught fire.

A raging flame ignited at the highest point of Yingzhou Island, and the flames dyed half of the sky brightly. Since there were no buildings around to obstruct the view, the fire from the top of the mountain seemed to fall from the sky, and the whole Yingzhou Island could be seen clearly.

Could it be that an accident happened in Zhujianzhuang?

Liu Hongfeng quickly dismissed this idea. Yan's mansion was surrounded by treetops. Looking from a distance, the cornices and tiles were intact, and there was no commotion of bandits invading. In the silence, only the Zhengrong Pavilion was burning, like a A huge torch stands alone in the sky.

Yan Yuehua must have done it on purpose.

The wooden tower is not fire-resistant. Once it is ignited, the fire will expand and spread rapidly. From the top of the tower to the base, it is bathed in a sea of ​​flames. The whole body is transparent, and the burning situation becomes more and more crazy.

At this moment, countless eyes turned towards the direction of the mountain top. People raised their heads from all directions, watching the dust rolling in the sea of ​​flames, the flames crisscrossing, the shadows swaying, and the wooden beams falling from the heights, breaking more frames. Horizontal, the tower gradually became empty, shaking violently, on the verge of collapse.

This is not an ordinary tower, but an important place where swords are hidden in Zhujianzhuang. It is a unique treasure in the Central Plains martial arts. The utensils will also be wiped out in the flames.

In order to show Zhujianzhuang's determination to withdraw from the arena, Yan Yuehua set up a fire with his own hands and burned Zhengrong Pavilion to the ground.

People couldn't believe their eyes. The night was illuminated red by the fire, like a washed curtain. Under the curtain, exclamations, laments, and cries could be heard from time to time, and people could be seen running towards the fire place from time to time. His figure was like a moth pounced on a flame, small and powerless.

Their efforts are doomed to be in vain. Once the fire is ignited, it cannot be extinguished by human hands.All one can do is to wait until the wood is exhausted and the flame goes out naturally.This night, Zhengrong Pavilion radiated light and heat regardless of the consequences, as if it wanted to imprint its appearance on the world for the last time, and leave the last brilliance before it turned into dead ashes.

Liu Hongfeng stared at the flames in the sky, and half-talked to himself: "Why is Yan Yuehua so determined to burn Zhengrong Pavilion, and he really has nothing."

Song Yungui's words brought him back to reality: "Yan Yuehua has no choice, if she wants to protect herself, there is only this way."

Liu Hongfeng frowned, and asked, "Why? Is there anything else Hall Master Song is hiding from me."

Song Yungui said: "Don't worry, I'm about to share this good news with you."

The good news that Song Yungui said may not be really good, but the weight must be sufficient.

He said: "Actually, Zhujianzhuang also knew the cause and effect of the bloody clothing case ten years ago."

Liu Hongfeng was stunned, and quickly lowered his face and said: "Although there is no definite evidence, I expected that since the case happened on Yingzhou Island, it is impossible for the Yan family to know nothing about it."

Back then, Song Yungui was collecting blood to save his son, and urgently needed to find a place to hide from people's eyes, in order to completely annihilate the evidence.The secluded Yingzhou Island is the best choice. However, Yingzhou Island is ruled by the Yan family. Without the help of the landlord, it may be difficult to commit crimes smoothly.

Although Zhujianzhuang was not directly involved, but ten years ago, Yan Yuehua's father gave the treasure land to Duan Qichang for use, and ignored his evil deeds.It was precisely because of the help of the Yan family that the bloody clothing case was concealed so perfectly.

But the Yan family will never provide help to Duan Qichang for nothing. As a condition for lending the territory, Yan's father must have plans for Duan Qichang.Judging from the purpose of Yan Shi's consistent actions, it may be that Duan Qichang is required to make a promise that Tianji Gate will never invade Zhujianzhuang, and unconditionally defend Yan Shi's interests in the disputes between Jianghu and Jianghu.

Liu Hongfeng frowned, thinking quickly——Since Duan Qichang chose to collude with the Yan family, he would never renege on his promise easily. The reason why Yan Yuehua was able to successfully rescue Yan Qianfan from prison after the fire in Xiling Village and the theft of the Shuhe spectrum , I am afraid that there is Duan Qichang behind him.After all, among the current martial arts, the Duan family has the closest connection with the imperial court, and even among the third-rank military generals of the imperial court, there are many apprentices from the Tianji sect.Yan Qianfan was facing a prison sentence, so it was only natural for Duan Qichang to lend a helping hand.

But Yan Shi has always acted cautiously, he will never believe verbal promises, and must keep the actual documents in his hands, so as to ensure that Duan Qichang will not break his promise and bite back...

Song Yungui seemed to have seen Liu Hongfeng's thoughts, nodded and said: "It is indeed as you guessed, I have obtained the exact evidence."

Liu Hongfeng was shocked all over, and opened his eyes involuntarily.

In the darkness, Song Yungui took out an old envelope, placed it in front of him, and said, "You must know what this is."

Liu Hongfeng did know that he recognized it as a deed at a glance, because the handwriting on the letterhead and the texture of the paper were familiar to him, almost identical to the one in his arms.He murmured: "It turned out that there were not only two parties who signed the contract with Duan Qichang back then, but three parties."

Song Yungui nodded and said: "That's right, it's just that this third party is hiding very deeply. If there were not many changes in Yingzhou Island, I'm afraid this contract will never see the light of day."

This is the contract between the Yan family and the Duan family. It was signed between two prominent families, but what was written was bloody human life.

Liu Hongfeng was secretly startled—the chaos on Yingzhou Island was like a hurricane passing by, causing countless old grievances and grievances. Where the wind passed, even the dirt buried in the deepest part of the soil was forced out of its original form, and there was nowhere to hide.

Yan Yuehua's handing over the deed to Song Yungui was tantamount to handing over his greatest weakness to the other party. Therefore, he chose to burn the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, burning away the last ties between the Yan family and Jianghu, in exchange for Song Yungui's protection , retreated from the precarious rivers and lakes.

Once Yan Shi retreats completely, Duan Shi, who colluded with Yan Shi back then, will be left alone in the center of the storm.

Liu Hongfeng couldn't help sighing: "Teacher Song really made a good move."

Song Yungui raised the corners of his mouth, with a smug expression on his face, he said, "Tomorrow morning, at the martial arts conference, the truth will be revealed to the world along with the sun, what do you think?"

Liu Hongfeng couldn't help being shocked.

In ten years, he has never been so close to success.Ten years ago, Duan Qichang abused his power, covered the sky with one hand, and murdered ten innocent lives. He was unscathed and still enjoyed fame and fortune.At that time, he was just a child who had just lost his mother, without the strength to restrain a chicken, wandering in the market, full of wind, frost, rain and snow, like a weak spark that could be extinguished at any time.

But people in high positions often tend to forget that even a single spark can have the power to start a prairie fire.

The deeds from Zhujianzhuang, Xueyi Gang and Hou Langzhong, after several twists and turns, finally returned to one place and were placed in front of him intact.

Finally got together three irrefutable proofs, and finally waited for this moment.

The commotion of the fire in the Zhengrong Pavilion tonight must have alarmed all the people trapped in Yingzhou Island. Tomorrow, people who came to compete for the Moxie Sword will definitely come to the ring to find out.It is a perfect opportunity to expose Duan Qichang's conspiracy in the arena and clear up the murder of ten years ago.

Tomorrow, just wait until tomorrow...

In just a few hours, the truth of the bloody clothes case will be revealed to the world.

Liu Hongfeng should feel happy, but for some reason, he felt uneasy in his heart, as if he had forgotten something important.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the letter in Song Yungui's hand, and said half to himself: "Such an accident happened tonight, but Duan Qichang never showed up, and no one from Tianjimen came to uphold justice."

"Administrate justice?" Song Yungui laughed, not hiding the contempt in his smile, "I'm afraid Duan Qichang is an ant on the hot pot now, and it is difficult to protect himself, so how can he have the strength to meddle in other people's business."

Song Yungui was right. Duan Qichang's greatest weakness was his beloved son Duan Changya. Ten years ago, the reason why he took risks and committed sensational crimes was to heal Duan Changya's hidden illness.

However, Duan Changya's old illness relapsed again, and his symptoms were more dangerous than ten years ago.

Liu Hongfeng was thinking desperately - if it were him, in Duan Qichang's position, what method would he use to protect himself.

He must cure Duan Changya's illness, no matter what the cost, even if he wants to keep the achievements of ten years ago, he must survive this difficulty.

Duan Changya's chronic illness originated from Duan's blood, which cannot be cured by ordinary methods. Ten years ago, Duan Qichang had no choice but to collect the blood of the living before dawn. Put them into coffins, transport them to graves in the suburbs, create a sensational death, and put the blame on ghosts and gods.

Now that the route to Yingzhou Island is blocked and everyone is trapped on the island, Duan Qichang naturally cannot repeat the same trick.

But if it is just for blood collection, there may not be no substitutes on the island.

Could it be...

Thinking of this, cold sweat dripped down Liu Hongfeng's back.

He stood up abruptly, bumping the top of his head against the low ceiling.The sedan chair was hit hard by him and shook violently a few times.

Song Yungui couldn't help showing surprise, and asked, "Master Feng, what's wrong?"

Liu Hongfeng's tone was a little excited: "It may be too late until tomorrow."

Liu Hongfeng was filled with remorse. There were too many accidents that happened that day. He was so absorbed in investigating Song Yungui's background in the casino that he ignored such an important clue.

Since the beginning of the martial arts conference, chaos has abounded on Yingzhou Island, and many homeless old and young women and children have been taken in by Tianji Gate.Just this morning, a group of people left Zhujianzhuang to live in the bamboo courtyard.

Tianjimen has a great reputation in the Jianghu, and it is a model of chivalry and kindness in the hearts of the people. They must believe that as long as they are protected by Duan Qichang, they can stay away from danger and survive the crisis safely.

Most of the night has passed, although I don't know the exact moment, but it is not far from the fifth watch.

Liu Hongfeng's heart was beating like a drum, if Duan Qichang really had a wrong heart and planned to take blood from these innocent people, wouldn't they have no power to resist and could only be slaughtered?

Of course he remembered that Liu Qian was also in the bamboo courtyard at the moment. His original intention was to keep Liu Qian away from the disputes in the rivers and lakes and live in a secluded and safe place. Pushed into a dangerous vortex by his own hands.

He told Song Yungui what he wanted in his heart, and said, "I'm worried that Duan Qichang will repeat his old tricks and attack the innocent women and children in the bamboo courtyard."

Song Yungui also showed surprise, but quickly regained his composure, and replied: "You are right, a dog will jump over a wall in a hurry, and Duan Qichang is forced to a dead end, so maybe he won't make such a bad plan."

Liu Hongfeng said: "If he really has this intention, we should rush to the bamboo courtyard immediately and stop him before he makes a move."

Song Yungui asked back: "Why do you want to stop him?"

Liu Hongfeng was stunned: "Are you going to sit back and watch the bloody clothing case ten years ago repeat itself?"

Song Yungui sighed, and replied in an unhurried tone: "Young Master Feng, you have always been resourceful, smart and quick-witted, but once you are involved in the bloody clothes case, you will become impulsive and short-sighted."

Liu Hongfeng stared at the other party with a downcast face, as if quite dissatisfied with this evaluation.

Song Yungui was not annoyed, but continued: "You might as well calm down and think about it, the witnesses related to the bloody clothes case have all died, and the physical evidence is only these three contracts. You may not be met by Duan Qichang on the way to reverse the case." But if Duan Qichang repeats his old tricks tonight and commits a brand new bloody crime, wouldn’t it be tantamount to throwing himself into a trap.”

Song Yungui's meaning is self-evident, Dongfengtang intends to sit idly by Duan Qichang's conspiracy, even though he is dying to struggle until the dust settles.Sit back and reap the benefits of the fisherman.This is indeed the fastest, least labor-saving, and safest way, as long as Duan Qichang's handle is grasped, victory will be in his pocket.

As for the ten innocent lives, they are just chips in the pocket.

Liu Hongfeng stared at him and asked, "So in your eyes, is Duan Qichang the next Feng Guangsheng?"

Song Yungui also looked at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't it?"

Liu Hongfeng met the other party's gaze, feeling regretful in his heart.Sure enough, Song Yungui looked at him for a moment, then quickly raised his head and laughed: "It seems that Mr. Feng is still very young, and he still has a chivalrous heart, which makes me, an old guy, feel ashamed."

Contrary to Song Yungui's expectations, Liu Hongfeng also calmed down, took a deep breath, and said, "Forgive me, it's not me who is short-sighted, but Hall Master Song."

Song Yungui frowned slightly, and asked, "How do you say that?"

Liu Hongfeng replied: "My purpose is to overturn the bloody coat case and expose Duan's crimes, but your purpose is to establish prestige and replace Duan Qichang as the new master of martial arts. Your goal is farther and longer than mine. So Please think about it, how the Duan family started from scratch and became the number one in the Jianghu."

Song Yungui smiled contemptuously, and said: "It's just to use the current situation to help the imperial court resist the invasion of foreign enemies and make a few battles."

Liu Hongfeng nodded and said: "For the imperial court, it's just a military achievement, but for the common people, it's a real act of righteousness. If you lead Dongfengtang to rescue those innocent people tonight, the praise you won may not be lost. To the original Tianjimen."

Song Yungui narrowed his eyes and looked at him, before saying after a long while: "You are right, but if you openly become an enemy of Tianjimen, you will face a hundred times more danger. My brothers are exhausted physically and mentally, I can't let them Suffer for no reason."

Liu Hongfeng shook his head, and said, "It seems that I have a disagreement with Hallmaster Song."

Song Yungui said: "It seems so."

"Then let me take my leave."

"It's a pity. I originally planned to invite you to go to the mansion to have a good rest. Do you really want to leave?"

Liu Hongfeng nodded, gave way, and got up to leave.

Song Yungui did not stop him.

But another person in the sedan chair suddenly spoke and called his name from behind: "Young Master Feng, wait a minute."

Liu Hongfeng turned her head and met Nangong Jin's eyes, secretly surprised.When he and Song Yungui had a verbal confrontation just now, Nangong Jin remained silent, and he almost forgot about the existence of this person, let alone expecting that the other party would suddenly make a sound to prevent him from leaving.

He carefully looked at Nangong Jin's appearance, her pale face floated at the intersection of firelight and darkness, her outline was somewhat blurred, her lips were drawn into a line, her eye sockets were black, her brows were loose, and she showed a haggard face, but her appearance could not be erased Breathtaking beauty.

The makeup on her face was reflected under the red sky, and the color became almost transparent. Liu Hongfeng stared at her, only feeling that this person had an aura that was not like the world.She seemed to have spent ten years of hard work, crawling out from the damp ground, with a rotten taste that penetrated into the marrow, and wanted to drag everything in sight into the abyss.

Does such a beautiful but morbid face, born near death, really belong to Princess Pingnan, who was once unrestrained and heroic?

Liu Hongfeng asked himself, but couldn't find an answer, so he could only ask, "Madam, what advice do you have?"

Nangong Jin frowned, with a worried look on her face, and said slowly, "Master Song's worry is not unreasonable, Duan Qichang is not as easy to deal with as you imagined, if you insist on obstructing him, you may be in danger... "

Maybe her face was too serious, her tone was too sincere, and even the words she uttered had a bit of ominous prophecy, which made people shiver faintly.

But Liu Hongfeng just smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Thank you Madam for your warning, I will be more careful."

He jumped out of the sedan chair and walked towards the crowd, his fiery red back was reflected in the fiery red sky, revealing his determination without hesitation.

Nangong Jin watched his shadow go away from the gap, and then, the sincere worry faded away like a mask, and the weak and haggard expression just now disappeared, leaving only a gloomy look.

She had a sullen face, but the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, and she murmured in a low voice: "I kindly reminded you, it was you who didn't listen, so don't blame me for being ruthless."

Liu Hongfeng, who was leaving, could not hear Nangong Jin's words, but Song Yungui, who stayed in the sedan chair, could hear them clearly.

Song Yungui leaned over, stretched out his arms from behind, and circled around Nangong Jin's waist. His movements were cautious, his injured shoulders were bent in an uncomfortable position, but even so, he still wanted to lean against the opponent's back. Her gestures are all humble and flattering, in fact she is completely different from just now.

He leaned close to the ear of the woman in his arms, and said softly: "Don't scare me anymore, turn around and look at me, okay..."

Nangong Jin didn't follow suit, she left the flattering Song Yungui behind her, her eyes searched the scene outside through the gap of the curtain, her jaw raised with a bit of arrogance: "No, I haven't seen enough of the fireworks yet. Woolen cloth."

Song Yungui was stunned, and then heard her whispering like a dream: "It's so beautiful. It turns out that just a little spark can burn so beautifully."

In the dark night, a raging fire ignited on the wooden tower, dry and violent, as if to tear a gap in the night.The majestic and magnificent pavilions collapsed and disintegrated in the flames, heading towards destruction step by step.Such a scene is really not beautiful.

However, her thin face lit up in the firelight, and her Linglong eyes glowed with unusual excitement.

Song Yungui frowned, showing an impatient look: "I'm afraid the fire will not go out all night, do you want to watch it all night? Don't watch it, I will accompany you to watch the real fireworks, which are more beautiful than this one." hundred times."

Nangong Jin finally turned her head back, the slightly raised corners of her mouth and indifferent eyes formed a perfunctory smirk: "No need, it's getting late, I should go too."

Song Yungui's voice sank: "Where are you going?"

Nangong Jin laughed softly: "Young Master Feng is still waiting for justice to be done, I must not let his expectations fail."

Song Yungui said: "Although Liu Hongfeng is quick-witted, he doesn't understand his enemies. Duan Qichang has an indecisive personality. After being a hero for ten years, he regards himself as a real gentleman. Unless someone helps him, he has no guts to commit another crime. , take another life."

"You're right," Nangong Jin nodded, "That's why I'm going to help."

Song Yungui clasped her shoulders, pulled her closer to his eyes, and asked, "Are you crazy?"

Nangong Jin was pulled so painfully that she leaned towards the other party half-forced, her shoulders almost touching the other party's chest, but she raised her head high, with a proud expression on her face: "Don't forget, I crawled out of the coffin Dead man, do you still expect me to wake up?"

Song Yungui sighed, and said: "There are enough troubles tonight, please give me some time, I will fulfill everything I promise you, please don't make any more troubles."

Nangong Jin sneered and said, "You? Please?"

"I'm tired, I'm really tired, please, stay with me..." Song Yungui said while relaxing the strength in his hand, leaning forward and sliding in front of the other party.He seemed to be a different person, with his waist bowed and his shoulders shrunk, without any majesty and majesty just now, he just leaned on the woman beside him foolishly, and there was even a bit of humble begging in his eyes.

However, Nangong Jin raised one hand, with her slender fingers in a gesture of animal claws, and grabbed Song Yungui's shoulder wound without hesitation.

"Hiss!" Song Yungui gasped and let out a cry of pain.

The cotton gauze that she carefully bandaged just now fell apart in a blink of an eye when she scratched it. There was a bloodstain on the outside of the cotton gauze, and the wound that had been bandaged opened again.

Song Yungui didn't care about the injury, but hurriedly grabbed the victim's wrist, clamped it firmly with five fingers, and said, "Stop it! What on earth are you trying to do?"

Although Nangong Jin's aura was fierce, she couldn't hold back the opponent's brute force, her body lost her balance in the violent struggle, she fell into the opponent's arms, and her sleeves slid down her thin wrist.A section of pale skin was exposed, and the outline of the edge seemed to melt into the darkness.

Despite her embarrassing posture, her voice was still cold: "I won't stop unless you send me back to the coffin."

Song Yungui lowered his head, looked at the red fingerprints on the opponent's skin, let out a long breath, and said in a sigh-like tone: "...Can't you trust me?"

Nangong Jin met Song Yungui's gaze, stared back unceremoniously, and said, "I only believe in myself."

Song Yungui didn't seem to hear her, he still held her in his arms, and explained stubbornly: "We drove away Yan Yuehua tonight, and Duan Qichang fell into a helpless situation. Victory is already in his pocket. As long as ten years The previous bloody case is known to the public, and he will definitely lose his trust in Jianghu. Therefore, you really don’t need to do anything extra tonight, just adding unnecessary risks.”

"It's too much?" Nangong Jin asked, "Even if Duan Qichang's prestige is defeated tomorrow, what should Liu Hongfeng do? You don't really plan to be an ally with him, do you?"

Song Yungui immediately replied: "Of course not, it's just that the time is not ripe yet, and we can't openly make an enemy of Liu Hongfeng. Right now, we should take the lead in subduing Duan Qichang, get what we want, and then slowly get rid of him afterwards. If he is forced to It’s too tight, I’m afraid he might become alert and ruin our event.”

Nangong Jin still shook her head: "I don't believe you, nor him. Liu Hongfeng won't attack Duan Changya. He will betray us sooner or later."

Song Yungui was silent for a moment, and said: "In the current situation, only a fool would betray us. Liu Hongfeng is not stupid, he is very shrewd and will not be emotional."

Nangong Jin raised her head and laughed, "How do you know he can't? You are an emotional fool."

Song Yungui's face froze, and he immediately pursed his lips, his jaw trembling slightly, obviously hurt by these words.He didn't want to get angry with Nangong Jin, so he could only suppress his anger with furrowed brows.

Nangong Jin ignored his efforts, and asked, "Am I wrong? If you weren't acting out of emotion, how could you bring the dead back from the coffin and stay by your side?"

Song Yungui's face was stiff, his body tensed up desperately, even his shoulders were trembling slightly, he said: "Sometimes I wonder if I did something wrong, should I stop immediately, there is still time to stop..."

"Stop?" Nangong Jin was still smiling, "The person you couldn't get ten years ago will soon be with you forever. Are you going to stop now, are you going to abandon her? So you Your deep affection only has such a little weight, Song Yungui, I really misjudged you."

After a long silence, Song Yungui said in a hoarse voice: "...I have done so much for you, but you still refuse to believe me, even once."

Nangong Jin shook her hair lightly, and said: "Thank you for the kindness of Hall Master Song, if the love ends here tonight, why don't we go our separate ways."

After finishing speaking, she broke free from Song Yungui's embrace, got up and opened the curtain, and walked towards the direction where the night sky glowed.

Her back is so determined, as if she is about to plunge into another world.

"you come back!"

Song Yungui snarled, grabbed her by the shoulders, and pulled her back.

The slits of the curtain closed again, and the hem was shaking because of the dispute just now.

The inside of the sedan chair returned to darkness, even darker than before.

Song Yungui twisted Nangong Jin's arm and pushed her down on the narrow seat, his hot palms randomly scratched and pressed the other person's face.

"I will not let you go, I will never let you go!"

Nangong Jin struggled desperately, the complete and delicate makeup on her face was messed up by the other party, and her face and expression also changed with the makeup. From a distance, it looked like another face.

The carriage swayed on the steep hillside near the sea, the only flat road was creaked by the rainy night, and the expensive body was crumbling.

The closed sedan chair was a world of its own, with no extra sight around it, except for the two people staying in the sedan chair, no one knew what was going on in the darkness.

The scenes in the dark are neither lingering nor sweet, but full of violence and abuse, bullying and conquest, as cruel as the world of wild beasts.

Song Yungui was the winner. He held the fruit of victory firmly in his hand, savoring the wailing of his prey with satisfaction.

Nangong Jin was the loser, her dignity and body were stripped off, exposed on the chopping board, at the mercy of others, powerless to fight back.

The space is small, the bodies of the two are entangled, and the dry sound of clothes being torn occasionally can be heard. The winner is lying on the loser's body, and the gluttonous voice sounds extremely dirty.

Nangong Jin took a big breath, like a fish out of water, shaking his head desperately, trying to avoid the other party's erosion, but the air was full of the smell of Song Yungui, leaving a knife-like touch when it passed through his throat.The red rouge stuck to her cheeks indiscriminately, and even smeared near the corners of her eyes, blurring her face.

Probably exhausted all her strength, she finally stopped struggling, raised her head to shake off her messy hair, and giggled: "Look, what I said is indeed true, you are an emotional fool."

Song Yungui's voice was dry and hoarse, "I don't want to lie to myself anymore."

Nangong Jin was pressed down by him, but as if she had won the victory, she slowly raised the corners of her mouth and said, "Unfortunately, everything in front of you is fake, and the woman you have been waiting for for ten years is also fake, you The lingering and affectionate feelings are also fake, the dead will never come back to life, you don’t want to see it, you don’t want to hear it, but I want you to see clearly, so that you can’t escape..."

Song Yungui stretched out his hand to cover her mouth, his hot palm was like a piece of iron, and it burned on her lips, completely melting the beautiful powder that had been carefully put on into a puddle of mud.

Then, he turned around, stretched out his other hand, and pulled the curtain even tighter.The fire light in the night sky was completely blocked out, and the faces of the two were completely hidden in the darkness, and they could not see anything.

The darkness made people feel safe. Song Yungui's breathing gradually calmed down, and he finally let go of his hand.

Nangong Jin coughed a few times, with obvious pain in her voice, if it was a little later, she would have passed out from suffocation, her violent panting echoed in the narrow space, her thin chest heaved up and down, desperately trying to make up for it Lack of breath.

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Song Yungui turned his head to the side, and slowly relaxed the strength in his hands.

She sneered, and although she looked extremely weak, she still spoke with the remaining breath, and her words were like sharp knives, stabbing the other party mercilessly.

"Do you hate my face so much? Apart from me, there is no other person in this world who can pretend to be perfect, but you dare not even look at it?"

Unlike Nangong Jin who was gentle, obedient and affectionate just now, her voice was indifferent and full of sarcasm.

Song Yungui shouted sharply: "Shut up, don't say any more!"

But she went on to say: "Coward, you deserve it, you can only live with a dead man..."

Song Yungui was driven into a hurry, and her fists came down mercilessly, but she only got her sharp laughter: "Even if you hit me, scold me, insult me, tear me in half, you can't change your own situation , you'll always be a poor wretch."

"To shut up!"

"You hate me so much, why don't you just cut off my tongue! As long as you cut off my tongue, I won't be able to speak tonight, Duan Qichang will give up committing crimes, and the master of Dongfeng Hall will be able to fulfill his wish and act chivalrously." It's..."

Nangong Jin couldn't continue talking.

It wasn't because her tongue was cut off, but because Song Yungui suddenly bent down and blocked her mouth.The strong arms imprisoned her within a square inch, and the movements were never gentle, but fierce and violent, like dealing with a bird trying to escape, tearing its feathers, breaking its wings, making it bruised and lost. The power to fly, give up the longing for the sky, and catch it with nothing.

The heavy curtains were tightly closed without leaking a single gap. In the darkness, Song Yungui could no longer see the appearance of the person beneath him clearly, and whether that face belonged to the dead or the living was no longer important.Whether it's heavy breathing or messy clothes, everything is a chaos in the dark.

Nangong Jin stretched out her hand in the dark, her slender arm hooked Song Yungui's neck, her thin flesh and bones seemed to be embedded in a shackle, she clenched her teeth like a body that was just a few feet away, and endured the pain from the other party.

Human greed is probably better than all the wild beasts in the world. Knowing that it is a fantasy, they still try to resurrect the dead and return the lost things to their pockets. Even if it is a false appearance or a fabricated lie, they must be mistaken to the end without repentance.

Two greedy people entangled in the darkness, falling into the abyss continuously.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Yungui finally stopped.

The corners of his eyes were already wet, and the gullies were filled with tears. He was obviously a tormentor, but like a wronged child, he fell on the narrow shoulders of the person in his arms, and two lines of hot tears flowed down his cheeks.

Who would have thought that such a lost man would actually be the master of Dongfeng, who is known in the world as being romantic, calm and calm, and strategizing.

His appearance at this moment must not be seen by the second person.At this moment, darkness is his shield.

But the shield was torn off anyway.

The thin wrist broke free from his arms, raised tremblingly, and pushed aside the curtain.

The light that suddenly poured in was full of temptation, Nangong Jin threw him away, and couldn't wait to go into the light.

He grabbed Nangong Jin's shoulder from behind and asked in a haggard tone, "Are you still going?"

"Of course." It was a cold and ruthless voice that answered him.

"Don't go, please don't go..."

"Song Yungui, you are really pitiful."

The poor man failed to stop the ruthless man's footsteps, Song Yungui seemed to have been relieved of all the strength in his body, a pair of hands with bulging veins slid down the opponent's shoulders, and slumped down.

Nangong Jin got her wish, she was bathed in the light again, the dry but invigorating air penetrated into her lungs, and she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

All the makeup on her cheeks was gone, the powder faded, the gorgeous dress on her body was turned into pieces, and the bun like the morning cloud no longer existed.She wore a close-fitting tunic,