ten steps one kill

Tell me, but I overheard you. "

Song Yungui tightened his grip on the shoulders of the person in his arms, and said: "She is lying on purpose, in order to disturb Liu Hongfeng's mind, and I ordered her to say these words."

Nangongyou raised her lips and showed a wry smile: "You have told too many lies. After ten years, I am afraid that even you yourself have forgotten the truth."

A silver light flashed across Song Yungui's field of vision, and he quickly realized that it was the dagger that Nangongyou hid at the bottom of his sleeve.

Unfortunately, he found out too late.

The blade was light and thin, and the strength of the shot was also weak, without any skill at all, but it happened that such an inconspicuous weapon went straight into his flank without the slightest deviation.

After all, they are so close and hug so tightly.

His shoulders twitched, and an instinctive voice came out of his throat: "Come on! Help me—"

His voice was thick and loud, even though it sounded in the stable, it could be heard a long distance away, but Nangong You didn't seem to hear it, and his expression was still indifferent.

He stared at the other party with wide eyes: "Are you crazy...you attack me, Dongfengtang and Tianjimen...will not let you go..."

Nangong You just sighed, and said: "The disciples of Dongfeng Hall and the arresting head of the Yamen were all bribed by me."

"Varied……"

"You drive away all the loyal, filial, benevolent and righteous people, and of course only the snobs are left behind. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

As Nangongyou said, he finally took a step back and pulled out from Song Yungui's embrace.

Song Yungui's arm had already lost strength, and it was frozen in mid-air like a dead object.The handle of the knife was still on the side of the abdomen, and blood slowly trickled out along the edge of the knife, and the place where the edge of the knife was not soaked in blood still glowed coldly, like a sneering smile.

His life was drained bit by bit amidst the merciless ridicule of everything in the world.

He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, looking over Nangong You's thin shoulders, he could vaguely see the faces of Dongfeng Hall's disciples, the former disciples were standing in the distance, motionless, ignoring him and going to the end of the road.

His eyes fell back to Nangongyou's face again, and there was a bit of crying in his trembling voice: "Why did you treat me like this? Even if I lied to Duan Qichang, it was because of you...For ten years, I have been looking forward to being able to do this all the time." With you, I only have you in my heart..."

Nangongyou also stared at him, his eyes seemed to be flickering: "For me, can you do anything?"

Song Yungui replied: "Of course."

Nangong said worryingly: "Then die for me."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the handle of the knife and pulled out the blade.

Blood gushed out from the wound, as abundant as fresh spring water. Song Yungui's knees finally lost strength, bent uncontrollably, and touched the muddy ground.He kept his kneeling posture, with his hands propped on the ground, struggling desperately, but he was still unable to get up.

He really didn't expect that he would end up in the same end as Duan Qichang after all kinds of schemes and calculations.

After a long while, his hands and feet finally stopped. He seemed to have completely given up on survival, but he just raised his head, stared at the person nearby with blurred vision, and said: "... If you want me to die, I will die for you." Look, I can give you my heart..."

But there was no heart in his wound, only the greasy intestines were flushed out of his abdomen by blood, and hung down to the ground like a snake, ugly and embarrassing.

Nangongyou couldn't help frowning, with undisguised disgust floating on his face.But for some reason, he didn't look away, still staring at the dark red pool of blood under Song Yungui's body.

This bright and warm red was a color he had never enjoyed in his life.His life is pale, the sun and the moon in the palace, the indifferent father, the depressed mother, the brothers who are strangers...

The only bright color in his life is Nangong Jin. His elder sister, who is ten years older, has the tenderness of a mother and the charm of a woman.However, she is like a hibiscus flower in full bloom, which blooms for a short time and withers quickly.

Nangongyou lowered her head, stared at Song Yungui's figure, and murmured: "Forget it, I was born to be a waste, so I only deserve such a gift."

Song Yungui was still bleeding, death came too slowly, and the pain of the wound made him let out a distorted whimper.Until his lips suddenly became hot.

At some point, Nangongyou squatted down, gently put his arms around his shoulders, leaned forward, and pressed his lips close to his.

Nangong You's clean clothes were soon stained with blood, but he seemed to not care at all, raised a hand and pressed it against Song Yungui's cheek.For countless long nights, the two of them were once closer than they are now.Exchange more lingering kisses.But this time, Song Yungui tasted a strange taste in the familiar tongue.

"It's poison...you took poison..."

Song Yungui opened his eyes wide, and pushed Nangong Jin away with the remaining strength.

The next moment, he froze as if in a dream.

Nangong Jin knelt in front of him, just a short distance away from him, her lips were stained with blood, as if she had applied carmine makeup.

For countless days and nights, this person had worn a woman's dress and pretended to be a woman, but he was never more beautiful than now.

Nangongyou seemed to have seen through the other party's mind, and slowly raised the corner of his mouth, showing a smile: "I will die with you, aren't you happy?"

Song Yungui couldn't utter a word anymore, he just grabbed his shoulder with his last strength, and inserted the tip of his tongue into his lips and teeth.

The two fell together in a pool of blood, their lips gradually faded to blue, and their handsome face gradually distorted, becoming ugly and hideous.

But none of them could see clearly the ugliness of the other party, let alone the devastated appearance of this land of China that was eroded by the flames of war.