The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

The impact of this scene is simply heartbreaking, Wang Ergou ran, his feet were soft, and he fell heavily to the ground, and then he struggled for a long time without getting up, the last pair of big eyes turned red like fire, Tears rolled down the cheeks one by one like broken beads.

"Why don't you run away?" The man in black walked up to Wang Ergou and stood still, and said slowly.

Wang Ergou subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to grab those bloody arms off his opponent's legs, but his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't touch them at all.

Seeing him like this, the man in black snorted coldly with disdain, then clenched the knife in his hand again: "Go down and accompany that old thing!"

After the words fell, he mercilessly swung the knife in his hand.

Wang Ergou was originally a child with no strength to restrain a chicken, but this time he was very emotional, not to mention resisting, he didn't even know how to hide, seeing that the knife was about to cut on his fragile neck, The lips of the man in black, hidden under the darkness of night, slightly curved.

But in the next second, that arc was frozen forever.

He turned his gaze stiffly, looking at the figure standing behind him at some point.

The man standing there was dressed in black clothes, and the eyes behind the silver mask were looking at him coldly. He was holding a dagger with a cold light in his hand. The dagger was stained with a touch of blood. It was himself. of blood.

"Gululu..." The black-clothed assassin wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, what came out was a gurgling sound of blood flowing.

Only then did he remember to raise his hand to cover his neck, and when he touched it, he felt blood on his hand again. The man in black subconsciously covered his hand tighter and tighter, but the artery on his neck was cut off, so how could he cover it? live.

For a moment, the blood was like a flood pouring out of the gate, and in a blink of an eye, it dripped down his fingertips all over his body.

The body of the man in black swayed a few times in the night, and then fell to the ground.

He stared at Wen Jue with wide eyes, with astonishment in his eyes, obviously he never thought that he would die like this.

But the curvature of the corner of the mouth gradually deepened.

Wen Jue was inexplicably uneasy when he was looked at by that smile, but he couldn't tell what went wrong, and under the current situation, he didn't have the heart to think about it.

Wen Jue shook off the strange feeling in his heart, and turned to walk towards Uncle Wang who was lying in a pool of blood a few meters away.

He squatted down and stretched out his hand to test the old man's breathing, but when he was about to touch it, his hand was knocked aside by a force.

Wen Jue turned his head and saw that Wang Ergou had walked over at some point, and it was obvious that the child hit him.

After Wang Ergou patted Wen Jue's hand away, without looking at him, he knelt down on the ground and called out to the old man on the ground.

After he called several times in a row, the old man actually responded.

Uncle Wang slowly opened his eyes, a pair of old eyes reflected red flames, cloudy and out of focus.

His lips moved slightly, as if to say something, but the voice was too small to be heard at all.

Wang Ergou subconsciously wanted to shake the old man's hand, but suddenly found that the other's hands had already been chopped off by the insane killer.

The child's emotions became even more broken for a moment. He raised his hand indiscriminately and wiped away the tears on his face, then lay down and hugged the old man's body tightly, with his ear pressed against Uncle Wang's lips: "Grandpa, you just now What did you say, say it again, say it again, okay?"

But the old man's words had exhausted all his strength.

His chest was violently heaving up and down, but his complexion became more and more ugly, as if he was about to suffocate.

Seeing this scene, Wen Jue subconsciously stepped forward to rescue him, but the child protected the old man with a defensive face and kept him from approaching.

In a panic, Wen Jue simply pulled Wang Ergou aside.

It only took a few breaths, and the old man was already in shock, so Wen Jue immediately squatted down to give him CPR.

His hand pressed hard on the old man's body. It was supposed to be a saving action, but it turned into murder in the eyes of Wang Ergou.

"What are you doing? Let go of my grandfather!" Wang Ergou got up from the ground, trying to pull Wen Jue away, but his strength was too weak, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake Wen Jue at all. Suddenly, Wanergou opened its mouth and bit Wen Jue's arm.

Wen Jue let out a muffled snort. She didn't know whether it was the pain from him or because she was too tense. Cold sweat lay down on her forehead, and fell across her cheeks on Uncle Wang's bloody old face.

Wen Jue looked at the dead air on that face, and the hope in his heart was pulled away little by little, but he was still stubborn and unwilling to give up until the temperature on the other party's body gradually faded.

Wen Jue's feet softened and he sat down in the blood all over the floor. His eyes fell on the old man with scars all over his body. His heart was overwhelmed by a deep sense of discomfort and powerlessness.

After spending so much thought, he carefully hid the person in a place where he thought he would not be found, and even sent someone to watch carefully, but in the end, he still couldn't escape the tragedy.

He's just a man at the mercy of others and can't do anything.

"Grandpa, didn't grandpa say that he would stay with Ergou all the time? You don't count what you say, woooooo...Grandpa, grandpa, wake up quickly, don't leave Ergou, okay...wake up, okay? !" The child's cry echoed in my ears for a long time, from low sobs to wailing to heart-piercing...

Wen Jue listened to his ambiguous cries, and the scene of the night a few days ago, when the old man and the child were enjoying the shade in the small courtyard, uncontrollably rang out in his mind.

The moon was so round that day, and the scene was so warm, but in a blink of an eye, everything was broken.

After experiencing so many joys and sorrows, he still...can't stand such a scene!

After Wen Jue regained his composure, he wanted to appease Wang Ergou's emotions, but Wang Ergou fell into grief and couldn't listen to Wen Jue's words at all.

Wen Jue couldn't bear to see him like this, and finally reached out to see him hug him away, but the child seemed to go crazy, and he bit Wen Jue's hand again when he opened his mouth. After breaking free from Wen Jue, he even started to hug him Wen Jue punched and kicked, and cursed vaguely.

Wen Jue listened carefully, and heard that the other party was calling him damn, saying that he hated him and told him to die.

Although the content of the swearing was vague and confusing, Wen Jue still vaguely understood it.

The moment he understood, the smile on the corner of the mouth of the man in black who killed Uncle Wang suddenly appeared in Wen Jue's mind when he was dying.

He realized belatedly that maybe Wang Ergou's attitude towards him has changed drastically because of what those people said.

At this moment, Wen Jue knew that the kid wouldn't listen to what he said, so he didn't explain, and simply let him vent.

When Yin Hongyu rushed over, what he saw was Wen Jue standing there, letting the children abuse and beat him, but he never moved or fought back.

Yin Hongyu drove the horse into the yard all the way, jumped down and grabbed Wang Ergou's arm, and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Wang Ergou's eyes were red, and he struggled hard, but he didn't open it for a long time, a rush of blood rushed to his forehead, and he fell into a coma.

Wen Jue slowly closed his eyes, raised his hand and pressed his temples heavily, then silently picked up Wang Ergou's body and put it aside, then he walked to the dead black-clothed man at this moment, intending to cut off the old man's body A pair of arms is taken down.

It's just that those arms seemed to be welded to the man in black's legs. No matter how hard Wen Jue tried, he couldn't separate his hands from that leg. Wen Jue was worried that any more force would break those hands, so he looked around. With a glance, he picked up the long knife that the man in black had dropped on the ground, cut off the opponent's leg that was entwined by the old man's arm, and then successfully picked it up.

Wen Jue knew that Uncle Wang was trying to buy time for Wang Ergou to escape, so he tried his best to hug the leg of the man in black with both hands. Apart from his arm, there were countless other injuries. Large and small scars, especially on the back, there are several criss-cross knife wounds, and the bones can be seen deep.

Even if the body is separated, even if he is dead, the old man's love for his grandson will stay in this world forever.

This world is not worth it, but because there is someone who loves him wholeheartedly, all the coldness is driven away, but from now on, the warmth that belongs to this child is completely gone.

Wen Jue walked back with those arms, then picked up the old and broken body and walked out of the yard.

This picture is silent, but it is so shocking that it hits people's soul directly.

It was the first time that Yin Hongyu felt so regretful about what he had done. Why did he tell Yin Hongli the child's whereabouts?

If he had pretended not to know, what happened today would not have happened. Even if he was alive, he was just a child who was still alive, but he would not be able to dislike any disturbances.

"Grandpa!" When Wen Jue was about to walk to the door, Wang Ergou suddenly woke up from his coma.

He didn't see the corpse on the ground, and looked around in a panic, noticing the person in Wen Jue's arms, and immediately got up from the ground and chased after Wen Jue.

Seeing him stumbling, Wen Jue stopped, and waited for the child to follow before moving on.

"What are you doing? Where are you taking my grandpa?" He cried too hard before, as if he had exhausted all the strength of the child, but Wang Ergou spoke again at this time, his voice was so weak and hoarse that he almost Catch up with Wen Jue talking.

Wen Jue said: "Let him be buried in peace."

The child froze for a moment, and the circles of his eyes turned red again. He looked at Wen Jue with unconcealable hatred, but this time, he didn't vent to Wen Jue uncontrollably like before.

He just tightly clenched his small fist, and then silently walked forward behind Wen Jue.