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After Duan Qianjun finished speaking, she lowered her head, secretly nervous in her heart, not daring to look at Kong Yunluo's face.

But Kong Yunluo just frowned when he heard this, and his expression didn't change suddenly, as if he had expected it.

"Is the news accurate?" Kong Yunluo asked indifferently.

"It's probably true." Duan Qianzhen replied, "My subordinates eavesdropped on the meeting of Xuanshen. According to what they said, Qu Fan has mastered the secret skills of that person, which can kill human flesh and bones. Owner, do you still remember that Qu Fan once Died several times, but came back to life strangely, doesn't this justify what they said?"

Kong Yunluo pursed his lips and remained silent.

Duan Qianjun continued: "Furthermore, Qu'an's identity is a mystery, as if he appeared out of thin air. Combined with this layer of identity, the explanation is clear... The subordinate is guilty of taking this person to Xiping Town without authorization. Without him, The owner of the villa will not suffer all the pain... Please punish the owner of the villa."

Kong Yunluo remained silent, his eyes were far away, it was hard to guess what he was thinking.

"Villa Master, excuse me for talking too much, Qu Jian can't stay any longer. I heard that someone in Peimen has died, and the villa hasn't been killed for many years, but after he came, disasters and chaos arose. With him here, the villa will definitely be in trouble again. "

"I have my own decision on this matter." Kong Yunluo finally spoke, his voice was dull, "You step back."

Duan Qianjun's expression was eager, as if he was a little bit "hate iron but not steel", "Master, I know you have a deep affection for Qu, but you know that this person is dangerous, and he is still his disciple, yet you keep him by your side, This is walking into a fire pit! The owner..."

"I said, you step back." Kong Yunluo looked at Duan Qianjun, with a gloomy black lacquer lingering between his brows.

Duan Qianjun had no choice but to apologize, but his tone was a bit annoyed, and he turned and left.

After walking a few steps, the emotion on his face suddenly disappeared, and he was calm and unwavering.

Kong Yunluo stood alone for a long time, until the raindrops fell on his face, he came back to his senses, blinked slightly, turned and walked back.

His heart doesn't want to be as calm as it appears on the surface.He had already guessed the news brought back by Duan Qianzhen. Qu Yan was familiar with the Scrophulariae Sect, Lou Wenrun found the feeling of a father in Qu Yan, and the medical skills Qu Yan showed... and He can issue irresistible orders, all of which are leading Qu'an's identity to another person.

Lou Yinglin.

It happened to be him.

Kong Yunluo felt his qi and blood surge, it was a kind of instinctive hatred, when the word Lou Yinglin appeared, it could be aroused, making him wish to destroy the world.

But Quyan is closely related to that person.Resentment, confusion, fear, and violence collided in Kong Yunluo's body, and he actually hesitated to go back. Facing Qu Fan, what should he do?kill it?

Another sour and sad emotion emerged, blocking Kong Yunluo's killing intent.

He stopped, and the soft but cold autumn rain slowly wet him.

Yunze courtyard.

Qu Wen fell asleep lying on his back by the window, when the wind and rain hit the house, he shivered and woke up.

"It's raining?" Qu Yan raised his head, his eyes were still dazed after waking up, he wanted to close the window, but found someone standing beside him, it was empty.

"Are you back?" Qu Wen said, "Why are your clothes wet? Did you get caught in the rain? Change your clothes quickly."

Qu Fan was in a hurry to get clothes for Kong Yunluo, but he didn't notice Kong Yunluo's obscure expression.

Qu Yan is like a little wife, changing clothes and wiping hair for Kong Yunluo naturally, "I'll make ginger soup for you later, the rain is so cold, I don't want to avoid it. You just rely on yourself..."

Qu Wen was talking ramblingly, except for Kong Yunluo, he rarely talked to others here, so he talked a lot.

"Mr. Duan is back, did you see him? He became a little strange, like... like A Ting, like a different person, I'm a little worried..." Qu Fan stroked Kong Yunluo's hair back, saying to Seeing those dark and cold eyes, my heart skipped a beat, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You..." Kong Yunluo only said one word, but he didn't see the next word.

He has long been disappointed with Qu Yan, even if he puts all the evidence in front of Qu Yan, Qu Yan will only be unable to deny it, but he will not be able to prove himself.If he wanted to get Qu Yan's answer, whether it was affirmation or denial, it would make him murderous.

Qu Yan touched Kong Yunluo's forehead suspiciously, "Uncomfortable?"

Kong Yunluo grasped Qu Wen's wrist with an iron-like strength.

Qu Yan obediently let him hold it, and asked him what was wrong in a low voice.

Kong Yunluo's answer was to bite his lips and teeth.

Qu Fan felt pain, and Kong Yunluo pushed against the edge of the table. The hard black wood hurt his back, but after a little struggle, Kong Yunluo bit him even more fiercely.

Kong Yunluo seemed to be venting. His rough movements quickly made Qu Wen's lips bleed. The smell of blood aroused more desire. He tore Qu Wen's clothes and pressed them on the table.

Qu Yan felt uneasy, but he couldn't resist, Kong Yunluo restrained all his movements, and he could only bear the lingering pain on his back.

Kong Yunluo's tongue ferociously messed with Qu Wen's mouth, Qu Wen's bland and slightly bitter taste deeply bewitched him, wanting him to go deeper.

But in his mind, Lou Yinglin's cold-blooded face kept flashing. It was what he saw when he was lying on the wooden bed, suffering from the poison piercing his intestines and disembowelling him. His only thought was not to escape, but to kill him. this person.

And the person under him may have Lou Yinglin's soul hidden in his body.

Kong Yunluo's eyes turned red, and he grabbed Qu Wen's neck.

Qu Yan instinctively realized that Kong Yunluo was out of control.

The air was squeezed out of the lungs, and Qu Wen's mouth was open, unable to breathe.If Kong Yunluo really wanted to kill him, he would be able to cut off his neck without using any force, but now Kong Yunluo was only slowly withdrawing his strength, as if he was struggling.

"Calm...quiet." Qu Yan said hoarsely, "Luo..."

Qu Fan's dying voice was like a tight rein, restraining Kong Yunluo's raging violence.

The blood in Kong Yunluo's eyes receded slightly, and he let go of Qu Wen's neck.

(hey hey hey...)

The next day, Kong Yunluo woke up first, and Qu Wen was lying in his arms with disheveled hair and pale face.

From the neck down, there is no good meat.

He remembered that he asked for Qu Fan once on the table yesterday, and then went back to the bed while asking for it. He did it three times on the bed, and it took nearly two hours to finish.

Qu Wen passed out the second time, his weak body was like a creature, being demanded by him again and again.

But at this moment, Qu Yan, who was lying beside him, had a calm expression, and his breath was barely audible...

Kong Yunluo's heart suddenly felt a sense of fear, and he carefully put his finger under Qu Wen's nose.

Faintly, but still breathing.

Kong Yunluo instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly realized something, his eyes sank.

Not long after, Qu Wen also woke up, he was like someone recovering from a serious illness, even blinking his eyes was heavy.

Qu Wen wanted to sit up, but Kong Yunluo silently supported him.

Qu Yan's expression was neither sad nor happy, and after sitting down, he said, "Water."

When the clouds fall, pour water.

Qu Yan took it, and said lightly, "Thank you."

After drinking it, Qu Yan looked at Kong Yunluo squarely, his gaze was calm but distanced.

"Mr. Kong." His voice was still hoarse, "Can you tell me what I did wrong to make you unhappy."

"You have to use this method to punish me."