Brother, where is the integrity?

"Uncle, if you say you, just sleep, what's the matter sleeping on the table. How comfortable is the bed?"

Yao Lian muttered and pushed Huang Qingshuang's shoulder. Seeing that he didn't respond, he had no choice but to walk over, face him, and hold Huang Qingshuang up by his shoulders.

"Ah." Yao Lian screamed, his whole body lost his strength in an instant, and fell to the ground uncontrollably, his face was full of fear.

Huang Qingshuang, who lost Yao Lian's support, fell heavily on the floor with her face up, which intensified Yao Lian's fear.The stiff body, unmoving chest, pale complexion, wide-eyed eyes, and bright red bloodstains on the nose and mouth all indicated that this was a dead person.

Huang Qingshuang died.Gong Qingduo's master is still dead.

"Master..." Yao Lian murmured, his eyes were full of disbelief, he had put in so much effort, why did people who died in vain still die in vain.Could it be that all my efforts were in vain?

"Uncle, my nephew is ashamed of you." Yao Lian roared, the circles of his eyes turned red, and tears rolled down like beans, blurring Yao Lian's vision.

It was my fault. If I had been more prepared, this situation would not have happened. Yesterday, Murong Qing's tit-for-tat against Huang Qingshuang could have been noticed by anyone with a discerning eye, but I ignored it and only focused on improving my cultivation. , but lost something more precious...

Crawling to Huang Qingshuang's side on both hands and feet, Yao Lian felt even more uncomfortable seeing his death.This is not the first time he saw a dead person, Han Feng fell into his arms yesterday and died, and he is not much better now than yesterday.

As for death, as long as someone you care about dies, you will never get used to it, and the pain will not decrease with the accumulation of experience.

Stretching out her right hand tremblingly, Yao Lian touched Huang Qingshuang's eyes, and slowly closed those wide eyes until she could no longer see the shock, unwillingness and other emotions in those eyes.

"Uncle, I'm sorry Uncle, it's all my fault, it's my fault..." Yao Lian fell into deep self-blame, not only for not changing Huang Qingshuang's ending, but also for his impure heart from the beginning.

In the beginning, Yao Lian did not regard Huang Qingshuang as his uncle. After all, they didn't communicate much with each other. At the beginning, they wanted to change his ending only for Gong Qingduo, so that he would not be sad or anything.

However, as they interacted more, Huang Qingshuang's seriousness and love for the younger generation were deeply rooted in Yao Lian's heart, which made him really feel like a nephew.

And then last night Gong Qingduo told his uncle that he agreed to their matter. To be honest, this greatly stimulated Yao Lian. After all, Huang Qingshuang is such a rigid person, he can accept the relationship between himself and Gong Qingduo. The relationship is really incredible. At that time, he wanted to take good care of Huang Qingshuang together with Gong Qingduo, but who would have imagined...

Yao Lian just felt cold all over, why did things happen so suddenly.Is it true that everyone cannot escape their own destiny?

"Fate, I still don't want to believe in fate." Yao Lian murmured, his eyes were blurred, and he didn't know where he was looking. At this moment, he couldn't think about Gong Qingduo's expression when he heard about this matter. For a moment, for the first time, he thought of his cheap father's thin chest. Although he was flustered, it was really warm.

……

Perhaps Yao Lian had been gone for too long, and everyone couldn't wait any longer, so they went straight upstairs to Huang Qingshuang's room.

Among these people, Gong Qingduo was the most disturbed, for some reason he was a little flustered, the younger brother had been away for so long and there was no news, did something really happen.Gong Qingduo shook his head, not daring to think any further.

When everyone pushed open the door of Huang Qingshuang's room, what came into view was Huang Qingshuang, who had fallen to the ground and was bleeding from all seven orifices, and Yao Lian, who was lying limp on the ground with tears on his face.Everyone was stunned, and when they realized it again, an unspeakable sadness enveloped them all.

"Brother Huang." Song Shaoqing muttered to himself, his eyes full of disbelief. Even he couldn't accept the news that his close friend died. After all, he knew how strong Huang Qingshuang was. It was solved silently.

"father."

"Master."

"Master."

……

When Huang Yiyi and her seniors came back to their senses, they all rushed to Huang Qingshuang, knelt down in front of the corpse, with tears in their eyes and wailing in their mouths.

"Ah." Song Lanzhi was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he opened his mouth wide and grabbed Shen Xixun's sleeve beside him, "Brother Xiaoxun, I'm afraid..."

Although Song Lanzhi really wanted to rush forward to give Brother Fat Zhi a hug, Huang Qingshuang's tragic situation still frightened him away, and he could only seek a sense of security in his own sister-in-law.

Shen Xixun's charming smile in the past could no longer be revealed at this moment. He doesn't know martial arts, and he is a frail scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken. How can he give Song Lan a sense of security.He himself was terrified, okay?

"Uh, Lanzhi, no, I'm not afraid..." Shen Xixun showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and took another look at the tragic situation in the field. Song Huaizhi's embrace, after plunged into it, he refused to come out.

"Huaizhi, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Song Huaizhi stroked the soft long hair of the person in his arms, and hugged him even tighter in distress.While appeasing his beloved wife, Song Huaizhi also gave his younger brother who was grabbing Shen Xixun's sleeve, boy, let go.

don't want.don't want.Song Lanzhi shook his head desperately, brother Xiao Xun is his safe haven, how could he succumb to his elder brother's lust.Thinking of this, she pulled Shen Xixun's sleeve even harder.

"Uh..." Yao Lian, who was crushed to the ground by Leng Sansheng's pounce just now, rubbed his swollen head and tried to get up, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't use any strength.

Just when Yao Lian was extremely helpless, a big hand with distinct bones stretched out in front of his eyes, his eyes moved up along the hand, and what he touched was a face with no joy or sadness, That's probably the case.

"Brother..." Yao Lian softly called out to the person in front of him, his already dry eyes became moist again, and warm tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Get up, don't kneel on the ground, and be careful of catching cold." The man said softly, although he was concerned about Yao Lian, but the tenderness that was usually visible did not know where it went.

Yao Lian's eyes darkened, he didn't speak, just nodded, and put his hand in Gong Qingduo's, allowing him to pull him up.

After Yao Lian was able to stand still, Gong Qingduo let go of his hand, and walked up to Huang Yiyi and other juniors and sisters, without looking down at Huang Qingshuang lying on the ground.

"Why are you crying? The most urgent thing now is to find the murderer who killed Master. Instead of crying in front of Master's body." Gong Qingduo said in a deep voice. Meaning, the juniors in front of them all trembled and woke up.

Huang Yiyi, who had changed a little before, was at a loss at the moment, her eyes were full of fear, uneasiness, restlessness, she couldn't believe it, and she was on the verge of collapse.That's right, Huang Qingshuang was her biological father after all, and the pain she endured was far higher than that of her juniors, not to mention that she was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

"Master, brother, me, what should we do." Huang Yiyi asked tremblingly, she was completely panicked at this moment, the original determination that had gradually begun to be established had been shaken by the shock of her biological father's death , will face the tragedy of collapse at any time.

Gong Qingduo pondered for a while, and then said: "Master's martial arts are profound and unpredictable, there are very few people in this martial arts forest who can hurt Master, and there are very few people who can kill Master without alarming us. Moreover, the master was bleeding from the seven orifices, and the wound should be in the back of the head, and he was killed by a blow from the back of the head. Therefore, there are two doubts. One is that this person is familiar with the master, so the master can safely leave the back to him, and finally caused Second, this person is extremely skilled in martial arts, able to hide his killing intent, and while chatting with Master, he found the Achilles heel of Master, accumulated strength, and made a sneak attack, thus killing him with one move. This person, absolutely not simple."

The categorical words were mixed with strong hatred, which made Yao Lian think of Gong Qingduo in the original book. At that time, the senior brother was not as calm and calm as the senior brother now.Grief, hatred, and anger are suppressed but they can still be seen on the face, but now Gong Qingduo...

Yao Lian shook his head, shaking off those unrealistic conjectures in his mind. In fact, Gong Qingduo's behavior is quite good, at least he doesn't have to worry too much about his uprightness that will bring him into a desperate situation.

Hearing Gong Qingduo's conjecture, Song Shaoqing nodded, the news that an old friend had taught him a good disciple somewhat diluted the dull pain in his heart.

"Then, senior brother, what should we do next?" Huang Yiyi asked in a daze. Although her expression was dull, she couldn't hide the strong light in her eyes when she looked at Gong Qingduo. , she saw hope again.

"That's right. Senior brother, let's talk about what we should do next."

"Yeah yeah."

……

Huang Yiyi and all the senior brothers were taken aback by Gong Qingduo's words, as if they regarded Gong Qingduo as their backbone, but none of them were included, and that was Leng Sanxing.

"Hmph." Leng Sansheng wiped his tears with his sleeves, raised his head stubbornly, and looked straight at Gong Qingduo without fear, "Brother, do you mean what you say? Why don't you doubt Yao Lian?" After all, he was the first person to come to this room today, maybe he killed Master."

Hearing this, Yao Lian was sad, but couldn't help showing a little bit of anger, "Oh, what do you mean by being cold-hearted. Not to mention whether I have a motive to kill my uncle, just talking about martial arts, I am Even a sneak attack can't kill the uncle. In half a quarter of an hour, how could I kill the uncle, restore the layout of the room to the original, and fake the murder scene. Leng Sanxing, Leng Sanxing, second senior brother, second senior brother, yours Was the head eaten by a pig?"