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A tragic howl sounded from the heart, and the exhausted blood gushed out from the throat bone, touching the dome with sorrow, piercing the nine secluded worlds, and hearing it hurts the same.

Anyone else?

Luo Jinhou's step back paused, this was clearly a trap, how could there be so many coincidences, he had just chased Gu Qiubale to this place, Gu Qiubale died, and happened to be blocked at the scene.

But before chasing him out, he communicated with Song Ling and thought of the possibility of a trap, so he quickly calmed down and began to analyze the situation.

You can't go, because if you go, you will be guilty of a guilty conscience, and you will not be able to tell what is right after the fact.

My son?

He keenly noticed the shouts of the people behind him. As far as he knew, Guqiubal did not have Zhongyuan's father. Was it someone who came here who identified the wrong person, or was it not Guqiubal who died at all?

As soon as this idea appeared, Luo Jinnian felt that this was the truth, what a master Gu Chubale was, who could kill him silently and silently in an instant?

There is no such extravagant person in the world!

In the future, he will definitely have such strength, but there is absolutely no hero like him in the world today.

Then again, he witnessed Gu Qiubale enter here with his own eyes, and after he was admitted to the hospital, he saw a man in night clothes leaning against a tree. It was so dark that he could not recognize him clearly, so he naturally preconceived that it was the ancient hill that he entered first. Baler.

Just as he was thinking about it, the person who came came rushed forward. Luo Jinnian could see clearly that he was about seventy years old, with a rich build and a little short stature, and only two narrow eyes were squeezed out. seam.

Looking vaguely good.

He staggered and did not look at Luo Jinnian beside him. He took three steps and two steps forward. When he was about to approach the corpse, his calf began to tremble slightly. The trembling started from bottom to top, and finally his whole body trembled.

His movements became slower and slower, like an octogenarian, and finally collapsed to his knees, crawling towards the corpse with hands and feet.

His eyes searched back and forth on the corpse, staying on the left chest wound for a long time, his lips turned white and trembled like chaff.He closed his eyes firmly, reached out and tore off the kerchief covering the face of the corpse, threw the kerchief aside, and opened one eyelid with great effort to take a quick look.

Already lost his voice.

There is no more grief than death, no more sorrow than silence.

A strong, huge and heavy sadness was brewing, and it broke out.

"Hurt!"

Although Luo Jinnian is a dandy, his temperament has been raised to be extremely naive, happy to be kind and enmity, to hurt others, and to grieve for others.The most difficult thing is to see life and death, and the sincere emotions in the world can often move him.

From heart to heart, he was infected by emotions, but was suddenly awakened by a sound of hurt.

Hurt?

In Qingyu Village, he really couldn't think of any injuries other than Du Shaoshang who had been out of the village for many days on errands.

The death is the young owner of Qingyu Village, Du Shaoshang?That person is the owner of the villa, Master Du, the second aunt's biological father?

Luo Jinnian couldn't help leaning on the corpse and glanced down. A face from the Central Plains came into view. Even though the sky was dark, he could vaguely recognize the deceased's slightly flat facial features, which was definitely not from Di Rong.

The Dirong people have overseas blood, and they are all born with high noses and deep eyes. They are very different from the Central Plains people. If they don't cover up, they are very easy to distinguish.

Unexpectedly, it was his approaching action that completely awakened Mr. Du who was unable to extricate himself from the sinking grief.

Master Du slowly raised his head, and he saw the Wuzhu sword in Luo Jinnian's hand at a glance. He rushed towards Luo Jinnian, his hair crown fell off due to violent movements, and his disheveled hair looked like a ghost.

"It was you, it was you who killed Wounded'er! I will let you pay for his life."

Luo Jinnian dodged to the side to avoid Master Du, and explained: "Old man, listen to my explanation, I just came here after chasing the gangster, and I only found the body of your son not long ago, and my son's death has nothing to do with me."

Master Du has been so stimulated that he has lost his mind, how can he listen to Luo Jinnian's explanation that he served under General Luo's account in the early years.

His martial strength is far superior to that of ordinary people. Although he has been pampered and pampered for more than ten years, his skills have gradually become useless.But between life and death, the ability to survive on the battlefield has long been integrated into the flesh and blood, and turned into instinct.

Right now, he is suffering from the pain of losing his son. The murder of his son and his enemy are close at hand. Hatred and grief blind his soul. He hates Luo Jinnian, the chief culprit, and wants to eat his flesh alive.

The potential of the whole body is fully stimulated, and every move is extremely fierce.

Luo Jinnian thought that he had lost his son before, and he was also the biological father of his second aunt, so he gave in to him a lot, only retreating but not attacking.

But gradually he also became angry. Although he was naive, at the root of it, what Luofu gave him was self-contained, domineering and arrogant. It was my fault that was his fault, and his faults were added to his faults.

When Lu Yu sold his body to bury his father and orphan daughter, he felt unbearable and gave money, but he didn't care whether the orphan girl could keep the money or not.Although goodness exists, self comes first.This is Shangjing Peony, Luofu Jinnian.

Dodging again to avoid Master Du, Luo Jinnian raised his sword and stood beside the corpse, pointed at Du Shao's throat obliquely with the tip of the sword, and sneered: "The old man gave me a big black pot, and since he doesn't listen to the explanation, he thinks I'm the real murderer." The tip moved down and touched Du Shao's injured Adam's apple, "Then why don't I let him die again, and be charged with the crime."

Luo Jinnian thought that Mr. Du was the biological father of his second aunt, and swallowed the old man on his lips. Calling "Old Man" was the last of his patience.

Master Du paused, his mind cleared, his voice hoarse and he stared at Luo Jinnian: "If you dare to hurt my son, I will definitely tear you to pieces!"

It's a pity that Luo Jinnian eats the soft but not the hard. If you are hard, he is even harder. He heard the words and did not take advantage of his tongue. He pierced Du Shao's skin with his arm and the sword point, and proved it with actions, "But I want to know how the old man smashed me to pieces. part."

Master Du said anxiously: "Stop! Stop!"

"Old man, would you like to listen to my explanation now?"

Master Du's face was gloomy, he knew that if he said he didn't want to, the lunatic on the opposite side would dare to separate his son's head and body, and he would not die in peace.

"Yes." He squeezed out two words between his lips.

Only then did Luo Jinnian nod in satisfaction, but the tip of his sword was still pointing at Du Shaoshang, and he said calmly, "My name is Xiang Wu, and I am the book boy of Mr. Li Meng, a person from Shangjing. I heard that there is a king hunter in Qingyu Village who is good at hunting, and he happens to be near the mansion. It's the old lady's birthday, so the young master brought me to Qingyu Village to find a good leather."

"In the daytime, I ran into the steward of Qingyuzhuang, and the steward warmly invited the young master to live in Qingyuzhuang temporarily. The young master couldn't shirk, so he had to go back to Qingyuzhuang with the steward, and lived in the guest courtyard."

"In the middle of the night, suddenly a gangster broke into the guest house, intending to attack the young master. I fought the gangster, and he was defeated and fled. I chased him all the way to this place."

"It happened that the son's body was found, and the old man knew all about it. As for why the son was here, and why he died at the hands of others, I have no idea."

"How can there be so many coincidences in the world, the attacker will leave at the touch of a touch, and now I think the killing intent is weak, the real purpose is probably to lure me here, old man, there must be a reason why you came here suddenly in the middle of the night. You may wish to think about it carefully, thousand Don't fall into the tricks of the villains, let the real culprits go free, and wrong the good people!"

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