Predecessors

Chapter 51 Keeping People Under the Knives

Bing Ke lifted Wang Ji's veil, and she saw the face that made her teeth itch with hatred.

At the same time, the little bird quickly broke out of the cage, transformed into the heroic Black Feather King.Wang Ji said,

"You take him away first, I'll hold Bingke back."

Black Yao hesitated, "But..."

"Go, I have my own way." Hei Yao had no choice but to obey Wang Ji's order, hunched up the weak Hei Lian, and flew out of the Bing Mansion.At the same time, Wang Ji stabbed at Bing Ke who was about to pursue.

A hint of sarcasm appeared on Bing Ke's face, "Do you think you are still my opponent?" He waved his hand, and a bead of ice flowed out from his fingertips.

A drop of rainwater approached Wang Ji's heart tenaciously.

Wang Ji stretched out Mu Xiaofeng, intending to split the cold ice beads.The moment it touched the blade, the ice bead instantly turned into two halves, but it recovered immediately the moment it passed through the sword.

Bing Ke's expression was cold, "It's useless, nothing can stop an ice bead."

The drop of rain was getting closer and closer to Wang Ji, and he even felt the coolness brought by the water touching his skin.He closed his eyes involuntarily, is this the end?

For some reason, he remembered the scene of him and Lin Yi huddled together on a bamboo mat in a summer long ago, and the feeling of sweating was still very real.

Gradually, his body became colder and colder, as if he had fallen into an endless frozen lake.

He slowly stretched out his hand towards Lin Yi in the picture, uncle, is winter coming?

Lin Yi in the picture suddenly turned his head to look at him, and a sad tear flowed from his eyes.Wang Ji wanted to reach out to help him brush it away, but found that her body seemed to be frozen in ice, and she couldn't even move a finger.

Lin Yi in the room suddenly became restless. He walked around the room with his hands behind his back.

Outside the window, groups of students walked by. They seemed to have just returned from get out of class, with tired joy on their faces.

"Hey, let me tell you, the homework assigned by our teacher is as high as a mountain."

"Hey, each other, each other, anyway, it's right that we can never finish writing."

Since when, he can hear the voices outside.

Lin Yi hastily opened the door and found that he could enter and exit freely.But he did not feel the joy of regaining his freedom.

Does this mean that something happened to the owner of the enchantment?

Ningxi touched Wang Ji who was lying on the ground. His whole body was cold, even his blood vessels seemed to be frozen, and he lost all signs of life.He cursed angrily, "What did you do to him?"

Bing Ke fell into ecstatic joy, "I killed him, I finally killed him."

Ningxi couldn't hold back his tears. He remembered that he often peeked at that side face in class, so that it was incredible. Could it be that he would never see it again?

He helped Wang Ji up and walked out with difficulty.

Bingke said, "It's useless, he's already dead, and no one can save him."

Ning Xi still walked out firmly, "At least, I will return him to that person."

Just when Lin Yi was extremely anxious, his cell phone vibrated.Ningxi sent a message: something happened to Wang Ji, come to Yuning Palace as soon as possible.

Along the way, some bad images kept flashing in Lin Yi's mind. One second Wang Ji was still talking to him, and the next second he fell into a pool of blood.

Lin Yi staggered into Yu Ning Palace, unable to stand still, almost fell several times.He leaned on a pillar and walked into the hall.

Ning Zhuang got up from the sofa and held Lin Yi's hand, "Sorrow and resignation." Lin Yi hit him in the face with all his strength, swearing for the first time in his life, "Fart, if you talk nonsense again, I'll beat you to death , beat up until your son doesn’t even recognize his father.”

Ling Xi stood beside him silently, but his eyes mixed with sadness and sympathy said everything.

Lin Yi staggered to the bedroom, and saw a face that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it exposed outside the quilt.He trembled and touched his face, but couldn't feel any warmth.

Lin Yi said, "Wang Ji, have you been waiting for me? I'm here, you can wake up."

Wang Ji didn't move at all, and Lin Yi's call could no longer be heard in his ears.

Seeing Lin Yi's grief-stricken look, Ning Zhuang's hard heart was also a little moved.If he hadn't leaked Wang Ji's information to Bingke, maybe he wouldn't have encountered any mishaps today.

He touched Lin Yi's shoulder reassuringly, "Our Yu Ning Palace has a technology that can keep a person's body intact after death, if you don't mind..."

Lin Yi shook off his hand, "How did Bing Ke know he was here? I heard that Bing Ke and Yu Ning Palace have always been in close contact."

Ning Zhuang didn't dare to look him in the eyes, "I'm sorry, I was talking too much."

Lin Yi is not aggressive, but it does not mean that he is easy to bully, "If he dies, I will arrest everyone who hurt him before I go."

Lin Yi took Wang Ji back to the Lin residence, where they first met.One day more than ten years ago, Lin Yi took over a small life from Bai Shirt.

He seemed a little disgusted, and even rejected his existence.Lin Yi hated him for being like that person, but hated him even more for not being that person, so that he didn't even have the chance to recall him.

The phone vibrated several times in a row, but he didn't even have the strength to look at it.Nothing more than all kinds of condolences and concern.He doesn't need any of this.

He put Wang Ji'an on his bed and wiped his body with a hot towel.His face was as tender as a freshly baked steamed cake under the steaming heat.

Lin Yi wiped it, and suddenly cried.How could he believe that Wang Ji was dead.

Several fluttering white paper flowers passed through the yard and flew to Lin Yi's feet.He picked up one and recognized that it was the ghost paper used to pay homage to the dead.

He walked in the direction where the paper flowers came, and found that the courtyard was already full of bronze drums, and a large group of people were wearing mourning clothes, with sad eyes, walking past him mightily.

What does it mean?Does everyone think Wang Ji is dead?Even the funeral is ready?

He could barely stand.

Lin Yi hurriedly grabbed a person in the funeral procession, "What are you doing? Who told you to hold the funeral? He's not dead yet, did you hear me?"

The old woman gave him a sympathetic look, "Is the deceased a good friend of yours? No wonder you are unwilling to accept the reality. My condolences change."

Fuck your condolences.

He's not dead, he's not dead.Lin Yi really wanted to tell those people loudly, but found that he couldn't say anything.

Because in his heart, there is a faint voice saying that Wang Ji is dead.

Lin Yi stumbled back to the house, Wang Ji's face on the bed was as white as paper, more ethereal than the paper flowers that floated in just now, as if they would disappear in front of them soon.

Lin Yi touched his face, "Wang Ji, wake up, I can't do without you."

Wang Ji still didn't respond.

Lin Yi choked up and said, "I told Ningzhuang that everyone who hurt you should be buried with you. But now I realize that without you, I don't even have the courage to take revenge."

He slowly took out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed towards his heart.The sharp dagger pierced through his thin clothes and pierced his skin.

Hei Yao rushed in in a hurry, and knocked off Lin Yi's dagger, "Keep people under the knife."