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Three days later in Luoshan Shenshi, the scorching sun in August was like fire.

After all, Yang Qi is the shadow guard of Wuwei Villa, and he is obviously familiar with Luoshan's topography. Behind him is Lu Jiu, whose hands and feet are bound by iron shackles, and the end of the iron chain is held in Yang Qi's hand. A meandering trace emerged from the chaotic grass, and the two of them braved the scorching sun, choked several mouthfuls of scorching sand, and stepped one after the other towards the first peak in the north of Luoshan Mountain.

"Yang Qi!"

"Yang Hanxue!"

Lu Jiu saw that she called twice, but the people in front didn't respond, and she didn't feel that she was boring herself, so she called a third time, "Xiao Qi! What kind of blood feud did you tell me about yesterday? Can you explain in detail? Listen to me?"

Ever since Yang Qi took Lu Jiu away that day, Lu Jiu was shackled by Yang Qi and thrown into a remote and dark room. Every day, Lu Jiu had the opportunity to be with Yang Qi only when delivering meals. Face to face, he relied on himself and Yang Qi to get along with him for many years, and he had some understanding of Yang Qi's temperament. blood feud.

But Yang Qi was only willing to reveal these two words to him at most, and he didn't want to say more.

Lu Jiu didn't give up, it was rare to be alone with Yang Qi, of course he had to seize this opportunity and ask clearly.

"Don't worry, I will definitely keep it a secret for you! This matter is known to everyone, and no third person will know—"

Yang Qi turned around and reprimanded: "Shut up."

Lu Jiu turned a deaf ear to it, and smiled, thinking that the other party was the shadow guard who lived and died together in Wuwei Villa, and not the killer of Wuday Palace who took himself hostage at this moment, "I know, Xiaoqi, you are cold-faced and kind-hearted, you You are a good person, you see that you betrayed Wuwei Villa because of unavoidable difficulties, if you tell me, maybe I can help you?"

Yang Qi finally couldn't help shouting: "Shut up!"

Lu Jiu was taken aback, probably still frightened by Yang Qi's stern voice, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled again at Yang Qi, he stammered and said, "I just think that you will not worry about what's on your mind. Hidden so deep, neither Fu Ba nor I could see that you still have this, this past, or we thought you had forgotten the past long ago, but we didn't think about you. You have buried the hatred in your heart for so many years. No matter who asks, he refuses to reveal half of it, and just wants to suffer alone in the past, isn't it uncomfortable? Speak up, maybe it will make you feel better if you say it?"

Yang Qi's footsteps seemed to pause for a moment, he didn't turn around, and his tone was not as cold as the last sentence, "It's useless to say it, you can't help anything."

Seeing Yang Qi's faint signs of letting go, Lu Jiu was about to make persistent efforts to say something, when suddenly the other party stopped beside an ancient tree that went straight up to the blue sky, and saw him lowering his eyes and tightening the iron chain in his hand round and round Wrapped tightly around the tree trunk, he finally took out a lock and locked the end of the chain, "I have something important to leave temporarily, you are not allowed to escape."

Before Lu Jiu could react, Yang Qi had already jumped several steps away.

By the time Lu Jiu wanted to ask more questions, Yang Qi had disappeared without a trace like the howling hot wind.

Lu Jiu stared at the direction where the other party was leaving. He stood there quietly, lost in thought. After a long time, he seemed to wake up suddenly. He lowered his head and pulled out a wire from his belt, and walked across the rivers and lakes. Always keep some handy and easy-to-carry small items in case you need them.

Curling her wrist as hard as she could, Lu Jiu struggled to insert the wire into the keyhole.

The sky was sunny, thin clouds were like silk, and the hot sun poured down, pouring directly on the jagged rocks.

Bian Qingyu stood alone with his hands behind his back, silently looking down at the churning clouds, Gu Feng raised his sleeves, trembling uncontrollably in mid-air.

The sound of hurried footsteps came as promised, Bian Qingyu turned around slowly before the visitor spoke, and met the latter's eyes.

Yang Qi said harshly: "Finally we meet again, Head Bian."

The hatred and murderous intent on his face were undisguised, "Maybe I should call you, Mr. Bai."

Bian Qingyu's face was calm, without surprise or surprise, but what he asked was, "How did you recognize me?" After saying that, he remembered something, and asked flatly in an almost declarative tone, "Because of the poison on my body? "

The two looked at each other, one was calm and composed, while the other was desperate with a ferocious face.

"You can see that the Gu poison in me is Lianxin Gu." Bian Qingyu looked into Yang Qi's eyes.

Strong hatred surged up, and Bian Qingyu suddenly felt that he was burned by the anger and hatred in it, and looked away in a little embarrassment.

This alone is enough for Yang Qi to confirm his identity, Lianxin Gu is in the Jianghuai area, and it is a skill of the Dumojiao family.Because the life that is connected to the heart voodoo is a matter of life and death, even people in the Demon Cult dare not use it at will, so there are very few people who are connected to the heart voodoo.Coupled with a person who was forced to connect with the heart Gu more than 100 years ago, it was enough for Yang Qi to narrow down the range of suspects to just a few people.

"Because of you telling the truth, my brother was... dismembered... and hung on the city wall for public display..." Yang Qi's eyes were stained scarlet, and the calm he tried to maintain was shattered into pieces. He roared at the other party, " You traitor, won't you feel guilty and sleepless every night!"

"Back then, you wanted to take this opportunity to claim credit from the leader of the Demon Cult, surrender to him, and win his favor, right?"

Bian Qingyu's expression turned extremely ugly in an instant, and then he sneered, "Win the favor of the leader of the Demon Cult?"

His eyes became cold and his face was frosty, "I can't wait to tear him into pieces."

"Yang Fulin told you that I told you to win the favor of the leader of the Demon Cult? He is a foolish embroidered pillow." Bian Qingyu couldn't help cursing in a low voice, "And you are as stupid as him."

"Let me tell you what happened back then."

"Back then, it was Yang Fulin who begged me to cover him and help him escape from the Devil's Cult. I persuaded him and told him that Ji Hongyi couldn't hide this matter. He didn't believe it, but felt that his scheme was perfect."

Bian Qingyu looked at Yang Qi contemptuously, "The first thing Yang Fulin did after he escaped was to find you, right?"

"The night he escaped from the Devil's Sect, Ji Hongyi began to question his teacher. I thought Ji Hongyi would send someone to find Yang Fulin's only younger brother, you, and then threaten Yang Fulin with your life to return to the Devil's Sect obediently. It proved that I was thinking too much, and Ji Hongyi adopted a more direct and cruel method."

"He threatened me with hundreds of lives to reveal your brother's whereabouts." Bian Qingyu said coldly, "Indeed, it doesn't mean that the sum of hundreds of lives must be more noble than your brother's life, but I don't think so. Every life should be sacrificed."

"So you're right. From your brother's standpoint, I'm a traitor who informs."

"But no one is innocent in this matter, including you." Bian Qingyu snorted, "You hate me for being a whistleblower? You hate me for betraying Yang Fulin? But don't you also betray Wuwei Villa now? According to what you said, your brother hates traitors the most, so do you think he will hate you as a traitor?"

Yang Qi was taken aback for a moment.

Bian Qingyu seized the opportunity, stepped forward and kicked the opponent's chest, the latter's back hit the ground heavily, dust was flying all around, Bian Qingyu put the long sword in his right hand beside Yang Qi's neck, "It's up to you With this strength, you also want to kill me to avenge Yang Fulin?"

"Say, where is Lu Jiu?"

Yang Qi turned his head, "I've already let him go, I guess he's back in Wuwei Villa by now."

"It seems that you still remember some of the old friendship, so you have been tossing around for so long, just looking for a chance to fight me one-on-one." Bian Qingyu quietly watched Yang Qi struggling desperately, and couldn't help but sneer, "Being reckless, Nothing, idiot."

Bian Qingyu couldn't help scolding the other party, "Since you know that I am a white fish, and that I have a heart-linked Gu in my body, which is connected to the life of the leader of the Demon Cult, you should know that the leader of the Demon Cult is still alive and waiting for opportunities in secret!"

"It's not that you didn't think carefully, turned your head and rushed to Wuzhou Palace. Do you know who Fu Chenghe, the palace master of Wuzhou Palace is? He is the right-hand man of the leader of the Demon Sect, and you are accepting a thief as your father!"

Pausing for a moment, Bian Qingyu's voice returned to the original calm and indifferent, "It stands to reason that you worked hard for Fu Chenghe, so I should kill you now, but I won't kill you today, let you go once."

"I didn't kill you because I owed Yang Fulin my life, otherwise I would not let anyone who worked for the Demon Sect die."

"I advise you to turn back as soon as possible." Bian Qingyu's voice suddenly softened a little, he lowered his eyes, his eyes drifted away, "I really owe your brother. As long as...five years, I am still alive after five years, you But take my life directly, I will never fight back."

He moved the tip of the sword a few inches away, Yang Qi got away immediately, jumped into the distance, and soon disappeared without a trace.

On the top of Mount Luo, there is only Bian Qingyu.

As the sun set, Bian Qingyu's hands were covered with gilt and floating, bright and shining, illuminating his pale to slightly morbid palms with the blood color that ordinary people should have.

Blinking, he couldn't help laughing self-deprecatingly.

Now I owe two people, but I only have one life, how should I pay it back?

Fortunately, I will die soon.