Brother, did you confess today?

Zhu Xuguang's injury wasn't too serious, and he was conscious. Someone came to him to inquire about the situation after he fell asleep.

He didn't talk much, he only said a few words, and the person opposite was relentless: "Except for Xingluotang? Have you ever seen anyone else? Is it too hasty for you to kill the head of Xingluotang?"

Zhu Xuguang leaned against the bed, held the medicine bowl in one hand and drank the dark soup neatly, and tugged at Xu Xiangfei's sleeve with the other hand.

Hearing that he just shook his hand, Xu Xiangfei took over the medicine bowl when he saw this, and looked at the questioning disciple with a half-smile: "Is it rash, why don't you try it yourself?"

This disciple spoke too impolitely, he stopped after being stabbed, and left reluctantly.

Before leaving, he muttered: "Why did you let him go..."

Xu Xiangfei was helpless.

Why, do you still expect Zhu Xuguang, a man who is not yet an adult, to kill He Yuankai who has been in power for a long time?

Zhu Xuguang: "He Yuankai's tendons were injured by me, even if he went mad, he couldn't last long."

It's just that when He Yuankai fled, he still killed a few young boys, snatched the carriage and ran away with his men.

The rest of the sects naturally sent people to chase after them. Many people around He Yuankai died, and he was the only one who could hide. Every time he caught a trace, he quickly escaped.

It's just that under such pursuit, he can't last long.

Xu Xiangfei thought: "He has only one place to go now."

Prince Wude's Mansion.

There is no place for He Yuankai to stay in the arena anymore. If he wants to make a comeback, he can only rely on the king of the opposite sex.

Is it just that the king of the opposite sex will give him a chance to make a comeback?

"Power is obsessed, and he does a lot of evil. The only place he can go is also the last place he can't go."

The relationship between the head of Xingluo Hall and the He family has always been good, and everyone was not surprised that the two would collude, but during the investigation, a few more people who were in collusion with He Yuankai were found out, and they were resolved together.

It turns out that these sects are not completely ignorant of what He Yuankai has done these years.

Countless good cheats, countless good swords and knives, He Yuankai sent these things to win them over, they already had ideas in their hearts, but they were just silent.

After getting benefits, I didn't do anything myself, so I felt that it had nothing to do with me.

Xu Xiangfei chatted with Zhu Xuguang casually: "That's good, to clear up the martial arts atmosphere, it can be regarded as an explanation to those innocent people."

Zhu Xuguang kissed him lightly, and called out stickily: "Senior brother."

Xu Xiangfei stretched out his hand to touch his face: "Oh, what are you always calling senior brother for? Do you want to be lazy and don't want to help senior brother share the burden?"

"I haven't helped my brother share enough?"

Zhu Xuguang raised his eyebrows, the senior wanted to take care of Yue Manxing's mood, and sent him to get along with those people on purpose, he hasn't felt wronged yet.

After the two got bored for a while, Xu Xiangfei pushed him away: "I'll go out for a walk, if you have free time, you can read a book, and senior brother will accompany you when you come back at night."

Zhu Xuguang nodded.

After Xu Xiangfei went out, he went straight to Yue Mingjing.

Mrs. He's death was a great blow to Mrs. He. Everyone wanted to ask Ruan Zhou, but she held them tight. Anyone who dared to mention it wanted to take a bite.

Some people shook their heads repeatedly, wondering why Guan Sangyu didn't care about his junior sister so that they could continue to investigate.

Guan Sangyu not only ignored it, but also helped Mrs. He hold Ruan Zhou in her hands.

He has no interest in cheat books, but he regards Young Master He as his nephew. Now that a good child is gone, he feels uncomfortable.

In his opinion, Ruan Zhou couldn't be let go when the matter got to this level.

Therefore, Xu Xiangfei and Yue Mingjing's inquiries were dismissed by him, and the people under him were not allowed to spread any news.

Not without benefits though.

Ruan Zhou had voluntarily left with Guan Sangyu and the others. He felt guilty in his heart and felt that it was Young Master He who saved him, so he simply left it to Mrs. He.

He has a special status, it would not be good if he was handed over to the martial arts directly and allowed to be grinded.

Mrs. He didn't say whether she wanted to kill her or not, but Guan Sangyu actually wouldn't let her kill her, so there was a stalemate for a while.

After Ruan Zhou recovered from his injury, he was locked in a room. Guan Sangyu entrusted someone to find this courtyard, where people from Jinwu Pavilion and Mrs. He lived.

A few tall and thin young men were guarded outside, not letting him go out.

Ruan Zhou didn't want to go out either, he just sat cross-legged under the window in a daze, stuffed it into his mouth when it was time to eat, and went back to sit after stuffing it.

It wasn't that the wound didn't hurt, it was just that he didn't have the mood to think about it. He lost all anger and was just like a fallen leaf, obeying the arrangement of the wind.

Return to the dust, or wander without support, it's up to you.

only……

Ruan Zhou thought for a while, and probably wanted to disappoint Manzhi.

She said she would kill him.

But he also said that he should wait for him to solve his own affairs before doing anything.

Now, is it resolved?

With a creak, Qinghan walked in with complicated eyes: "Madam wants to see you."

Ruan Zhou's eyes hurt from the sunlight, and he hummed after a while, got up and went out with him.

Qinghan is not tall, and she has been tortured by the crazy Mrs. He recently, she has become thinner and more fragile, and her face has become paler, so she only calmly led Ruan Zhou forward.

The yard is not too big, and there are many people from Jinwu Pavilion on the road, looking at Ruan Zhou curiously.

They have heard of this person.

The blood of the Demon Cult has a lot of blood on his hands!

These disciples, that is, go out to fight with the teacher, they have never seen such a person.

The curious eyes were like needle pricks, even Ruan Zhou found it hard to accept.

Qing Han quickly took him to a gazebo.

There are flowering branches on the red pillar, dotted with a few white flowers, Ruan Zhou took a few glances, and then looked up at the pavilion.

He could only see Mrs. He's side face, and only remembered that she had lost too much weight, her cheeks were sunken, but her eyeballs were huge and black, which made her look even weirder.

She held the teacup with both hands, twisted her fingers, and shook out the tea inside.

As Ruan Zhou approached, she heard her say: "Sit down, sit opposite me."

Ruan Zhou sat down obediently and looked down at the stone table with his head down.

There is an extra cup of tea in front of him, which is the cup held by Mrs. He.

Ruan Zhou blinked, as if he understood something, reached out and gently touched the wall of the glass.

warm.

Mrs. He suddenly said: "Before Huai'er... asked me why I didn't treat you better, why did you say?"

Ruan Zhou moved his lips, but he didn't dare to call out that name, so he just lowered his head.

"When you were first brought back, you were like a little monster...you only knew how to cry, but it was useless at all. When I thought of you as a bastard from outside, I wanted to kill you."

Ruan Zhou lowered his eyes, his face was expressionless, but his lips were whiter.

"But I... If it wasn't for He Yuankai, if it wasn't for me being unable to get away, how could I have you?"

Mrs. He saw that he was still as silent as before, like a soft bun, so she wanted to laugh very much.

The malice and hatred in my heart became more and more intense.

She stared at the cup of tea: "It's so funny, calling my mother for so many years... I ended up being a bastard, hahaha... Do you think it's funny? Do you think so?!"

Ruan Zhou was at a loss for what to do with her sudden outburst, he just clenched the teacup in his hand blankly.

Ruan Zhou thought for a long time, and only asked: "Do you want me to drink?"

The hatred on Mrs. He's face suddenly froze.

Ruan Zhou repeated: "Do you want me to drink?"

Just like he asked the wooden ghost girl before, repeating it over and over again, it seems that he can ask the deepest malice and embarrassment in the heart of the heart.

"Drink, you drink." Mrs. He stared at him, "You drink."

Ruan Zhou rubbed his fingers against the wall of the cup and slowly picked it up.

The next moment, Madam He stood up suddenly, brushed his hand, and knocked the cup of tea to the ground.

Ruan Zhou's hand was still in the air, at a loss.

Mrs. He was also frightened by her actions, and it took her a long time to laugh out loud: "I lost, I lost... You, you get lost!"

"You have to remember, it was my son who saved you! It was I who told He Yuankai back then that you were still useful, so he didn't kill you!"

"I want you to go to him in this life until you die! Go and kill him!"

"Get out! Get out!"

"Never, never...don't show up again...never, don't let me see you again..."

Ruan Zhou stood up slowly, looked down, and stared at the cup of tea.

The tea was overturned, soaking the flowers under my feet, and the flowers gradually withered, leaving only a dead appearance.

Everything in the past was engraved in his heart. At this moment, Ruan Zhou didn't know who he was or what he was.

It seems that he should hate it, so that his heart like a barren land can have some sustenance, and continue with it.

But he didn't know who to hate, and he didn't even understand the deep-seated hatred, but he wanted to let him go.

Ruan Zhou stepped on the tea, making a soft noise that did not make Mrs. He turn back.

But when Qinghan handed him the epee, and when Ruan Zhou's footsteps got farther and farther away, Mrs. He cried bitterly.

The He family collapsed, the so-called reliance was nothing but self-deception, and the real sustenance disappeared like quicksand.

Where is Mrs. He?

From the beginning to the end, it was just her Kongman language's wishful thinking.

The author says:

Kongman language, which is written by the character of Mrs. He, I really feel complicated