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At that time, Si Ruochen didn't know anything, and couldn't understand anything.

The birth of "Ji Qinglin" comes from the reborn self ten years later.

He was always worried deep in his heart that if one day Ji Qinglin knew what he had done in his previous life, he would definitely push him away.

He even subconsciously thought that Ji Qinglin regretted when he died in the previous life, and regretted saving himself in Zuihuanlou.

This fear, which was so secret that even he himself didn't realize it, was forced to come true in this illusion.

Fortunately, this person is Si Ruochen from ten years ago.

He didn't have to be heartbroken by that sentence.

The misfortune lies precisely in this.

Because the person who stops this nightmare becomes the source of the nightmare.

'Ji Qinglin' ​​clasped Si Ruochen's slender neck with his hand.

It pinched him out of breath.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting for this moment? In fact, think about it carefully, why are you living so lingeringly?"

"No one in this world needs you, and no one cares about you. Your existence is useless except to harm others and yourself!"

Fingers slowly retracted, 'Ji Qinglin''s eyes were like a whirlpool, gradually inducing Si Ruochen to fall into it.

He listened to these half-understood words, but he had an illusion from the bottom of his heart.

Yes, he was right.

No one cares about him, and no one needs him.

Since life is so painful, why is death not a relief?

Anyway, there is no more in this world if there is more of him, and there is no less if there is less of him.

Si Ruochen stopped struggling.

Eyes closed slowly.

Let that hand take your life.

'Ji Qinglin' ​​had murderous intent in his eyes, and his face was distorted with a smile.

"Yes, that's it~"

"Death is your best destination!"

Suddenly, a bang mixed with anger exploded in the crowd.

It woke up Si Ruochen.

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

"You give him a try today?"

Ji Qinglin was dressed in bright white clothes like a bright moon, which was particularly eye-catching in the crowd. His demeanor was as cold as ice, making people afraid to peep.

The corners of his mouth were slightly tilted up, his eyes were full of sarcasm, his eyes were clean, he was so arrogant that he didn't take anyone seriously.

But the most shocking thing was his face, which was the same as that of the regent. Some people in the banquet were so frightened that they slipped and fell to the ground.

This, this, this... What the hell is this? ? ?

'Ji Qinglin' ​​couldn't help frowning, and kept looking at him.

Why does this person look like himself?

From voice and appearance to stature to temperament, it is almost difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

"Dare to pretend to be the king, do you know what will happen?"

Ji Qinglin sneered,

"Joke, how do you Xibei have the guts to say that? Also, get your paws off him!"

After taking the antidote of Huanyan Pill, Ji Qinglin returned to his original appearance, felt much more comfortable all over his body, and the fight became very smooth.

His body was like a ghost, his hands were like lightning, and with a bang, the long sword pointed directly at the hand of 'Ji Qinglin' ​​that was clasped around Si Ruochen's neck.

"Let go!"

'Ji Qinglin' ​​pupils shrank suddenly, and he had to withdraw his hand and back away.

Ji Qinglin didn't want to let him go.

The long sword chased away like a spirit snake, as if it had been given life, and fought with the sword of 'Ji Qinglin'.

The two sharp knives that were white all over their body and cut iron like mud fought indiscriminately, fighting to the death, making everyone dazzled and stunned.

It's not that they don't want to help, it's just that they don't know which of the two is the imposter, and the imposter's skill is not inferior to the deity, who dares to ask for trouble?

Ji Qinglin forced the Xibei guy back, and now he floated in front of Si Ruochen.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw Si Ruochen kneeling in a large piece of shark beads, covering his neck, his face was red from being pinched, coughing continuously, and he had no ability to resist at all.

There is an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Perhaps it was because he had never seen Si Ruochen so vulnerable and helpless.

The person in my memory has extraordinary talent, excellent appearance, and the respected identity and status brought to him by the original owner.

Embarrassment never seemed to have anything to do with him.

But now, Ji Qinglin seemed to see a proud and noble phoenix being trampled into the mud.

"Okay, stop crying."

Subconsciously, she wanted to raise her hand to touch his head.

As a result, the latter hid back in fear, pulled the few clothes on his body, and looked at him in horror.

"You... what do you want to do!"

"I……"

I don't want to do anything.

Ji Qinglin didn't say this, because he saw overwhelming resistance and doubt in Si Ruochen's eyes.

For a moment, this sentence seemed so pale and feeble.

Ji Qinglin's hand was in the air in embarrassment.

For the first time, he knew what it was like to be at a loss and unable to speak.

The system sneered [Should! 】

Ji Qinglin ignored him, but took off his white robe and covered him.

Just said one sentence:

"wait for me here."

As soon as the words fell, he urged his internal energy to recall the long sword, holding the sword in his hand, his sleeves fluttering, and stood facing 'Ji Qinglin'.

If you feel uncomfortable, then vent your anger on this bully!

It was unknown who made the first move, or whether they were both at the same time, and soon the two black and white figures were fighting together in the small hall, fighting each other coldly and endlessly.

Everyone's eyes flicked up and down, left and right following the dizzying pace of the two, and they were dizzy.

"Which one is true?"

"I can't see it!"

They were surprised to find that the moves of the two were exactly the same!

Therefore, the fight was inseparable, and no one could do anything to anyone.

'Ji Qinglin' ​​frowned more and more deeply, and the moves in his hands became more and more exhausted. However, the more he was like this, the more he realized that the skill of the person opposite seemed to be far from ending.

Ji Qinglin had a calm demeanor, and every move looked relaxed and casual. Seeing the sweat on the opponent's forehead, he sneered and said:

"Why? Wasn't he very capable when he bullied people just now? Not anymore?"

"Okay, you'll find out later!"

After taunting each other, they fight again.

The banquet was turned upside down by the terrifying destructive power of the two of them, the wine cup and fruit plate shattered to the ground, turning into a mess of ruins.

The matchmaker hid in a corner early on, ignoring Si Ruochen.

While playing, Ji Qinglin didn't forget to look at Si Ruochen on the stage.

After a few back and forth, where is Si Ruochen?

This little bastard is really not worry-free since he was a child!

Not seeing Si Ruochen, Ji Qinglin panicked, and didn't have time to spend any more time with the person opposite.

Mind turning taught, the speed of his hands increased, and the sword moves suddenly became fierce, revealing a flaw in a hurry.

'Ji Qinglin' ​​eyes lit up, and he rushed towards that opening recklessly.

In the next second, blood spattered everywhere.

He covered his neck, his eyes widened, only Ji Qinglin's mocking voice could be heard:

"Isn't that anxious?"

"Too conceited without the support of absolute strength becomes a fatal weakness."

Ji Qinglin pulled out the sword blade from his shoulder and sneered.

Wiping away the bright red blood stains on the corners of his lips with his fingertips, he looked coldly at the person in front of him whose throat was sealed by his sword, and whispered softly in his ear:

"I have the strength of self-confidence, do you have it?"

The person who fell on the ground was full of disbelief. In his cognition, it was obvious that the other party was the counterfeit, so why was he the one who died?

"Here, your strength has an upper limit, but I don't. Beat me? Go to the next life!"

'Ji Qinglin' ​​reflects nothing but Ji Qinglin in Si Ruochen's heart.

This is his ceiling.

As for how strong Ji Qinglin was, even Si Ruochen, who lived with him day and night, didn't know the whole of Wei.

Ji Qinglin didn't think it was weird looking at this dead body that was exactly like his own, and seemed to be looking up and down with interest.

Finally, his eyes fell on the right hand.

Frowning slightly, a flash of sword light flashed, the hand was chopped off and then sliced ​​to pieces, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

"Oh, it's an eyesore!"

The people at the banquet watched this scene trembling.

Ji Qinglin looked at them and smiled grimly:

"Everyone knows that what this king likes can't be coveted by others, not even a little bit of such thoughts, understand?"

"Understand, understand!!"

Everyone kept nodding, Ji Qinglin turned to the matchmaker, who was so frightened that he scrambled back,

"It's none of my business, it's none of my business! People... people are... sent by Xiqiu! Can you let me go?"

Xi Qiu was the man who trafficked Si Ruochen. He specialized in abducting good-looking boys from all over the place and selling them to brothels for huge profits.

Buy a beautiful child from a remote poor family with a little silver, and the average family is willing to sell it at a high price.

"You are limited to find this man within three days. If you are alive, you must see the person, and if you die, you must see the corpse. If the king does not see anyone after three days, then you will have to die!"

"Yes yes yes! I know... I know, I will personally escort him to the Regent's Palace within three days."

Ji Qinglin snorted coldly, flung his sleeves and left.

Si Ruochen was out of breath and ran for an unknown amount of time.

He avoided the crowd, got into a deep alley, and kept running until he left all the feasting lights behind, then stopped and leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

This time it should have escaped.

Those people don't know when they will come after them.

Just as he was thinking, under the moonlight, a long shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

Si Ruochen was startled, plopped down on the ground, and kept backing away.

Above, Ji Qinglin looked at him angrily and helplessly:

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me obediently? Why are you running?"

Si Ruochen hugged his knees and shrunk himself into a ball:

"You, how did you find me?"

Ji Qinglin smiled, looking at his rare and pitiful appearance, the bad water in his stomach couldn't help acting like a demon, ignoring Si Ruochen's dodge, sticking to his neck and sucking his nose,

"It's so fragrant, even if you go to the sky, I'm afraid you can find it."

Si Ruochen froze, pushed him away, raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him with complicated eyes.

Ji Qinglin interpreted it carefully, and read two words from it.

beast...