The evolution history of blood and tears of the scum leader

"not me……"

The moment he passed by, Jun Tianyao's voice was broken and had a little hope, but the man's footsteps never stopped, and he didn't even give him a look.

"Ah Qi, I can prove that..."

He stretched out his hand, and what he held was a handful of emptiness. The cold wind passed through the half-clenched fist, and the cold pierced the bone marrow.

Jun Tianyao suddenly rushed to where the eyes he saw just now, he picked up the blood-stained branch on the ground, and yelled frantically: "Come out, come out for me!"

"You heard and saw it just now, didn't you? Come out and tell him the truth!"

The flowers and leaves were flying, the blood was flying, and there was no one in the flowers. The guards of the county palace who heard the news were about to step forward and suppress this crazy man. , but the movements were extremely neat, and he hurt several people, but he couldn't get close.

For a while, I didn't know what to do, but Jun Tianyao, who had searched all the places where people could hide, but couldn't find that person, suddenly stopped, lost his mind, and the branch in his hand fell straight down with a snap , Like a sharp weapon, it was firmly inserted into the ground, three points into the ground, the guards saw such an opportunity, two people glanced at each other, and rushed towards Jun Tianyao's body, their hands almost He was about to catch someone, but at this moment, he yelled, "Stop!"

But a guard who followed Murong Qi rushed over, holding a token in his hand: "The king of the county has an order, do whatever he wants. From now on, this king will never intervene. If he leaves, no one will interfere!"

This order, to people other than Jun Tianyao, is that Murong Qi's protection of Jun Tianyao is not worth it because of Xue Yuyan. Justice is still very popular, but now, it is such a result.

Jun Tianyao felt the smell of blood in his mouth, and bit his teeth: "I want to hear these words from him!"

"The master has ordered, follow you!"

The guard coldly glanced at Jun Tianyao who was stunned, dropped this sentence, paused, and chased in the direction Murong Qi left.

Jun Tianyao's hand tightly clenched the palm, and the sticky blood flowed from the five crescent-shaped wounds, overflowing from between the fingers, tick-tock, drop by drop between the flowers and leaves, with a poignant beauty of despair.

He just stood there, following the wind, following the emptiness, with nothing to rely on, no one looked at him, no more confinement, no more forced love, no more such a man, anytime, anywhere. Take it to heart, there will no longer be such a hug to hold him in his arms when he is asleep.

Maybe, Murong Qi doesn't want to see him any more now, so no one cares about him standing here, no matter what his attitude is, he has become transparent, and he belongs to Murong Qi in this city. He and Xue Yuyan's mansion had no place to stay, and people passing by looked at him with strong vigilance and malice.

However, under Murong Qi's instructions just now, those people would not touch a single hair of his hair. Whether he went or stayed, whether he left or left, that man no longer cared.

Jun Tianyao's eyes were wide open, and he kept looking at the place where Murong Qi's back disappeared, as if there would suddenly appear a man with a cold face and warm and caring eyes, as if there would be a little bit of My son's hope is only the bleak wind rolling down the fallen leaves.

"why……"

Without giving me a chance to explain, the charming phoenix eyes did not blink because they were opened for too long, the spring breeze and the dust dazzled the eyes, sour and sad, very uncomfortable.

"not me……"

It's not that I want that child's life on purpose, it's that Xue Yuyan can't stand me anymore, why, you don't want to ask me, why don't you let these loyal guards take me down?Why don't you kill me yourself to avenge your poor child!

Jun Tianyao's well-shaped and beautiful lips stretched upwards with great difficulty, forcing out a bitter smile.

Could this be the end of him and him?From today onwards, no matter how irrelevant they are, no more contacts, life and death, it has nothing to do with each other. Between them, they have been entangled for countless years and have already entangled into a knot of thread, which was cut off by Xue Yuyan's sharp sword, and there is no turning back. room.

This idea lingered in the chaotic mind, and slowly, a dark ray of despair and resentment penetrated his cold soul, and suddenly burst. He is Jun Tianyao, the Jun Tian who has always played with others in the applause Yao, how could he just passively accept the so-called ending that he didn't want to accept?

Jun Tianyao slowly pulled out the five fingers that were deeply embedded in the palm of his hand. Because of the deliberate delay, that little bit of pain turned into a heart-pounding pain. The pain he inflicted on himself made him completely awake. .

He has already lost Murong Qi, but he will never give up just like that, no one can really knock him down, even if he wants to die, he has to do it willingly, even if he wants Murong Qi to hate him and expel him from the bottom of his heart , it must be done by him himself, Xue Yuyan, she is not worthy!

Then, the bitter, bleak and reluctant smile on the man's face grew bigger and bigger in such a real way, the cold expression on his face slowly moved, and there was a bloody enchantment in his dead eyes: "Hehe , hahahahaha~"

Jun Tianyao laughed out loud, like crazy.

"Xue Yuyan... this is not the end, this is just the beginning. I will follow my script and re-enact it. Are you ready?"

Whispering in a low voice, with a captivating smile, Jun Tianyao disappeared into this corner.

Among the flower branches that have been trampled like dirt, there are dots of colorful blood drops, which are the last traces left by Jun Tianyao here.

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"Whoo~"

The man lying on the bed sat up abruptly, but he grinned his teeth because of the severe pain that began to flow from the bone marrow all over his body. He endured the pain and looked at this small ordinary room with deep guard in his eyes. However, his hand touched the position of the weapon on his waist, but, as expected, there was nothing there.

With a movement of his ears, he heard a regular sound of footsteps coming from a distance. He was not in a hurry, calmly and gracefully, and slowly approached the door. He frowned. He was inexplicably unconscious. Being brought here, Murong Wei still lay down quietly with his eyes closed, pretending that he was still in a deep sleep.