The evolution history of blood and tears of the scum leader

"She has already made a move tonight, she probably never thought that we would leave at this time, while she didn't pay attention..."

Jun Tianyao was carrying the package, and changed into a set of extremely neat bunts. He was about to pull Fang Shukong's hand, but he couldn't. I'm going to be lost again..."

"The capital is not a place to stay for a long time, but it is the place where I grew up. If that old guy is still alive, tell him for me that I am waiting for him in the capital!"

Jun Tianyao's face was a little dazed, Fang Shukong looked at him at last, the kindness in his eyes made him suppress all the time, a little bit of admiration slowly soaked in, he really, really looks like a grandfather, wiped a little Turning his face, that was the ending he chose. There was nothing else to say except respect. He looked up to the sky and smiled. Isn't he the one who hurts the spring and the autumn?The most important thing now is that the person who escaped the surveillance, patted the dirt on his body, got out of the dog hole, identified the direction, and found the way back that Fang Shukong told him.

Who would have thought that the seemingly brick-built slum houses, through the dog hole, and then through the narrow road, after a few steps, there is an ordinary residential area, Jun Tianyao carefully raised his foot, in the darkness, suddenly there was a small group A black shadow appeared, and on that cute and cute face, there was a faint grievance: "You said you would take mine..."

At the same time, outside the dilapidated wooden door, the light composed of two torches shone on the young man's cold thin lips, with a cold and sharp luster like metal: "Do it!"

The sounds of weapons clashing and the silent killing seemed like a silent drama. Jimo Qi watched the old man shuttle through the encirclement, and watched his palms turn into magic weapons, harvesting fragile lives.

Fang Shukong passed his palm through the chest of the man in black, and his heart shattered as soon as he squeezed it. Unfortunately, his weak body couldn't last long, and his hands trembled unconsciously. He knew that his body was about to reach its limit, so he suppressed his choking. With the impulse of coughing, he exerted force under his feet, jumped over the heads of three or four people from the Yue Kingdom, ignored the swords around him, turned his palms outwards, and hit the young man surrounded by them.

A strong gust of wind blew across his cheeks, causing pain to his skin. As Jimo Qi's hand gently pressed down, there was an endless swishing sound. One step away, Fang Shukong fell to the ground, and the arrow feathers on his body trembled slightly.

Stepping forward leisurely, Jimo Qi lowered his head and looked at the old man in the pool of blood, his eyes dim like the darkest night devil: "Where is he?"

"Ahem, lackeys of the puppet court, do you think you have won? One day, the Feng family will rise again!"

Jimo Qi quietly looked at the old man who was holding back his smile.

"He is gone, far away, he will come back to avenge me, he will kill you..."

With a puff, a sharp arrow pierced through Fang Shukong's chest, nailing him to the ground, blood spattered, the young man's snow-white cheeks were stained with a little bright red, his tongue was lightly licked, facing the eyes of death, Jimo Qi smiled suddenly: "He won't!"

"Search!"

The young man with his back turned, was frighteningly cold, and no one had ever seen it before. His blood-stained hands were hidden under his sleeves, trembling: "He won't..."

Why did Jun Tianyao come to kill Jimo Qi?Obviously, the two of them have done such intimate things, obviously, he should stay by his side, instead of getting along with this bad old man day and night!

The black eyes ignited even more violent fireworks because of the killing.

The illusory flames meet the real flames in the sky layer by layer. Jimo Qi raised his head and looked at the red sky rising in the northeast direction, not even caring when the people around him would arrive.

"Brother, the Qihong Pavilion has been burned to the ground. Unfortunately, the owner of the pavilion, Yanling, has escaped, and here, important people have also escaped. I don't know, how do you explain to the king?"

The tough-eyed young man smiled maliciously. Jimo Qi turned his head and looked at his younger brother with indifference in his eyes: "If you move, you will have traces!"

"Your Highness, there is a discovery here!"

When the searchers in the inner yard heard the movement, they all ran from the yard to the street corner outside.

Jimo Qi didn't talk to Jimo Jue any more, and went outside first, leaving Jimo Jue alone with a vicious look on his face and some unknown gloom in his eyes.

"Caught someone!"

With a cheer, a small figure came into view, bowed its head, and stood stubbornly, in the dark, with a slender figure, showing some pitiful taste, Jimo Qi's brows unconsciously became brighter , I was a little annoyed at the rudeness of the soldiers who were escorting me, and I asked them to step back and take half a step forward, and suddenly I was a little at a loss. Originally, it was only because he let go of all his self-esteem that day, and he dismissed him. The series of things that happened, now, facing him, he began to be afraid, and began to regret killing Fang Shukong just now.

"Your grandfather, he is fine, as long as you..."

I don't even know what I'm talking about.Before he could finish the following words, a silver light flashed, and he let out a muffled groan, the pain seemed to be conveyed to his heart, Jimo Qi clutched his blood-stained abdomen, with some forbearance and grievance between his eyebrows, he grabbed the man's shoulder.

At this moment, he still wanted to think about what to say to explain clearly, but the man raised his head, with a trace of condensation and resentment on his cute and cute face.

"why you?"

With a loud shout, Jimo Qi ignored the pain of the torn wound, kicked the small child to the ground, staggered forward, grabbed the guard's sword and pointed it directly between his eyebrows: "Where is he?"

After finishing these words, it was already at the end of its strength, surrounded by Jimo Jue who rushed over from behind, before fainting, he vaguely heard a violent shout: "Drag this bastard back!"

"Brother, brother, how are you? Don't scare me..."

It seems that he has never heard such a flustered voice from Jimo Jue, especially his elder brother, Jimo Qi, who is so eager to get along with him, that he feels that he has heard it wrong.

It was as if he had made a mistake, one wrong step, one wrong step, that cunning and sweet child who laughed, could never be found again, even if he found it, there would be no room for change between them.