Boyfriend came to the door after amnesia

The scene of Song Ci waking up was not romantic, even a little funny. Zhong Jiuli watched him affectionately, like a prince waiting to kiss Sleeping Beauty to wake him up.

However, as soon as Sleeping Beauty opened her eyes, the first sentence was: "Is there any water, I am dying of thirst." The second sentence was: "Is there any food? Anything will do."

It can be seen that Sleeping Beauty is not easy to be.

Song Ci ate and drank enough, only to realize that his body was still wounded. He immediately lay back and moaned, and directed Zhong Jiuli to wash and cut the fruit for him to feed him. He refused to lift his hand again, so coquettish to die.

Yan Wendao couldn't stand it anymore, so he nodded his head, but when his hands fell, the strength was completely removed. In the end, he had no choice but to rub his head, bent his mouth and shook his head, and walked out.

Song Ci was very happy. He shook his head and looked at Zhao Yinuo, Chu Jiu and Lin Chao. He felt that he was loved and cared by so many people, and he was very happy.

He even beckoned to Ye Yunze who was standing far away at the door, Ye Yunze hesitated for a while before walking over slowly, his body was so stiff that he didn't know how to move.

Song Ci glanced at Zhong Jiuli from the corner of his eye, and asked, "You didn't make things difficult for him, did you?"

Zhong Jiuli said indifferently: "If you want to save him, I will naturally not kill him."

Song Ci laughed angrily, and he asked, "What? Are you really going to kill him?"

Zhong Jiuli didn't speak, he lowered his eyes to hide the flash of killing intent in his eyes.

Song Ci suddenly thumped in his heart. He thought Zhong Jiuli was just impulsive at that time. He stretched out his hand and lifted Zhong Jiuli's chin with his index finger. He said, "Look at me."

Zhong Jiuli raised his eyes to look at him, his long and dense eyelashes suddenly lifted up, revealing his pupils like lacquer ink, which sucked people in. Song Ci was stunned for several seconds before he realized, he carefully studied Zhong Jiuli's expression , I'm afraid he really has the heart to kill.

He let go of his hand after a while, and said with a smile: "Let me see if you are good or not."

Zhong Jiuli hooked the corners of his mouth, with an almost pampering and indulgent smile, making Song Ci's heart itch, but in front of everyone, he couldn't do anything, so he only retracted his hand and pretended to touch it casually. Zhong Jiuli's lower lip.

Zhong Jiuli's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help licking his lower lip.

However, Song Ci, who had just teased him, pretended nothing happened, looked around, and asked, "Where's An Yan? There's no sign of Jin Nanling."

Everyone was silent, and the air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

In the end, it was Zhong Jiuli who spoke first. He carefully studied Song Ci's expression. He had never found it so difficult to say a word. State the matter gently and normally.

After a short pause, he said, "An Yan has gone home."

Song Ci immediately understood what Zhong Jiuli meant by "going home". He tried to control his expression, otherwise he would show an out-of-control side in front of everyone, but he still failed.

He lowered his head and hid his expression. A dull voice came from under the quilt, and he asked, "What's going on?"

Fine beads of sweat oozed from Zhong Jiuli's head. He opened his mouth but closed it again. He didn't know how to express it so that Song Ci would not be so sad.

Seeing that he hadn't made a sound for a long time, Song Ci pulled down a bit of the quilt, revealing a pair of red eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Huh?"

Zhong Jiuli thought for a while and said, "When the thunder fell, he saved us."

Song Ci lowered his thick black eyelashes, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes. After a while, he opened his eyes again and asked, "What about Jin Nanling?"

When he asked this question, he was a little nervous, afraid of hearing an answer he didn't dare to hear again.

Zhao Yinuo answered this question on behalf of Zhong Jiuli. She lowered her head in frustration, the joy faded from her face, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Jin is dead."

Song Ci was stunned for a moment, his heart was hanging in the air, unable to fall or rise, after a while, he frowned and asked, "Why did Uncle Jin disappear suddenly?"

Zhao Yinuo lowered his eyes, glanced at Ye Yunze from the corner of his eye, paused for a while, and then whispered, "It's Ye Wenqing."

Ye Wenqing hadn't appeared on the stage when Song Ci 'died', so naturally he didn't know what happened. Hearing Ye Wenqing's name, he couldn't help but look at Ye Yunze. Ye Yunze avoided his gaze with guilt and lowered his head.

Song Ci then looked at Zhong Jiuli.

Speaking of Ye Wenqing, Zhong Jiuli suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. He didn't need to think carefully, and said bluntly: "He is the mastermind behind the scenes we have been looking for. The death of my father 17 years ago and the disappearance of the soul-killing sword are also related. He has something to do with it. Except for Zhao Duzhi who was injured and hospitalized, the only elders who survived this time are him and Tan Zhenliang. Tan Zhenliang followed my father to the northwest to suppress evil spirits 17 years ago. My mother's death is also inseparable from him. The last time you were captured, it was also because—"

Speaking of this, Zhong Jiuli's tone paused, and he said lightly: "An Yan saw my mother, so she was negligent and let you be taken away. My mother's last ray of soul left in the world should be in his hands."

Zhong Jiuli unhurriedly told the past one by one, but Ye Yunze who was on the side could hear it like a stick in his throat, wishing to die, and the last hope in his heart was completely shattered.

It turns out that these past ten years were all illusions.

After listening to Zhong Jiuli's words, Song Ci was silent for a while, and it took a long time before he spoke again. He asked, "Where is Xu? Dead?"

Zhong Jiuli nodded, and said lightly, "Yes."

A trace of sadness flashed in Song Ci's heart, and it dissipated after a while, like a breeze blowing by, leaving nothing behind.

The short-term joy dissipated, and depression spread in everyone's hearts. Now the entire Celestial Masters Association is in Ye Wenqing's pocket, and they have become murderers on the run.

Too much can happen overnight.

Suddenly, Song Ci thought of Guan Lingyan again, he got up and asked, "Where's Guan Lingyan?"

**

Guan Lingyan received a text message the night before yesterday, from Xu Shengzhi, a text message with no beginning and no end, telling him to be careful of Ye Wenqing.

After he called again, the phone was already turned off.

After that, before he had time to think about it, the people from the special investigation department came to him and told him that Zhong Jiuli, Zhao Yinuo, Ye Yunze, and Jin Nanling had murdered and escaped, and Song Ci died.

The police searched all the places related to the two of them, but couldn't find Zhong Jiuli, so they set their sights on Guan Lingyan.

They asked him, "Do you know where Zhong Jiuli will hide?"

Guan Lingyan said: "I am not familiar with him."

The policeman asked: "Unfamiliar? Unfamiliar? You run to him all day long?"

Guan Lingyan replied, "I'm familiar with the dead one."

Guan Lingyan didn't believe that Zhong Jiuli would kill someone, nor did he believe that Song Ci was dead, and indeed he couldn't think of a possible hiding place for Zhong Jiuli.

The people in the special investigation department didn't believe it, so they sent a young plainclothes policeman to follow him all day long.

Guan Lingyan thought, if I send a beautiful woman, maybe I can make it up.

"Eat."

Luo Ziang brought the boxed lunch in front of Guan Lingyan, Guan Lingyan thanked him, and took two mouthfuls without taste.Two days had passed since that night, Zhao Duzhi was transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward, during which he woke up once, and passed out again not long after.

According to the celestial master who visited Zhao Duzhi, he probably pieced together what happened that night.

——Song Ci is the market, and Zhong Jiuli is with them. After Song Ci died, Zhong Jiuli killed many celestial masters.

Every sentence is a clue, but when they are connected together, it doesn't sound right no matter how they sound.

He put down his chopsticks and asked again: "Did Zhong Jiuli kill those people?"

Luo Ziang nodded, with a lollipop in his mouth, the hospital did not allow smoking in the ward, so he could only eat some candy to satisfy his hunger.

"The sword wound on the deceased's body matches Zhong Jiuli's soul-slaying sword."

Guan Lingyan argued: "That may also be the person who was killed by someone else with the Zhanhun sword."

Luo Ziang rolled his eyes at him, "There are witnesses."

Guan Lingyan asked, "Who?"

Luo Ziang thought for a while, and said: "There are elders from the Celestial Masters Association and a dozen other Celestial Masters, they all saw it."

Guan Lingyan thumped in his heart, thinking of Xu Shengzhi's endless text message, he asked the whereabouts of Xu Shengzhi from the celestial master who visited Zhao Duzhi, but no one knew about it.

Xu Shengzhi seemed to have evaporated from the world.

There was eccentricity everywhere.

And that text message, be careful Ye Wenqing, why?

Just thinking about it, Luo Ziang suddenly said: "Did you offend someone?"

Guan Lingyan was taken aback, he raised his head and asked blankly, "Huh?"

Seeing his stupid half-open mouth, Luo Ziang couldn't help laughing, stuffed a candy into his mouth, and then slowly said: "Besides me, there are people watching you."

Guan Lingyan was even more surprised, and then he thumped in his heart, rolled his eyes, looked around from the corner of his eye, and asked vaguely, "Where is it?"

Seeing his eyeballs rolling around, Luo Ziang couldn't help laughing and said, "Don't look for it, you won't find it."

Guan Lingyan withdrew his gaze, feeling inexplicably uneasy in his heart, as if a sunny day with a storm was about to come, and calm was just an appearance.

Seeing his gloomy complexion, Luo Ziang seemed uneasy, and couldn't help asking, "Think about it, have you offended anyone before?"

Guan Lingyan shook his head. He is a heavenly master. Offending ghosts is almost as good as offending people.

Luo Ziang leaned back, biting a paper stick, and said: "Maybe I'm thinking too much." After a pause, he continued generously: "Besides, I'm here, so don't worry."

Hearing this, Guan Lingyan looked at Luo Ziang, his expression tensed, he blinked a few times, and after a while he suddenly straightened his back, as if he had made an important decision.

After a while, he leaned forward and whispered, "Lend me your cell phone."

Luo Ziang raised his eyebrows, and his heart moved, as if he knew what he was going to do, but he still handed the phone to Guan Lingyan.

Guan Lingyan raised his chin, pointed at the screen, "Unlock."

Luo Ziang was happy, and quickly unlocked it. Guan Lingyan took the phone from him, then immediately turned around and locked himself in the bathroom, and called Song Ci non-stop.

His mobile phone was confiscated by the people from the special investigation department, and Luo Ziang followed him all the time, and he had no chance to contact Song Ci and the others.

But after finally getting through the phone, Luo Ziang's voice came from outside the door unhurriedly, with a playful smile, "Who are you calling?"

Guan Lingyan was shaking his legs in anxiety, but no one answered the phone.

He cursed, hung up the phone, and quickly edited a text message to send.