I lost my memory after crossing

Extravagant!It will cost you..."

Master, I was wrong, I should not have disobeyed you.

He Yu, you are responsible for all this, and you will have to suffer in this kind of pain for the rest of your life. This is your punishment for breaking your vows and making love rashly!

The steward looked delirious and fell into a coma, He Yu, frowned, glanced at the shadow asking him with his eyes, and finally sighed.

"Put in the needle."

The two shadows held He Yu tightly to prevent him from struggling. The silver needle shifted, endangering his life. The long needle with a cold light sank into his head, and the iron chain shook violently. People who struggle instinctively.

The strength gradually weakened, leaving only the instinctive twitch of Xia's body, and He Yu still didn't wake up.

"Re-entry!"

The executioner's shadow felt a little unbearable, turned his head away, gritted his teeth, and pierced the silver needle a few inches further.

"Well……"

The screams blurted out, He Yu's forehead burst out with veins, his head was raised high, his whole body was stiff, his internal force was out of control due to the pain, and he instinctively moved around in his body, almost breaking free, pressing his two shadows and not noticing it. Alright, two strands of internal force were quickly injected, defeating He Yu's unconsolidated sea of ​​qi, and the three strands of internal force intertwined, rampaging through He Yu's meridians, finally awakening him from the chaos.

Once he regained his will, he would never allow himself to cry out in pain. The flesh in his mouth was all bitten off, but he didn't care, his eyes full of pain were dim, and he stared blankly at the nothingness in front of him. Blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, staining his pale lips red.

He smiled, desperate and lonely, like an old man in his dying years, losing the vitality of life.

He Yu, what right do you have to shout!

This is the punishment you deserve, the sin you should atone for!

The steward sighed slightly: "Go and tell the head, the silver needle has been inserted, He Yu's sanity has been disturbed, you can ask questions."

The shadow led away, the iron gate opened and closed again, and the blood on He Yu's left shoulder was particularly obvious in the short light.

He Yu's whole body was almost hanging, the weight of the whole body was on the arms, and the old injury on the left shoulder hadn't healed, so it was difficult to keep hanging for such a long time.

In the end, the steward showed a little compassion, took the medicine in Shadow's hand, and tried to act as lightly as possible, why did he treat the wound on his wrist.

Finally, carefully feed him the remaining half glass of water in the glass.

"Let's lower the chain."

In this way, he has already acted extremely adroitly, and he can be regarded as being benevolent and righteous.

The iron gate was closed again, and He Yuzhong returned to the silent world. His sanity had drifted away, and what the steward did didn't really mean much to him.

This arm was going to fail, he'd known it all along.

The gate of Zhi Yuxuan was closed for a whole night, and Xing Zhi let himself be drunk, dreaming and dying, only to get a little peace, the sky was dimly bright, his consciousness returned, and those disturbing images began to circle in his mind again, disturbing his restlessness.

Even the whole person was very irritable, and opened the door rudely, and Yanlin was waiting outside anxiously.

"Go and get the wine!"

Before the words were finished, the door was slammed shut again with a bang.

Yanlin's eyebrows and eyes were full of worry, and the pavilion master's mood became more and more unstable. If this continues, something big will happen.

Curry's fine wine was quickly brought into the house, and Xingzhi poured it down with his head raised. Yanlin gritted his teeth, bowed his body, and boldly persuaded: "Pavilion Master, drinking alcohol hurts your health, you still..."

Before he finished speaking, the wine jug in Xingzhi's hand roared towards him, Yanlin didn't dare to hide, and suffered it all.

He fainted on the spot when the flagon with internal force was almost smashed, he staggered back two steps, blood slid down his forehead, he hurriedly lowered his head to admit his mistake.

For so many years, the pavilion master loved him very much, and it was the first time that he raised his hand and smashed him so disregarding his face.

"It's your turn to take care of my affairs? Get lost!"

Yanlin's departure seemed to have taken away all the voices in the room, and Xingzhi began to remain silent again, burying his head in drinking.

He never knew that his drinking capacity was so good, he couldn't get drunk even though there were empty jugs all over the floor, it must have been Nanshan's drinking capacity.

The wine that cannot make people intoxicated can't play the role of relieving sorrow. The more he drank, the more uncomfortable he felt. There was a fire in his chest. , reminding him all the time how much He Yu loves Nanshan.

The more vivid this feeling was, the more painful his heart was.

"Why is this happening!"

He got up suddenly, smashed the wine jug on the ground, and questioned loudly to the empty room.

"Why did you send me here? Why did you let me meet him?"

He got angry, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart, smashing whatever he saw, shouting while smashing.

"Why! Why did you treat me like this? What did I do wrong? God, why did you treat me like this!"

He is just an ordinary person, living an ordinary life, with a strict father, a loving mother, a beautiful and lovely sister, such a warm and beautiful family, he lives in a civilized world, respects life, yearns for freedom and equality, and strives for himself Fighting for a small dream, in the future, maybe you will meet a beloved woman, get married and have children, worry about family chores, be naughty and angry for your children, live your life in a flat way, and die with your loving wife...

This is his life, a life without killing, without blood, without suspicion.

"Why did you bring me into such a cruel world!"

I don't want to hurt anyone!

He looked at his hands, clean and slender, with distinct joints. These hands, which were supposed to support a family, were stained with blood.

I just want to live, be happy, live happily.

"Why is it so difficult? I'd be afraid too..."

He seemed to have been sucked out of all his strength, and he fell down in a mess on the ground, he let go of all his disguise, and tears welled up in his eyes.

From choking to sobbing, I finally couldn't help crying anymore.

"I want to go home, I miss my parents, I want to eat the Lantern Festival in the refrigerator, where are you, why don't you come pick me up, I'm so sad, my heart hurts..."

"I miss you so much..."

Yanlin guarded the gate of Zhiyuxuan, only heard the sound of smashing things in the room, and faint cries, for so many years, he had never seen the pavilion master like this, he really couldn't figure it out, since he still loves Now, why is it so painful.

This situation made him feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

The word love is really tormented.

He sat on the stone steps outside the door, listening to the noise in the room getting louder and louder, and then getting quieter, and finally fell silent.

After a long time, it was so long that he thought the Pavilion Master was already drunk.

The door at the back suddenly opened, revealing the pavilion master inside.

The corners of his eyes were reddish, he smelled of alcohol, and his whole body was in a mess.

"Go to the criminal justice department!"

He can't take it anymore, he doesn't want any bullshit forces, the pavilion master or not, he just wants to see He Yu now, wants to see him go crazy, and confess to him when he sees him.

He is not Nanshan Xingzhi at all, he is Su Xingzhi, whether he accepts it or not, it is already a fact, Nanshan is dead, and he will replace Nanshan and take care of He Yu for the rest of his life.

He still has a lifetime, is he afraid that he will not be able to fight a dead man?

The more he thought about it, the more relaxed he became, and he even quickened his pace a lot.

But the facts always catch him off guard.

He has even planned a long pursuit for himself.

The reality gave him a slap in the face.

The gate of the criminal department was open, corpses were strewn all over the ground, blood flowed like a river, and the effects of hangover made him almost nauseous.

In the dark shadows, He Yu held Cangwu in his hand, blood trickled down the tip of the sword and fell to the ground, forming a long river.

Xiao Jiu crawled towards him little by little from the pool of blood, and his blood-stained hands instantly stained his clothes red, "Master... be careful, He Yu... wants... to kill you..."

He Yu, who was full of blood, seemed to have been guided by something, and suddenly moved. His eyes were dark and absent-minded. He suddenly clenched the long sword in his hand and stabbed straight at Xingzhi.

Xingzhi stood there blankly, forgetting to dodge.

The long sword was impartial, and it was about to stab Xing Zhi's chest.

At the critical moment, Yanlin made a move, parried the long sword, Cangwu sword let go, and the force of the shock forced out a mouthful of blood from He Yu. What to say, but the continuous blood in his throat made it difficult for him to even speak.

Xingzhi finally laughed, feeling that all his sincerity had been fed to the dog, his monstrous rage broke out suddenly, and was suppressed by him, leaving only a ferocious smile on his face.

He forgot his purpose, and only wanted to vent his anger. He pulled out the python whip with gold thread on the torture frame, and pushed He Yu step by step.

A body full of evil spirits shook the hearts of all the shadows.

A brutal whip hit He Yu's back hard, causing him to lie down on the spot, blood clogged his throat, and he couldn't even yell, and started coughing heartbreakingly, which made everyone's heart tremble.

The tyranny accumulated for many days was finally awakened, and his behavior was crushed by heavy blows. Now, he just wants to make the life in front of him worse than death!

It was another whip with full strength, tearing the flesh, but He Yu didn't seem to notice it, he was still coughing heart-piercingly, his eyes sometimes slackened, sometimes reunited, his right hand firmly pressed against his head, like He was enduring some kind of painful torment, and he couldn't even care about the whip that shattered his flesh and bones.

His lips fluttered, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Xingzhi only cares about venting his anger, he just wants to make the person in front of him hurt, the pain is so painful that life is worse than death, he knelt down and begged for mercy, in order to vent his hatred!

He Yu, how dare you!

How dare you betray me?

Anyone can betray me, only you can't!

Why can't you be obedient? I insist on letting you