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Si Nian killed Duan Wanying.

When the body fell to the ground, it didn't make any sound, but it was dull and dull.

Si Nian looked at her, twitched the corner of his mouth nervously, and finally pressed it down again, making a sob in his throat.

This is his first time to kill, but not the last time, no matter what, he can't go back.

As early as ten years ago, he was on the wrong track.

The huge prefect's mansion has now become an empty shell, and all the servants and guards guarding here have disappeared.

Only Jian Yun, who was hiding in the secret room, stood in front of the cauldron in a daze, watching the raging fire.

Wuweizi lied to him, yesterday was the night of the lunar eclipse, but there was still no one.

The child whose soul was turned into medicine also disappeared. The medicine he had been waiting for for ten years had not been refined!

Jian Yun went to look for Wu Weizi at his residence, but was told that the man had disappeared a few days ago...

He could only kneel on the ground, holding his scarred face with both hands, trembling badly.

how so?His face, his face, what to do!

He suddenly got up from the ground violently like crazy, and pushed open the coffin lid vigorously.

The oncoming stench was so strong that it made people dizzy, but he didn't stop.

Instead, like venting his anger, he jumped in and stomped on the charred corpse frantically!

The skeleton quickly fell apart, and the missing piece of the skull rolled to the corner, so lonely.

This is a distorted sense of satisfaction, Jian Yun's throat made a frightening sound, like crying and laughing.

He climbed out of the coffin again, trying to fish out all the broken bones and throw them into the cauldron.

The door of the secret room slammed violently at this moment!

With a dazed effort, the intruder stepped into this lawless land...

Under the blurred light, the tall body blocked all the bright colors.

All he could see was the slightly hunched shoulders and the long hair scattered in front of his face.

He dragged the sword, and the tip of the sword made a sharp and piercing sound on the ground.

Jian Yun listened, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

It feels like the sword point is scratching his body, and it will cut him open in an instant...

Finally approaching, Jian Yun saw his face clearly through the blazing firelight.

The blood and mud on his face had already dried up, and there was still a heavy dead air.

He came from hell like a debt collector.

Withered and full of murderous aura...

With such eyes fixed on his hand, it seems that it can peel the skin and rasp the bone.

Jian Yun took a deep breath, and threw away the broken body in his hands in a panic.

He laughed dryly, and covered his injured right cheek with his sleeve: "Young Master Ling, have you succeeded?"

He consoled himself paranoidly, since Jian Shou didn't follow, he must have been dealt with by this man!

Si Nian didn't respond, he lowered his raised eyes, determined like a lone wolf in the desert.

He asked, "What's that?"

Jian Yun glanced at the coffin next to him: "Ah...that's just the bones of animals."

animals……

Si Nian's eyelashes fluttered, and there were tiny dust jumping on them.

The teeth were clenched so tightly that I tasted the fishy sweetness in the gums.

He hurriedly swallowed it down his throat again, like a desperate man drinking poison to quench his thirst.

Really can't hide what's on his mind, his face gradually distorted into a pained look.

Jian Yun, who had always been nervous, finally sensed something was wrong with the person in front of him.

His heart sank, Jian Shou was afraid that he was not dead, and even made this person fall into a bewilderment!

"How did you find this place?"

No, it doesn't matter, "What are you doing here!"

The tip of the sword hanging from the ground was lifted up, pointing straight at Jian Yun, the cold dew on it glowed with icy light...

The clothes on Jian Yun's back were already drenched in cold sweat, and the creepy sense of horror surged towards him again!

"Come here to kill you."

It's just a simple statement, but there are too many things hidden in the voice.

Echoing in the small space, it is so oppressive that people can't breathe.

He hated him, he could easily kill him, Jian Yun came to his senses.

Then stepped back: "Who are you!?"

They are all asking him, who is he?

It seems that the grievances belong to Jian Shou and have nothing to do with him at all.

Si Nian shook his head suddenly, it was because they didn't understand his relationship with Jian Shou.

That's because they don't understand how important Ah Shou is to him!

That's because they don't understand the guilt in his heart...

Si Nian seemed to be trapped in nightmare memories.

The emotions were very emotional, and the tears and pain in the pupils were clearly visible.

"That night, I ran desperately, desperately! The stones on the ground pierced the soles of my feet. It was so dark that I couldn't see the direction, but I didn't dare to stop. I really wanted to see him! I called his name in my heart, hundreds of times... I don't know how long it took, but I obviously ran back, and I was about to see him!"

He almost gritted his teeth, but was too fragile to be vulnerable.

The fingers holding the hilt of the sword were stiff and sore, but they gripped even tighter.

"But you killed him, the fire was right in front of me, but I couldn't save him! Since then, I have nightmares every night, dreaming that I am still running, but no matter how exhausted I am I couldn’t reach the end, I also dreamed about the fire, Ah Shou was inside calling for help, he told me he was in pain! He was in so much pain, but I couldn’t rush in, I couldn’t save him, even in a dream In this way, we can only keep shouting for firefighting!"

"Slow down, slow down... I'll lose him."

out on a limb……

When Si Nian rushed over, Jian Yun only had time to grab the sword that was aimed at his head.

The tremendous pressure made him kneel down in a gesture of begging for mercy.

"You came to revenge for Jian Shou!? You let me go! I'll tell you where Jian Shou is!!!"

Flesh and flesh were torn apart, and the blade was cut on the bone. He was in extreme pain, but he refused to give up.

Si Nian's eyes turned back to the coffin. From this angle, he couldn't see what was inside clearly.

But he knew everything: "Ah Shou, sleep over there."

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Jian Yun immediately became flustered and burst out: "Luther, it's that luthier!"

The sad expression on Si Nian's face froze, and he wanted to laugh again.

It's a pity that I couldn't laugh, and I almost stuttered every word: "You, here, say, what?"

Jian Yun was hoarse and his pupils were the biggest: "That luthier is Jian Shou! He changed his body to take revenge on us! You let me go, let me go, and I'll tell you where he is!"

Si Nian felt that he must be crazy.

The incomparably delicate face in his mind fit perfectly with Ah Shou's face.

They have the same dull tone of voice when they speak, and their similar habitual small movements...

Scene after scene was clearly staged in my mind.

No!He shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of all those outrageous thoughts.

"No, it's impossible, Susu is Ah Shou's reincarnation!"

How could I admit my mistake?Huge panic swept his whole body.

It made him weak all over, and his limbs were throbbing with pain.

He hated it so much, Jian Yun must have lied to himself in order to survive!Can't let him talk anymore!

Sinian opened his eyes angrily, suppressing the remaining tears from flowing out.

Facing Jian Yun's desperate eyes, he roared angrily, and the sword cut off Jian Yun's neck.

The blood spattered three feet, and the round head rolled to his feet.

That pair of unrepentant eyes stared straight at the body that fell to the ground.

It wasn't until the last moment of death that Jian Yun understood what the initial crushing fear was.

A guilty conscience, and the death of the dead.

Let him foresee his own ending...

Si Nian still felt that it was not enough, so he pointed his sword at the burning cauldron!

The cauldron fell to the ground with a bang, and piles of sparks inside poured on Jian Yun's body.

Suddenly it burned even worse.

In his pupils, blood was intertwined with flames, and everything he believed in was falling apart.

Si Nian threw the sword on the ground, and climbed into the coffin...

He looked at the shattered Ah Shou, and the tears he had been holding back finally came out of his eyes.

There was no sound when he cried, just panting silently.

Like a child abandoned at a crossroads, even the last candy in his hand was snatched away...

There was not enough space in the coffin, and Si Nian, who had well-developed limbs, could only lie on his side and curl up his body.

He was reluctant to squeeze Jian Shou, but gently put all the scattered bones into his arms.

Such a real touch makes the tip of the tongue feel sore.

He muttered to himself, as if reminiscing about the old days and as if confiding: "Shou, you must be blaming me for being late. In fact, I don't think it makes sense either. My eyes are not very good, and I can't always find where you are."

He took out an intact porcelain bottle from his pocket, which contained Jian Shou's eyes.

"Am I terrible, you hurt so much, but I use it as a tool..."

He remembered again that every time he opened his eyes, Di Sheng would cover his eyes and cry bitterly.

So now, he also covered his eyes, trembling violently.

In the end, it all turned into an inaudible sigh of luck.

"Ah Shou, Jian Yun must have lied to me, right? How does he know where Di Sheng is?"

The coffin was closed from the inside, and the world fell captive to darkness.

Only Si Nian knew that Di Sheng was cornered by him.

He also pushed himself into a desperate situation.

…………

Jian Shou felt that he had died again, and the sense of belonging when his body was immersed in the water was very familiar.

He called Sansan in his mind, but there was still no response.

He tried to move his fingers, and sure enough, there was water flowing through his fingertips.

It was difficult to open his eyes, and his limbs were extremely stiff, without any strength.

As if finally aware of his difficulty, an arm picked him up from the water.

He fell into the man's generous embrace, with a familiar cold smell in his breath.

A big hand wiped away the water stains on his face, rubbing it with nostalgia like touching a rare treasure.

Immediately afterwards, there were continuous kisses, one after another, falling on the eyelids and falling on the lips...

Jian Shou took a deep breath and exhaled the air that had been suppressed in his lungs.

He slowly opened his eyes, and water drops rolled down the corners of his eyes, and were caught by Qin Shou's lips again.

The light seems to be divided in half, and even the person in front of him seems to be divided.

Jian Shou blinked, only to realize that he couldn't see anything in his right eye.

The eye that lost its spirit finally became dim...

His dumbfounded appearance fell into Qin Shou's eyes, and his heart ached again.

"Ah Shou, don't be afraid, I'm here."

This sentence did not know which fragile nerve of Jian Shou was poked.

The originally calm expression instantly turned into an aggrieved look, and mist gushed out of his eyes.

He pushed Qin Shou away, wanting to walk away alone.

This place should be a spiritual spring, the spring water is neither warm nor cold, full of aura.

Qin Shou didn't let him succeed at all, so he broke free and brought him back.

"If you are angry, just hit me. You still need to soak in the spring water for two hours, so don't go out."

Neither of them was wearing any clothes, and when they hugged each other, their skin was against their skin.

One side is cold and the other side is slightly warm, but it is the most suitable hug.

Jian Shou had no more strength left, and leaned his forehead on Qin Shou's shoulder.

"You're late."

"sorry."

"I didn't forgive you."

"Ok, I know."