The dark tide spread across the sky, and Yushou Wei Anran appeared on another roof of Yulong Villa. His plain robe drifted in the wind, holding a long blue sword in his hand and his eyes stopped at the silver figure.

The two beautiful women looked at each other for a moment, looking at each other speechlessly, and finally looked at Song Zhi under the eaves together.

At this time, the martial arts venue was full of devastation, and the spectators around him also ran away early, but Song Zhi had no movement after the end of Song Xuxu's "field", and closed his eyes and remained silent.

Zhu Wushi saw that Song Zhi was in a wrong state, and hesitated for a moment and then prepared to reach out to get Song Zhi's pulse to determine his current state.

But just as his hand was about to touch Song Zhi's wrist, he felt a flash in front of him. He was moved to the martial arts field. The raindrops as big as beans hit his shoulders. In the hazy mist, another figure could be seen standing beside Song Zhi at this moment.

Song Xuxu glanced at Shirihou who was in the rain outside the eaves, then stretched out a finger to point Song Zhi's forehead, and looked at the sun and moon divine seal clearly appeared on Song Zhi's forehead, revealing a thoughtful gaze.

Zhu Wushi frowned slightly, wondering why the least known Master Yin Shou, who was among the ten hunters, appeared here, and why he showed a different interest in Song Zhi.

But soon he discovered a hint of unusualness, because the two of them stood together, and they felt a little similar. This feeling was not about their faces, but about the untainted and close temperament.

"Don't worry"

A voice came from his side. Zhu Wushi looked back and saw that it was Wei Anran who quietly came to him. The head of the Jiangnan Demon Slaying Master looked at the silver-haired man not far away, with a little complicated look.

"Song Zhi's realm is rising, perhaps because of the death of this sign demon, as for this person."

"She won't harm Song Zhi."

Soon, Song Xuxu slowly stepped back after carefully observing Song Zhi's face, looked at Wei Anran again, raised her chin slightly, and then the two hunting style disappeared and disappeared.

Zhu Wushi then put away his black knife and walked towards Song Zhi.

Song Zhi did get a great opportunity at this moment, because the ancient ancestor controlled the mind of the Eight-Winged Demonic Eagle at the last moment, and injected a large amount of demonic energy into the blood of his demon ancestor to forcibly pull its strength back to its peak.

However, as the out-of-control Eight-Winged Demon Eagle crashed into Song Xuxu's realm and was strangled, the demonic aura that came out of thin air had nowhere to go, and was sucked by the demon fox in Song Zhi's body, so Song Zhi's realm also increased sharply.

This powerful magic power that was enough to lift the demon king to the threshold of the demon demon, instantly directly upgraded Song Zhi from the late stage of the God Transformation Realm to the Great Perfection of the God Transformation Realm, and made great strides towards the second-grade level.

But Song Zhi temporarily asked the demon fox to stop swallowing, because he still has something to do now.

Opening his eyes, Song Zhi only felt full of strength in his body. He swept away the fatigue tonight. He nodded to Zhu Wushi in front of him. Song Zhi looked around. The mysterious silver-haired woman just now was gone.

Picking up the long sword that had been rolled up on the ground, Song Zhi walked towards Shen Chong, and even Zhao Yao who came to rush for help was dead. I believe that the lantern man had no means.

Shen Chong lay on the ground with his back on his back, blood kept spilling out of the corners of his mouth. His face was as pale as paper, and he seemed to be almost out of reach.

Even if Song Zhi didn't kill him and let him die here, he wouldn't be able to survive tonight without a doctor's treatment.

Seeing that Song Zhi was getting closer and closer, Shen Chong closed his eyes as if he accepted his fate. At this moment, he was actually glad that the Eight-Winged Demon Eagle failed to drop that blow, otherwise

Just as Song Zhi was about to swing his sword and cut off Shen Chong's head, his eyes suddenly glanced backwards and then he leaned to the side and a foot appeared.

Bang.

A figure that was attacking from behind was tripped to the ground and staggered to kneel beside Shen Chong. The sound made Shen Chong open his eyes again, and he was shocked:

"Husband, madam, why are you here?"

"Let's go, hurry up!" Shen Chong looked up and saw Song Zhi's cold eyes looking down, and shouted anxiously.

The person coming was Lin Yu. She looked at Shen Chong who was pale than her at this moment and cried: "Husband, what's going on? Why does this happen when she wakes up?"

When Shen Chong heard Lin Yu's crying, his eyes turned red, his lips squirmed and finally sighed: "My husband has done something untolerated by nature. He has a right to die, so don't regret it for me."

When Lin Yu heard this, he immediately turned his head toward Song Zhi. At this moment, Song Zhi no longer looked approachable, but was cold and cold with his eyebrows hanging high and his red lips dyed blood. Lin Yu was instantly lost.

Then she kept kowtowing, and the weaker body burst out with huge energy. The knocking floor tiles pounded and begged:

"Sir, Lord Song, I don't know what my husband did to harm the world, but he is also a charitable man from all over the country. He has helped poor families without a thousand households and 800 households. You can give up your hands and spare his life! Song people!"

"If the court wants to take back our villa, there will be no complaints. We, we go to the countryside to farm, just ask you to turn a blind eye and let me go. If you kill me, the same will be true for killing me."

Shen Chong on the ground saw Lin Yu so humble, and immediately forced himself to hold up, grabbed Lin Yu, and scolded him: "Yu'er! Your husband is not worth mercy. Today, he will definitely be doomed. Don't say these stupid words!"

After saying that, he looked at the tears in Lin Yu's eyes, his tone softened again, and he said dejectedly: "Madam, do you know who is the poison in your body?"

"It's your father."

Lin Yu raised his head when he heard this, looked puzzled and said to himself: "My father"

"Yes, that father is the former leader of Yulong Villa, Shen Tianxi." Shen Chong paused, decided to reveal the truth when he was about to die, and continued:

"You were born to a prostitute in the folk in the early years. The biological mother abandoned you in the theater, and then went up the mountain to threaten her father because of her miserable situation. Haha, our father is a kind and ruthless person. He killed your biological mother at that time. He valued the most honor of his reputation and ordered me to go down the mountain to remove you, so as to prevent future troubles."

"So you were "Lin Yu's eyes were dull and he seemed to be unable to accept this fact.

"Yes," Shen Chong smiled bitterly: "I didn't go to see the show, but to kill you, but at that time I didn't know which woman was the target. After entering the theater gate, I met the lively and lovely you who took the initiative to lead the way for me. It was not until the moment you came on stage that I realized that you were the person I wanted to kill."

"But after watching your play, I couldn't do it that night. After all, you were my half-sister, so I thought about it for a long time and decided to hide you."

"Later, I found out that you had a secret love for me, but I didn't dare to tell you the truth. In fact, I am your brother, but the brother who came to take your life. I can't say it."

"Later, my father discovered this and was furious at my disobedience. He said that I would either kill you or get out of Yulong Villa by myself. I finally chose to leave, but it was too late at that time. When I found you, I realized that you had been infected with the cold and cold poison that my father had found. My life was not long. I used all my strength to detoxify you before barely saving your life for the time being."

"I was so angry that I returned to Yulong Villa and pretended to admit my mistake, but I gave my father a lot of money to get the God-Destroying Poison Dragon Powder. After drinking for three rounds, I went to the door to poison him to death and force a few brothers away. This is the truth."

"Now do you understand why I welcome you into the school and don't want to touch you?" After Shen Chong said all this, he breathed in his breath just now, and he fell softly and weakly in Lin Yu's arms.

Song Zhi stood aside and felt incredible after listening. Such a bizarre thing actually happened. Looking at the brother and sister, he sighed secretly: those who are protected will always feel feelings.

After hearing this, Lin Yu fell into silence and finally asked softly: "So husband, you have never loved me before."

The heavy rain fell, Shen Chong's eyelids moved slightly, and finally said:

"If I hadn't loved me, I wouldn't have made this big mistake. I'm against destiny, but taboo love may be destined to be like this."

After saying that, Shen Chong suddenly knocked Lin Yu out with a knife, and then opened his eyes hard to look at Song Zhi who had been waiting for a long time, and said:

"I'm sorry, Lord Song, I heard Shen talk nonsense for so long."

Song Zhi nodded slightly, and the long sword in his hand no longer hesitated and pierced directly into Shen Chong's chest. There was no surging blood. Shen Chong's eyes just opened slightly and soon disappeared.

However, before his death, Shen Chong's lips moved slightly and made a wish: "The promise that Gu Zu fulfilled with his life as a matchmaker, what I want is her life."

The magic lamp beside him extinguished the fire after Shen Chong died. However, when Song Zhi wanted to pick it up, the magic lamp emitted a dark light and disappeared without a trace.

After the magic lamp disappeared, Zhu Wushi also came over. When he saw Shen Chong die, he wanted to turn around and leave, but Song Zhi was held back.

"Look." Song Zhi suddenly spoke.

Zhu Wushi didn't understand the intention, so he followed Song Zhi's finger and saw something was wrong. Lin Yu's face, who was sick, turned rosy and returned to his original appearance.

With the help of the two, Lin Yu was sent to a room to rest. Looking at Lin Yu, who was now with tears and was still more haggard, although he had recovered from health, Song Zhi wiped the rain on his face and said:

"Is it possible that this is Jin Cheng who caused his wife to regain vitality before Shen Chong's death."

Zhu Wushi didn't know how to explain it. He was not interested in these things about men and women, and said lightly: "Maybe."

"Where is the sect leader?"

Song Zhi turned to ask, when the Eight-Winged Demonic Eagle fell, he seemed to see the huge sword energy flying outside the village. The sect leader should be nearby, but he never saw it.

"Leaving with Yin Shou," Zhu Wushi said with his hands crossed his chest.

"Yin Shou?" Song Zhi was stunned. Is that silver-haired woman a Yin Shou?

Without asking more, they couldn't care where these big guys went. It was already Mao time, and it was not long before dawn. Yulong Villa was already deserted. The two of them found a room at will and took a rest.

The task has been completed. Now I will wait for the rain to get a little lighter before leaving. Zhu Wushi sat on the bed and closed his eyes and breathed while listening to the sound of rain. Song Zhi still couldn't help but feel wet after sitting for a while. He ran to the kitchen to burn a basin of water, and took a bath and changed his clothes while taking advantage of this time.

After retiring from the heavy makeup of the Qinglong leader, Song Zhi returned to his original white face, changed into his original white robe and walked back. A trace of fish belly gradually appeared in the sky, and the rain became much smaller.

Seeing that Zhu Wushi was still meditating and had no intention of getting up, Song Zhi did not bother him. Instead, he grind ink and wrote a letter by the desk, brushing the rice paper, and the wing room was quiet.

Zhu Wushi came to Song Zhi at some point and suddenly asked, "Who did you write this for?"

Song Zhi was shocked and shook the tip of his pen and splashed ink, and the letter paper that was almost finished was ruined. He was angry and possessed himself to block the letter paper and asked, "Did you walk sound?"

"You are too focused." Zhu Wushi sat next to him without expression, took out rice paper and brush, paused and started writing.

Song Zhi glanced at the corner of his eyes and found that Zhu Wushi was also reporting the results. Since he did not hide his weaknesses, Song Zhi thought about it and did not continue to cover it up. He took out the paper and wrote it again.

After the letter was written, the two came under the eaves to stuff it into a bamboo tube, and released it with a puppet letter.

Zhu Wushi's letter was written to Yu Chixin, the demon hunting character, while Song Zhi wrote to the supervisor.

The wind spreads the flowers, the rain washes the spring dust, the morning mist dizzes in the courtyard, and the fragrance of pear blossoms scatters everywhere. Many years later, Song Zhi recalls it, it is still an unforgettable morning.

Before leaving, Song Zhi came to the wing room where Lin Yu was placed last night, pushed open the door and walked in.

Then Song Zhi froze as if he had entered a state of meditation, stopped at the entrance and slowly lowered his head. Zhu Wushi at the door saw this and walked in. After seeing this, he stopped and breathed a sigh of relief from his nose.

Three feet of white silk hanging on the beam in the wing room, Lin Yu, who had just recovered from health, had tilted a wooden bench under his feet, and had already died.

Song Zhi sighed and felt a little regretful. Although Shen Chong's crimes were unforgivable, all the kind human nature was poured into his sister. He never thought that Lin Yu was so determined that he sacrificed his love for love that night.

"Some love is like a kite with broken thread, and the ending is sad and the middle of the line in my hand." Song Zhi sighed after a while.

Zhu Wushi looked inside the room, walked forward slowly, picked up a letter on the table, and said lightly: "Maybe, she had thought this long ago."

Song Zhi also walked up, took the letter from Zhu Wushi's hand, and silently said:

"The pear blossoms can tell the meaning of the actor. The fallen leaves do not understand the lovesickness. You and the cold village are cold and frivolous, and your wife is crying with the fallen flowers."

After reading it, Song Zhi looked up again, and seemed to have understood something from a smile at Lin Yu's mouth.

Perhaps the sensitive Lin Yu had guessed Shen Chong's secret secret, but it was buried in his heart and didn't say it. Just like the question she asked Shen Chong at the end, she never cared about these vulgar eyes from beginning to end, and only she cared about whether Shen Chong was sincere to her.

After getting the answer, she could die with a smile.

Before leaving, the two buried Lin Yu's body, and Shen Chong, who had been wet all night, buried together. Things have passed before him. After the death of this pair of miserable mandarin ducks, they can still sleep together.

Deep in the lotus pond on Jiangnan Road, there is a high pavilion on the top of a high pavilion, and two figures are sitting opposite each other at this moment. It is Yu and Yin.

In the end, Wei Anran took some action first. Her eyes gradually softened, and she threw out the teacup in her hand, and the tea soup rotated rapidly.

Song Xuxu raised his hand and took the tea cup steadily. The tea soup instantly calmed down, not spilling out at all. Then he took a sip and smiled slightly.

"Senior sister, have you been to the capital?"
Chapter completed!