Zhan Shiyi smiled softly: "It's not you who fulfills me, it's me who fulfills you."
"How do you say this?" Zhu Ziqi looked worried, as if he didn't believe it.
Zhan Shiyi raised his eyes, seeming to be looking at him, but not looking at him. His expression was clearly contemptuous, and his tone was not polite at all: "Since Song Yi's death, your mind has been distorted and your soul has been corrupted.
What he did was worse than that of a child. When I said I would help you, I was just fulfilling your regretful heart."
"Regret?" Zhu Ziqi raised his eyebrows.
Zhan Shiyi smiled and said: "If it's not regret, what is it? In fact, you have already understood in your heart that Song Yi did not die in my hands, his death was all because of you! You already knew it, but you didn't dare to admit it. Looking for
One reason is just to feel comfortable. Kill me. After you kill me, your heart will be surrounded by emptiness day and night. When you wake up in the middle of the night, you will think of Song Yi's head falling to the ground, all because he took the blame for you. At about that time, you will be consummated.
Already."
Both Shangge and Bai Wuyuan were stunned. Neither of them had ever seen Zhan Shiyi say so many words in one go.
But every word he said hit Zhu Ziqi's heart. He stepped back, his face pale. It was obvious that he had been guided by Zhan Shiyi's hint and thought of such a scene on his own.
Shangge was so full of respect and admiration for Zhan Zhenyi that he even forgot about the work he was working hard on.
Zhu Ziqi stood aside for a long time, saying nothing, with a gloomy face.
Shangge saw her expression drop, and couldn't help but want to add fuel to the fire: "That's right, if Song Yi was still here, how could he tolerate you doing these things? He must hate you to death!"
"Shut up!" Before he finished speaking, Bai Wuyuan shouted sharply.
He had never been so cruel to Shang Ge. This roar frightened Shang Ge.
She... knew intuitively that she was in trouble.
However, she didn't know where she went wrong. She turned to look at Zhan Zhenyi. His expression did not change, but his faint sigh was clearly a sign of resignation.
Bai Wuyin roared and sang and closed his eyes.
Everything... is irreversible!
For people like Zhu Ziqi, it can only stimulate what he dare not face, but it cannot stimulate what he is afraid of. The thing he dare not face is that Song Yi died because of him. It is precisely because he dare not face it that he
Put all the blame on Zhan Zhenyi and even Bai Wuyin.
But what he was afraid of was that Song Yi would hate him if he knew this.
Because I am still a little scared, I am afraid.
Zhan Zhenzhen told him what he didn't dare to face, just to stimulate his mental breakdown and give the two of them an opportunity.
But what Zhu Ziqi is afraid of cannot be said, because it will only stimulate him to take the wrong approach and go even more extreme.
This is a psychological battle. It turns out that Zhan Zhenyi has firmly gained the upper hand and everything is under control...
But now, Shang Ge brought up this obvious matter and said that once the last shackles in his heart collapsed, he would form the thought of breaking the pot and breaking the pot: he has killed so many people, he doesn't care about these two, since he already hated them before
If he is killed now, what will happen?
Zhu Ziqi slowly raised his head and recovered as before. No, the smile on his lips became crueler and his eyes became more fierce.
Before anyone could react, he raised his hand, and the sword in his hand flew into Zhan Shiyi's chest with a flowing light. The sword penetrated so deep that the entire blade did not penetrate into his chest.
Only the hilt of the sword was left shaking slightly in the wind.
Shangge's eyes widened, he didn't dare to blink or move, and his heart felt empty for a moment.
Zhan Shiyi was in such light, Zhan Yan smiled at her.
There was no resentment or regret in that smile, just a smile that was so pure that it made her heart so numb that she couldn't feel the pain.
Bright red blood gushes out from his wound and wets his clothes in a moment. He didn't seem to feel the pain. He just looked at Shang Ge with a smile and fell back softly. From beginning to end, he just watched.
When he sang, he didn't even look at the culprit Zhu Ziqi.
Is this the end?
When Zhan Shiyi fell down, Shangge couldn't believe it: Did the life of the mighty Eastern Emperor Chong'en, who descended to earth and reincarnated, end like this?
She doesn't believe it!
Don't believe it at all!
Bai Wuyin suddenly roared: "Zhu Ziqi, I will kill your whole family!" Supported by this anger, he actually broke free from the shackles of Zhu Ziqi's spell, jumped up and ran towards Zhu Ziqi.
It's a pity that in the end, a mortal body is no match for Zhu Ziqi's evil power. Before Bai Wuyuan could reach Zhu Ziqi, he saw a burst of black energy burst out from Zhu Ziqi's whole body. The black energy seemed to be born with aura, and spontaneously formed a natural barrier in an instant.
Before Wu Yuan could get close, he would be violently ejected in an instant.
Bai Wuyuan felt like he was struck by lightning, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He fell further and harder, and it seemed that he was even more seriously injured than Zhan Zhenyi!
Zhan Shiyi lay on the grass, motionless. Bai Wuyin struggled to move, but stopped moving.
This change happened in just an instant. Shangge couldn't react at all, and the two people over there had already fallen down.
Zhu Ziqi came forward, first sniffed Bai Wuyuan's breath, and then turned to check Zhan Shiyi. He squatted in front of Zhan Shiyi for a long time, and opened his eyes in surprise, as if he didn't quite understand.
"They..." After a long while, he finally spoke up.
Zhu Ziqi stood up calmly: "They are all dead."
died……
died……
Shangge closed his eyes: "You lied to me."
"Come and see for yourself." Zhu Ziqi's mouth moved slightly, and the immortal rope tied to her body was suddenly retracted and returned to Zhu Ziqi's sleeves.
As soon as her hands were free, Shang Ge immediately rushed towards Zhan Zhenyi. She stared blankly at his face for a long time before she remembered anything. She reached out to the tip of his nose with a trembling hand and put it there.
The hands were shaking violently.
For a long time, I didn't feel anything. His face was calm and indifferent, just as cold as the first time he saw it, but the smile at the corner of his mouth froze on his lips, bringing out a gentle feeling for no reason. Shangge's hand passed from his nose
She slid the end down and gently touched his facial features, only to feel a sharp pain in the back of his head.
Zhu Ziqi paid attention to her every move, but made no preparations to resist.
He had already given up everything and didn't care about her revenge.
He stood up without saying anything while singing, ran to Bai Wuyuan's side, and repeated the action just now.
She still didn't say anything, but dragged Bai Wuyuan over and placed him next to Zhan Shiyi.
Then, she knelt down in front of the two of them.
Zhu Ziqi felt more and more confused and couldn't wait any longer, so he reminded her first: "They are already dead."
"I know." Shang Ge slowly raised her head, her face calm to the point of indifference. She looked at Zhu Ziqi and said word by word: "They are all dead. They died in your hands."