She still remembered Qinghui's milky side's hair and eyes as bright as the moon when she first saw her.

She remembered the warmth of her lips on his face.

Later, she was busy improving herself and taking revenge, but he was still by her side, wasn't he? How could it be like this between them? What happened to make Brother Qinghui's heart like death.

"Feng Qi, am I too selfish......"

Are you too accustomed to his company, so accustomed that you don't take him to heart?

Zuo Lang is gone, and Wu Yang doesn't know where to go. Now Feng Qi was left to sit on the roof with her and watch the moon. In my memory, there seems to be something as lonely as this moonlight.

"Sister, for you, maybe it's just a fall, wake up, wake up, remember. But what about us?"

Feng Qi suddenly fell silent, and he buried his head in his knees, using the excuse to hide his lonely expression.

"A hundred years of waiting, you don't understand. ”

Feng Qi's voice was very low, very quiet, so small that he couldn't hear it when the wind blew.

What's more, Qinghui has waited for a hundred years.

Day after day, year after year, waiting for the one who may never come back.

Which person can endure the loneliness after loss.

"When you didn't say goodbye, sister, we were all crazy. At that time, I had never been separated from you, nor did I expect to be separated from you. We didn't part with the heavens and the earth, but I didn't expect you to leave me behind. I was so sad during that time, I felt like you didn't want me anymore. Everyone panicked, only Qinghui, he said wait, you will come back. Then we waited for many years, and we received messages from you one after another, I wanted to go to you, but Qinghui wouldn't let me, he said, you need time. Wait, another hundred years. Then your news was cut off, and at that time, Qinghui seemed to have been away for a while, and when he came back, it was Zuo Lang. He said, you will definitely come back, no matter how long it takes, no matter how long it takes, you will come back. ”

"You see, he still understands you. ”

"Why did Wuyang call me aunt? I remember, he used to call me sister. ”

"That's because you're married to ......"

"Feng Qi!" Wu Yang didn't know when he came back, and he was standing in the courtyard and beckoned to them, interrupting Feng Qi's words. "Auntie, I'm sorry for you. We're going to take a look at it tonight. ”

"Huh?"

"I feel that this matter is not simple. ”

Not long after, the three appeared at the scene of the crime. There seemed to be a fishy sweetness of blood in the cold air, and Ah Wu frowned. Thinking of what Officer Deng said, his heart was a little hairy, and he couldn't help but grasp Wuyang with one hand and Feng Qi with the other.

"I'm a little scared, let me shake it. ”

"Don't be afraid, it's okay. ”

Wu Yang shook her hand in turn, and the warm palm carried a reassuring power.

Ah Wu took a deep breath and began to look back.

It seemed that in an instant, a sudden wave of heat hit the icy air.

Someone came in.

Not tall, about 170. An ordinary face was a little anxious, a little uneasy. He took out his ID card, and the word Du Yi was written in the name column. He swiped the number, looked around, and sat down.

The security guard sat on the chair next to him and looked away.

People came in one after another, and when he opened the curtain at the door, he could always bring some heat from the outside, Du Yi sat inside, the wind of the air conditioner was whirring at him, coupled with the occasional heat on his face, he felt like a fish in a pot, tormenting.

After waiting for a while, I heard the call. The man named Du Yi sat down at the counter with one of his backpacks.

He had one hand inside his backpack and one hand grasping the arm of the chair. The hand holding the handrail was very hard, and I could see the green tendons that burst out.

"Hello, what business do you need to handle?"

Du Yi's hand in the bag moved, pursed his lips, frowned, and his expression was serious.

"Hello, what business do you need to handle?"

The young woman inside said again with some impatience on her face.

Du Yi still didn't speak, just lowered his head, stared at the backpack in front of him, and his mouth tightened again, and he was still a little shaky.

"If you don't have any business to handle, please let ......"

"Robbery!"

The voice is not loud, two simple words, but it seems to use a lot of strength. Du Yi stood up, took out a crooked, dagger-like hey thing from his backpack, and pointed it at the staff at the counter.

The young woman's eyes widened when she heard the difference between these two words, although she saw that the man was not even a knife in his hand, she sneered, and without even calling the security guard, she directly pressed the horn to notify the next customer to come to handle the business.

Du Yi stood there and didn't leave, and said "robbery" again, he looked inside with dry eyes, pursed his mouth tightly, and his whole body was full of nervousness.

I only felt that my shoulder was patted on the shoulder, and my strength was not small.

A man with five big and three thick patted Du Yi's shoulder, pushed the person away, and directly dragged the chair and sat down:

"I said, isn't this guy crazy about money, crazy, and robbing with a......ty thing?

"Hahahaha! Fool, this is!"

"The security guards haven't called the police yet! There's a fool trying to rob the bank!"

“……”

The movement was noisy, and all kinds of ridicule poured into Du Yi's ears from all directions, he looked at the faces around with ridicule a little helplessly, those people were contemptuous in their eyes, and the corners of their mouths seemed to cut his face, only to feel that his face was hot, and his ears were full of ridicule.

He just stayed there, as if he had been frozen, and the expression on his face did not change, which was incompatible with the coldness of the room. The ridicule seemed to be encouraged by his silence, and it became even more intense, and some even laughed at his sloppy clothes stained with oil.

It was as if the switch was suddenly pressed, and the eyes that were still nervous and at a loss at first seemed to have been hit with a tube of blood with a syringe, and they instantly turned red. A fierce and violent surge poured out of his body, like a floodgate that could not be closed.

In just one moment, he was like a self-taught beast, using the most primitive and crude way to send the crooked, dagger-like black guy in his hand into the bodies of those who were still laughing at him just now, and then brought out a cavity of blood, and then into the body of another person.

In the face of resistance, he easily twisted their limbs and necks like pinching a fluttering chicken and duck, and then threw them away.

So repeatedly, a killing that was all based on physical instinct and no skill.

Du Yi's killing soon stopped, he looked at the corpses on the ground, took a deep breath, and after feeling the blood, he licked his mouth with some pleasure. A faint black mist rose all around him, becoming thicker and thicker.

This man who was still honest at first sight turned out to be enchanted.

"What's that......"

Ah Wu's face turned white, and she noticed that from the time Du Yi started killing, there was a black shadow that had been shuttling back and forth in this space, occasionally lingering on those who had been killed for a moment before leaving.

The figure seemed to feel a few people, and turned around Du Yi a few times, and then, only to see the black shadow gradually disperse, someone stood beside Du Yi, holding a bloody heart in his hand, put it in his mouth, and took a bite like eating fruit, a pair of glass-colored eyes narrowed slightly, and smiled evilly in the direction of the three people.

In an instant, the three of them came to their senses from the retrospection.

"That face just ......"

Ah Wu's miserable white face, she didn't quite believe what she saw, that face, that pair of eyes! He had taught her to practice, and he had renamed her a new name, how could that kind of elegance appear in another person!

"No, it's not......"

Wu Yang saw her in disbelief, and told her categorically that person was not.

"But that face ......"

"I said, he won't be!"

"I saw it! It's him! I can't be mistaken! It's the stinky ......."

"If I say no, it's not!"

"How could he be like this? What the hell happened, how could he ...... How can you ......?"

"Ah Wu, you are sober! He is not Wo Xue! No!" Wu Yang looked at Ah Wu, who was a little frightened, and turned her face to let her look at herself, "Uncle Wo Xue is dead, he has been dead for a long time, and he will never come back." He is not Uncle Wo Xue, and he can't be Uncle Wo Xue!"

"What do you say?"

Ah Wu felt something crack in his heart, it was cool, and it hurt a little. looked at Wuyang with empty eyes, but there was no focus, and two lines of tears couldn't stop falling.

"I said Uncle Woxue is dead and will never come back. ”