"Hurry up, it's going to collapse, let's go. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" a soldier kept shouting.

However, Gong Changqing couldn't hear it at all, just looked at the soldier who was desperately trying to kill him just now, and then fought and retreated, as if he was afraid of himself and wanted to flee.

Until the last soldier, who exited the library. Gong Changqing looked around, and it seemed that he was the only living person here. He didn't understand why the soldiers of Tanfu suddenly withdrew, and if they continued to fight, they would be killed sooner or later.

The originally clean and neat library pavilion holy land has become a cruel bloody battlefield at this time, and the lives that were still alive just now have turned into bloody corpses in the blink of an eye. Gong Changqing's feet had been stained red with a ball of blood, and the blood on his body was still dripping to the ground, and Gong Changqing, who had long been unconscious, couldn't guess whether it was his own blood or the blood of the enemy. The surroundings were still quiet, as quiet as when I came, but what my eyes saw became more and more blurry.

At this time, the library began to sway, the bricks and tiles on the roof began to pour down slowly, and the floor slabs on the second and third floors were in the shaking building, obviously unable to support the rows of thick books. The broken beam directly smashed into the bookshelf on the first floor, and the bookshelf was suddenly smashed into two sections.

Bang...

Gong Changqing suddenly felt that his eyes were very tired, but he was strong-willed and knew that he couldn't fall down at this time. A thick wooden board smashed in front of Gong Changqing, and Gong Changqing realized what was happening above his head, and the moment he looked up, a thick beam smashed straight towards his head. Gong Changqing instinctively resisted with his hands, but the beam was too heavy, and Gong Changqing was pressed to kneel directly on the ground, spitting blood, but his consciousness was more sober at this time, although he vomited blood, he still couldn't feel pain.

If you don't leave, you really can't go, and Gong Changqing instinctively wants to escape. But the shaking ground and the falling rubble made Gong Changqing unable to stand at all. The gate had been blocked by falling objects, not to mention that the soldiers of Tanfu must still be waiting outside the door. Gong Changqing stumbled to a window, but no matter how he pushed it, the window just couldn't be pushed open, Gong Changqing picked up a beam and smashed it towards the window, but the window didn't seem to be destroyed at all.

It's really heaven that will kill me, revenge has not been avenged, and the country has not been restored. Gong Changqing suddenly sneered, and turned to look at the roof that fell like raindrops.

At this moment, the few remaining candles made Gong Changqing see a living thing moving on one side, Gong Changqing thought it was the Danfu soldier he hadn't killed just now, still dying, but when he took a serious look, he saw a person in pink squatting between two rows of bookshelves; Obviously, the corners of the skirt were crushed by the collapsed bookshelf and could not be escaped.

It was her, the woman who was standing behind her just now, the woman who reminded herself of the danger. Gong Changqing was holding a dagger in his right hand, covered in blood, and slowly approached the woman in front of him.

This woman is Tan Jiaoran, the daughter of Tan Mansion, accidentally turned her foot in the chaos, although Tan Jiaoran is more courageous, but she has never seen a murder scene, seeing a life falling in front of her, she has forgotten to flee.

"Don't, don't come here." Tan Jiaoran watched in fear as Gong Changqing walked towards him covered in blood.

She had already witnessed Gong Changqing's killing just now, and she had also witnessed Gong Changqing being stabbed with a sword without the slightest reaction, and the person in front of her who was covered in blood was not a person at all, but a murderous demon.

In the face of Tan Jiaoran's helpless screams, Gong Changqing couldn't hear it at all, even if Gong Changqing didn't have a problem with his ears; But at this time, the library pavilion, Tan Jiaoran's screams, had long been drowned out by the sound of falling and collapsing.

Gong Changqing's hand fell with a knife, and Tan Jiaoran was so frightened that she suddenly fainted. Where did she think that Gong Changqing just used a knife to cut the skirt on her body that was pressed by the bookshelf.

It collapsed again, and Gong Changqing knew that he would definitely not be able to escape at this time, but his instinctive desire to survive and his determination to be unwilling to die like this, Gong Changqing held up two bookshelves and propped up a triangle, while he hugged Tan Jiaoran tightly.

Gong Changqing didn't know Tan Jiaoran's true identity yet, but when this woman saw it for the first time, she had an inexplicable desire to protect.

With a loud collapse, the entire library suddenly turned into a huge ruin.

Tan Jiaoran, who was in a coma, was awakened by the blood dripping from Gong Changqing's head. The long eyelashes flickered, and a pair of bright eyes slowly opened.

It was pitch black, Tan Jiaoran thought that she was dead, and she was killed by the murderous demon just now, and she couldn't help crying sadly in her heart. This cry, Gong Changqing naturally couldn't hear it. Tan Jiaoran suddenly felt that she was entangled in something, and reached out to wipe it, which frightened Tan Jiaoran into tears again. Tan Jiaoran touched a sticky soft thing to entangle herself, is this hell, she has never done anything bad in her life, how can she be subject to this kind of criminal law. Tan Jiaoran began to struggle, but felt that her back was leaning against a soft wall. Tan Jiaoran is getting more and more confused, whether she is dead or not now, this is the first layer of hell. Tan Jiaoran continued to grope with her hands, but suddenly touched a strange thing, it was an ear, a nose, and a mouth; Tan Jiaoran screamed again. It's a human face, a human face with a mouth still steaming.

The sky was already gray and bright, and the people of Tanfu were searching for the traces of Tan Jiaoran, the daughter of Tanfu.

"Master, it seems that Miss has never come out since she entered the library." A Tan Jiaoran maid said to Tan Daoji resignedly.

"Such an important clue, why didn't you say it earlier, if there is something wrong with the young lady, you, you..."

Everyone came to the ruins of the library pavilion and began to clean up in an orderly manner, living to see people, dead to see corpses, Tan Daoji nervously walked around the ruins. In order to kill a big thief, not to mention destroying his library, he also had to let his baby daughter be buried with him, which was a defeat that Tan Daoji had never had in his life. He couldn't wait to dig up the ruins, find the body of Gong Changqing, and then break him into thousands of pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart.

As pieces of debris and broken wood were peeled away little by little, Tan Jiaoran saw a little light appear above her head, she looked towards the light, but unexpectedly, she saw a terrifying face, a face full of blood. It's him, the murderous demon, Tan Jiaoran is afraid of the dark, and even more afraid of the unknown in the dark, so he was frightened by Gong Changqing just now. But now that Tan Jiaoran saw it clearly, she was still very nervous, whether the demon in front of her was dead or not. She reached out to touch Gong Changqing's snort, and found that Gong Changqing still had a faint breath. Tan Jiaoran suddenly remembered the previous scene again, and unconsciously made a daughter who didn't even dare to step on ants to death, have the idea of killing.

Tan Jiaoran casually touched a piece of book, made up her mind, and smashed it at Gong Changqing, but after all, she didn't know martial arts, and Gong Changqing couldn't feel pain, this smash made Gong Changqing cough a few times. Frightened, Tan Jiaoran hurriedly threw away the books and waited for death with her eyes closed.

Tan Jiaoran found that Gong Changqing didn't react, so she slowly opened her eyes, and she found that Gong Changqing's breathing was getting stronger and stronger, was he going to wake up soon. The nervous Tan Jiaoran was a little afraid of Gong Changqing, and she was also groping everywhere to see if there was anything sharp that could kill Gong Changqing at once.

Finally, Tan Jiaoran's fingers touched something, she slowly held it in her hand, and through the light on the top, Tan Jiaoran saw that it was a dagger in her hand, and this dagger was the dagger that Gong Changqing wanted to kill herself. Tan Jiaoran was not only happy in her heart, but also nervous; Because she's going to kill someone.

This dagger is a sharp weapon carried by Gong Changqing, not only sharpening iron like clay, but also not staining blood. The cold light of the dagger shook Tan Jiaoran's hand, and he couldn't help but tremble.

Tan Jiaoran plucked up her courage and pointed the tip of the dagger at Gong Changqing's throat, she only needed to push it forward gently, and the dagger could immediately pierce Gong Changqing's throat.

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