Looking at Song Yu's crazy appearance, the little girl's eyebrows frowned slightly imperceptibly, hesitated for half a minute, and put his fingertips on Song Yu's shoulders again, and his eyelids slowly drooped, avoiding his burning gaze. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"I took Mr. over ......"

Song Yu slowly raised his eyelids, looking at his evasive eyes, Song Yu staggered to his feet, dragged his heavy steps, and walked over in a trance. After the long hallway, there was a white patch in front of me, and the spirit flags were blown in the wind and shivered, making a terrifying sound.

The white stabbing that greeted his eyes suddenly filled his pupils with a crystal clear mist, Song Yu subconsciously closed his eyes, and his body shook slightly. The little guy next to him quickly grabbed him, rolled his dry throat a few times, slowly lowered his eyelids, and looked at his pale handsome face.

Song Yu raised his fingertips, gently stroked his chest, gasped for breath, and his thin chapped lips trembled lightly a few times before he slowly opened his eyes.

In front of him, except for the dazzling white, all the other colors of the outside world had turned gray, as if he had lost his soul, he slowly brushed away the fingertips of the little guy climbing on his body, stared at the front with a sloppy gaze, raised his heavy steps again, and walked towards the hall like a doll.

The slender fingertips touched the brown door frame, Song Yu's lips trembled slowly a few times, and the black pupils were filled with mist and glowing with a little starlight. He tilted his head slightly, looked at the roof, took a deep breath, and the tip of his nose turned crimson. The fingertips pinching the door frame were clenched tightly, the green tendons on the back of his hands protruded, and the ruddy fingertips became white.

The mourning hall in front of him was laid out simply and simply, Song Yupan's fingertips on the door frame hung down weakly, raised his feet and stepped into the threshold, and his white clothes slowly crossed a graceful arc in mid-air, and finally fell.

He lowered his head, sobbed a few lowly, and raised his head again, his pupils turning scarlet. His fingertips gently caressed the sandalwood tablet, his eyes were firmly fixed on the flowing handwriting, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, suppressing great pain.

In the end, I was left alone...... Senior brother and teacher...... Why? Why did the two most important people in my life have to abandon me? Brother...... Thinking about it, Song Yu laughed stupidly, his tone was full of irony, I'm afraid, in this life, I won't have a day of harmony with Brother Xing!

Suddenly, he slowly picked up the tablet on the desk, carefully held it in his arms, rubbed it gently, slowly raised his head, and stared at the black coffin placed behind the desk.

"Sir...... Mr. ......" The little guy behind him hurriedly ran in, staring at Song Yu's slender figure, he considered it for a while, and tentatively spoke: "Sir, Mr. Xing said that he wanted to see you......"

The little girl's voice came slowly, Song Yu came back to his senses, listening to what he said, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he pondered for a moment in a daze, only then did he tilt his head slightly, and caught a glimpse of the little girl's respectful posture, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked.

"Oh? Then invite Mr. Xing in! ”

Hearing this, the little guy raised his eyelids slightly, staring at Song Yu's somewhat weird smile, and suddenly, he felt a chill all over his body, and he always felt that kind of smile had a sense of calculation. He answered softly, then bowed slightly, and came out.

…………

Xing Zhong saw Song Yu's tall figure standing in the center of the mourning hall from a distance, and his footsteps paused slightly, and only after a moment did he raise his steps again and slowly walked in.

There was the sound of rustling footsteps behind him, Song Yu's hands hidden in his sleeves tightened slightly, his teeth were clenched tightly, the muscles on his cheeks became stiff, and his body was covered with cold air.

Xing Zhong stepped on the last step, looking at the handwriting on the tablet that was quietly erected on the desk, the whole person was in a trance for a moment, as if a huge stone was pressed on his chest, and his breathing became a little difficult. How so? What's really going on with this? Really never see that old man who is kind and stern to himself?

He thought, his hands shrunk in his sleeves, couldn't help but tremble, realizing his attitude, he gritted his teeth, secretly warned himself that he couldn't forget the purpose of coming today, forced his face to regain a nonchalant expression, and walked in.

Song Yu turned around slowly, and found that Xing Zhong's gaze fell in the direction of the case, and with a sarcastic smile on his face, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "I don't know why Brother Xing came here today?" Could it be that it's just a simple visit? ”

Listening to Song Yu's sarcastic tone, Xing Zhong didn't get angry, but frowned almost imperceptibly, and then quickly changed into a nonchalant posture, rubbing his hands against each other, raising his cheeks, and looking arrogant.

"Of course not, I came today to fish ......for that abyss," he said, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, looking a little weird.

Hearing this, Song Yu was a little stunned, he didn't expect him to make such an excessive request, his temples jumped suddenly, he felt that he was about to vomit out a mouthful of old blood, his whole body trembled slightly, he felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost fell down.

Holding the desk with his fingertips, his fingertips pinched the edge of the table tightly, and slowly raised his head to look at Xing Zhong who was standing against the light. The expression on his face was not clear, and Song Yu only felt a feeling of fear rising from the soles of his feet, as if he was ...... Thinking about it, he shook his head slightly and sneered, no...... Yes, he's not the boy he was many years ago.

"Why do you think I gave you this abyss fishing?"

Xing Zhong had a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes slightly, stared at the man who seemed to be weak and holding the desk, raised his eyebrows, stretched out his fingers, fiddled with his sleeves embroidered with dark lines, smiled wickedly at the corners of his mouth, and said in a light tone: "Oh? Could it be that you think this abyss fishing is useful to you? ”

After a pause, without waiting for Song Yu to answer, he continued: "Xuanyuan fishing is the most benevolent thing in the world, and it is destined to be the most powerful person in the world who is qualified to have it. ”

Song Yu gritted his teeth angrily, the green tendons on the back of his hand pinching the corner of the table burst out, and the drooping eyelids covered the look of the black pupils, if he looked carefully, he could definitely see that his body was trembling slightly.

I don't know why, Xing Zhong always felt that he gave up the idea of going against him for a moment, but for a moment, he gave up the little compassion in his heart. (To be continued.) )