“…… Chu Chi? Ling Hanluo's voice was very soft, no resentment, no joy or sorrow.

“…… No...... No...... I...... I ......" Qu Shui wanted to deny, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Zong Lan has always suspected that several sons want to be unfavorable to the little son, but she never thought that there was an enemy eyeliner lurking around her.

"Does what happened along the way have anything to do with you?"

"I didn't...... I never wanted to hurt Childe, I don't know who they are, please believe me. What's more, the eldest brother is dead, how can he let people murder the son. ”

Ling Hanluo looked at him coldly. Qu Shui's pitch black corresponds to the cold and snow-white, two extremes, as if hiding a deep hatred that can't be subsided.

"The second son doesn't need to panic, now that his identity has been revealed, kill him to avenge your father and the heroic spirit of the Chu family." Yuan Changhong showed a grim look and led Qu Shui to the opposite position.

"You lie, and your father dies with a smile, how can you hate? What's more, my eldest brother told me to protect him, how could I hurt him. This was the last thing Chu Yu said to Qu Shui when he was on his way to life. After all, there was still one person in the entire Chu family who survived.

"You don't hate me?" Ling Hanluo's calm voice came into Qu Shui's ears, Qu Shui shouldn't raise his head, he could only lower his head and listen.

"I hate you, but I have no reason to kill you. …… I don't understand, big brother, he wants to protect you, he sees you as his life, but he died because of you. ”

Ling Hanluo squatted down and looked into Qu Shui's eyes. "Hate? What a hot feeling, you hate me, and who will bear my hatred? ”

Qu Shui widened in shock.

Ling Hanluo slowly stood up and said no more. His heart hurts, who curses him for not having a heart, who says that he has lived in a cage woven by others all his life.

"The person in the world who is not qualified to question me is you." He wanted to forget his past, he thought he was dead, and those memories should be forgotten with his rebirth, but why was it still so clear.

Yuan Changhong saw that there was no way to lead Qu Shui as an accomplice, and he was angry. Both brothers were of the same virtue, and they forsaken the hatred of killing their father and fell at the feet of their enemies.

"Hmph, you, like your eldest brother, are killing yourself." Speaking of Chu Yu, Yuan Changhong was both sad and angry.

The tragedy of his life is related to only one person, he originally thought that he would not be blinded by hatred, and when the people around him died one by one, he found that hatred was very easy, and only hatred could keep him alive.

Such a man was sad, and he suddenly burst out laughing, and fell into his own madness, and it was raining so hard outside the house that thunder and lightning were so thunderous and lightning that even their voices were almost buried.

There was a strong aroma wafting from the inn, and in this case, you didn't have to think about it to know that there was something wrong with the aroma, but even if you held your breath immediately, it still made people lose their strength.

Qinghuayin and Manjusri lay on the table, breathing rapidly, and their bodies seemed to be as heavy as lead. Sha Curtain still sat quietly on the bench, shaking the folding fan in his hand in a chic manner. Zong Lan and Hollyhock, who were standing beside Ling Hanluo, could no longer support themselves kneeling on the ground, and even so, they were still struggling to support themselves. Xiu Chenyan stood behind Ling Hanluo, his hand holding the sword trembling slightly. Only Xiao Shichen slept soundly.

"Hahahaha......"

"This hypnotic incense is really vulgar, it smells too strong, it is easy to be noticed, and it is unbearable." Sha Mujie elegantly shook the folding fan in his hand, seemingly careless, and the words he said only made Yuan Changhong snort contemptuously.

In fact, this aroma is like sandalwood, sandalwood is a common incense, many big families will use it, it is this aroma that is easy to make people relax their vigilance, but this fragrance is slightly stronger than sandalwood, like an inferior product. For the rich boy who uses incense all year round, smelling this inferior product, he can't help but feel tacky.

Ling Hanluo never used incense, he only had a natural fragrance of bamboo leaves.

Yuan Changhong looked down on Sha Mujue on the surface, but he was already shocked in his heart, and his every move seemed to have been noticed by Sha Mujue.

The lighter the sand curtain was, the more frightened he became.

At this moment, he could only fight quickly, the bows and arrows outside the house were shooting as fast as rain, Xiu Chenyan wanted to protect Ling Hanluo, but he couldn't ignore Qinghuayin and Xiao Shichen and the others who had lost their self-protection. Fortunately, Sha Mujue was a smart man, and immediately rushed out of the inn gate, disrupting the archers' attack. In a moment, the whole inn was in chaos, and the rain covered it up in the dark night.

As soon as the curtain came down, the candles in the inn were overturned, and in this darkness, they could only rely on hearing the sound to defend their positions. It was not easy to light the flint and light the candles, and the originally neat inn no longer had a complete place to accommodate people's feet, because of the influence of the incense, everyone hung more or less colors.

When Xiu Chenyan couldn't find Ling Hanluo, he began to howl like an out-of-control beast.

"Luo'er."

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"Luo'er."

Xiu Chenluo was very anxious, he didn't notice Ling Hanluo when the scene was chaotic, he knew that Ling Hanluo was strong in martial arts, but people ignored it when they were worried.

Missing along with Ling Hanluo was Sha Mu Jue, who was of unknown origin, and he didn't know what he wanted to deliberately approach them. Although he doesn't look like a bad person, he is a person who is generally close to a person with a purpose.

"Brother Xiu, don't worry, his martial arts can't hurt him by ordinary people, let's calm down first." Qinghuayin's voice was still weak and her face was pale, and she stood beside Xiu Chenyan and grabbed his hand, trying to calm him down.

Xiu Chenyan was very worried about Ling Hanluo, and now he was even more sure that Ling Hanluo's identity would be extraordinary, he left two women, Manjusri Lan and Qinghuayin, to take care of the drunken Xiao Shichen, and the others scattered out to find Ling Hanluo.

This dark night, the sound of shouting can only linger in my ears, and I can't pass it on. Coupled with the fact that the wind did not stop and the torches could not be lit, and nothing could be seen in the night, they searched for a night in this bad weather, until the sun rose and the earth had new life. The tired faces couldn't hide the anxiety, and the originally smooth black hair was already messy, but the person who disappeared was never found.

Ling Han lost his way and self in the darkness, the rain eroded his heart and buried memories, the gauze hat on his head was long gone, the faint light of the town had long been left behind him, and even the only light in this dark night did not belong to him.