Even across the phone, Lu Yu seemed to be able to feel a cold smell from Meng Bingyun's words.

"I can only say try not to disappoint you, Aunt Meng." Lu Yu squinted his eyes, "Then Aunt Meng, how can I hand over Sister Cicada to you?" ”

"Don't bother with you as a brother, while you are talking to me, my people are already rushing to you. It's you, you'd better run faster, or you'll be caught by Aunt Meng and my people, beware of me hitting your board. Meng Bingyun said coldly.

"No, the game has just begun, it won't end so soon."

Lu Yu said, hung up the phone with a snap, threw the phone on the ground, stepped on the military boots, and with a pop, it was directly smashed.

From Meng Bingyun's words, it can be inferred that Lu Chan'er's mobile phone is definitely equipped with a tracker.

After stepping on the phone, Lu Yu didn't look at Lu Chan'er anymore, looking at Yuan Suiyun, who was lying on the ground, still chanting "How can I lose, how can I actually lose", he squatted down and picked up Yuan Suiyun's magic knife Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight.

Holding it in his hand, he stroked the lines on the hilt, the dark hilt was not as black as thick ink, but like the most condensed red, red purple, purple to black.

The blade of the knife is cyan, green as a distant mountain, green as eyebrows, between the lines, you can vaguely see the dark red lines, like the blood of the human body, Lu Yu squinted his eyes, felt it for a while, and obviously felt a boiling tyrannical aura.

He suddenly had an impulse in his heart, and he couldn't wait to melt into it, because he could feel that there was a very powerful power hidden in this knife.

But he quickly resisted the urge.

No matter how powerful it is, it is also the original owner of this knife.

The unwieldy power will not make him stronger, but will only destroy him.

Yuan Suiyun stared at Lu Yu and stammered, "I'm my knife." ”

"It's mine now." Lu Yu said.

Yuan Suiyun's eyes became very stupid.

"Finally, correct you for a mistake." The corners of Lu Yu's lips curled slightly, "This knife has never really belonged to you." You don't deserve him. ”

Yuan Suiyun vomited blood.

Faint to death.

Lu Yu got into Nangong Lianxing's car, and the two continued to walk down the mountain.

About fifteen minutes, a helicopter flew to the winding mountain road, hovered at a height of about five meters, and several people got down from it, carried a stretcher, and carefully lifted Lu Chan'er up and sent him to the helicopter.

Yuan woke up with the clouds slowly, revealing a pleading look, "Help me." He said, "I don't want to die." ”

"Yuan Gongzi, the master mother only ordered us to bring the young lady back, but she didn't add you."

A bearded man said coldly.

"My arm is still bleeding, if you don't save me, I'll die here." Yuan Suiyun said.

"Yuan Gongzi, everyone will die, everyone in the world can die, why can't you die?"

The bearded man smiled coldly and spit out two words that made Yuan Suiyun completely desperate, "Goodbye." ”

The helicopter took Lu Chan'er away.

The winding road quickly returned to silence, deathly silence.

The sunset has completely sunk.

In the eastern sky, a full moon rises.

Today is the night of the full moon.

Yuan Suiyun felt the cold wind in the mountains, and suddenly felt so cold.

He's blind, he can't see.

He knew there would be a moon tonight, but he couldn't imagine what the moon would look like or what color the moonlight would be.

Suddenly, he burst into tears.

It's like looking at the world.

He thought about it, and felt that life was gradually fading away from him.

He thought he was really going to die.

I don't know if there will be a little brilliance that he can see in another world?

He suddenly hated.

Hate the injustice of the sky.

What did he do wrong with Suiyun?

He just didn't want to disappoint his father, and he didn't want the world to laugh at him for being blind.

So he accepted Meng Bingyun's bewitchment and became the "knife bearer" of the Demon Gate Holy Knife "Xiaolou Listening to the Spring Rain One Night", and became a martial arts sub-saint with the quick method of the Demon Gate.

At that time, he was really happy.

He felt that he had become a strong man who stood up to the sky, no one dared to laugh at him again, and his father would be proud of him

Until just now.

He finally saw what true power was.

It wasn't yours, it's not yours after all.

How can the outer strength fill the inner nothingness?

If he could choose again, he would definitely not be bewitched by Meng Bingyun.

It's a pity in this world, how can there be any regret medicine to sell?

Knock knock

At this time, Yuan Suiyun felt a very rhythmic rhythm.

It should be in harmony with the mountain wind, reflecting the cold moon, and it is extremely harmonious.

It's footsteps.

Because his eyes can't see, his sense of hearing is extremely keen.

Even the slightest sound of footsteps can be infinitely amplified in his mind.

He was all too familiar with the sound of footsteps.

"Father, is that you?" He muttered.

"Suiyun, do you know what happened now?"

The owner of the footsteps asked softly.

The voice is cold, like a white plum blossom gradually blooming in a snowy night.

One or two, every word, is a flower.

"Father-in-law, the child knows that he is wrong. I shouldn't have betrayed you, and I shouldn't have listened to Meng Bingyun's woman's demagogy. Yuan Suiyun said that he cried directly, extremely sad.

"Actually, I don't care what Bingyun told you. My disappointment in you comes from your lack of confidence in yourself. ”

The owner of the voice remained silent at first and did not speak.

Yuan Suiyun thought that he was gone, and even thought that it was just a delusion before he died, but the voice finally came again.

It seems to be descending from the clouds, and it seems to be going up from a deep valley, even if Yuan Suiyun's hearing is ten times better than that of ordinary people, he has not judged where the owner of the voice is.

"What should the child do, father-in-law?" Yuan Suiyun said.

"Suiyun, as a whetstone, your mission has been completed, and I am here to send you on your last journey."

The owner of the voice said.

"Whetstone"

Yuan Suiyun silently recited these three words, and suddenly laughed miserably.

"Father, I see, I see. Haha, you deceived us so miserably, it turns out that the three of us are all whetstones for our younger brother? Father-in-law, why are you doing this to us, you should know, the three of us, but you are your biological father. Yuan Suiyun roared in his last voice.

It was the most helpless and deepest despair after the entire worldview completely collapsed and decayed.

Hysteria.

"Suiyun, you are wrong, I accepted you as a righteous son, and I really regarded you as my own son, including Kuafu and Muye, the same, I owe you nothing."

"But, father-in-law, you just said that I was the whetstone of my evergreen brother." Yuan Suiyun shouted.

"The whetstone, it's mutual." His voice became a little cold, "Suiyun, don't you understand it until now?" If Changqing wins you, you are his whetstone, and if Changqing dies in your hands, then he is the whetstone. Know Miao Jiang's Gu raising. ”

Yuan Suiyun nodded.

"I put the three of you and my own son in a Gu vat, an absolutely fair environment, whoever bites the other three to death will be the final victor and the Gu King. When the time comes, I will pass on the position of the head of the Lu clan to him. I didn't give Changqing any preferential treatment, on the contrary, I gave the three of you the most powerful resources. Suiyun, you are defeated in the hands of Changqing, that can only mean that you are not a qualified Gu worm. ”

The voice grew ethereal and cold.

"Father-in-law, raising Gu Changqing is your own son, and we are all your righteous sons. Don't you have the slightest compassion in your heart? Yuan Suiyun said in a mournful voice, with the deepest despair in his voice.

"Follow the clouds, the way of the sage, there are only rules, no **. I'm only responsible for making the rules, and I forgot to tell you that when I was able to become the head of the Lu clan, I also killed my three righteous brothers with my own hands. ”

After hearing this, Yuan Suiyun laughed miserably.

He laughed three times, then tilted his neck and died.

And the owner of the voice was actually three meters in front of Yuan Suiyun's corpse.

He looked at the corpse of his son, was silent for about five seconds, and then turned to leave.

The moonlight grew lighter and lighter, pouring on his back, making him look somewhere between real and unreal.

"There are ants under the saints."

He spat out seven words and faded into the darkness.

It's as if he never appeared.