For Liu Shiyi, who thought that he had just returned from the hell of death and would fall into hell at any time, he felt unprecedented fear, which he could not get rid of with the beliefs in his heart.

He collapsed, terrified that he would be a ghost in the next moment.

"Please—leave me alone, I don't know anything." He... Don't want to die.

"If you don't say anything, just continue to fall into the darkness." Mu Lingyi said coldly.

"No!" He shouted in fear.

He does not fall into darkness, for the Lord has said that they are the people of light.

He didn't want to become insensitive in the dark and wait, not even knowing how he died.

Their mission is bright!

This man wants to know, and tell him himself!

"You let me go! We don't have any purpose, we just want to take back everything we have and dominate the world! ”

But such a sentence, if it is a convicting testimony when it is in court, but now, it is meaningless to Mu Lingyi.

"What I want to know is - where Yin Lu is, who is in command of you."

His tone was still cold, still with murderous aura, which made Liu Shiyi feel that he couldn't fool the person in front of him.

There are ways for such a person to torture himself, and when he collapses, it is in his hands, not in his own hands.

"Where the Lord is, no one will ever know! The one who commanded us was already dead, dead. ”

Mu Lingyi instantly understood what his sentence contained.

Lord, it is Yin Lu, so these things are really as Yan Er said, Su Qiyan's power has been completely emptied.

And the one who died, the one who died in his mouth, was Bai Yi!

"Bai Yi is not dead." He spoke, testing him, trying to get him to give a more definite answer.

"It's not Prince Bai Yi, it's Su Qiyan!" Liu Shiyi said nervously, hoping that his words would make the people on the other side believe his words.

Mu Lingyi frowned tightly and whispered: "It seems that he has been locked up for almost half a month, you don't know that Su Qiyan has returned, and he and Yin Lu are opposites." ”

Liu Shiyi was shocked, he had been in a daze for half a month, his thoughts were all chaotic, and in this place completely shrouded in darkness, there was no way to remember the time!

Damn it.

"When you came in, it happened to be the state funeral of Prince Bai Yi, so what you said must be Bai Yi." Mu Lingyi said with a calm face and looked back at Qingchi.

Qing Chi stepped forward very well and looked at Mu Lingyi's low opening, and only said one word: "Knife." ”

In this dark room that was closed without any sound, Liu Shiyi heard Mu Lingyi's voice very clearly. He kept shaking his head and said tremblingly, "I've said it all!" Please spare me. ”

"It seems that not all the people in your blessed country are not afraid of death, but there are also those who are afraid of death." Mu Lingyi spoke when he was most desperate and fearful.

Liu Shiyi didn't have time to think, he only felt that he had to keep fighting for the hope of life.

"We have to die as we deserve so that we will not be afraid, please don't kill me, I will not be your enemy again." Liu Shiyi's face was already full of tears when he felt the cold blade against his neck.

And Mu Lingyi's knife did leave his neck, but before he had time to relax, it instantly did not enter his chest.

Liu Shiyi's eyes widened instantly, and he bowed his head in disbelief.

He couldn't see, but he was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

He felt that there must be a big blood hole in his chest, because he felt that the blood in his body was about to run out.

Qingchi looked behind him and shook his head helplessly, feeling that this person was also pitiful.

Who can provoke their master, their master is famous for killing people in the door without blinking!

To provoke him, stupid!

"Please... Please..."Blood continued to flow out of Qingchi's mouth, he looked desperately and still couldn't see any darkness, and the fear in his heart continued to expand.

Fear is always boundless.

It won't stop until it drives him crazy.

Mu Lingyi knew one thing very well, so his hand, with a knife like that, pulled out of his body, and then did not enter his body.

He's - specially selected the place that will not be fatal, so that he will die of pain, but he will not die.

"Yin Lu will pay the price just like you." Mu Lingyi left this time, did not pull out the knife again, and then walked out.

He didn't speak in front of Liu Shiyi this time, but asked Qingchi to follow him to the top.

The two of them didn't speak until they saw the light.

"Master... You're... Is it to let him die there with all his blood? Qingchi said with a disgusted face, he... Very worried.

Because he did the cleaning!

When people die, they die! Why do you want to dirty the house and ask him to clean it.

Qing Chi felt extremely aggrieved but didn't dare to show it, he only dared to look at Mu Lingyi secretly, hoping that he could change his mind.

Mu Lingyi lowered his head, wiped the blood off his hands with a handkerchief, and then sorted out his cuffs in an orderly manner, not wanting to bring the blood back, showing it to his own Yan'er. After he finished tidying up, he looked at Qingchi, and said lightly: "He won't shed blood and die." ”

Qingchi instantly felt that his master was a beam of light! Dazzling, tall and tall.

But just as he was about to say that he went to see people, Mu Lingyi filled in his unfinished words.

"Half an hour later, cut off his head, give it to Liu Chengzhong, and then attach: It's much more than that, six words." After he finished speaking, he did not stop, turned and walked out of the station.

Qingchi's grievances were so great that he returned to Liu Shiyi's dark room with a sad face, watching the blood continue to drip down from his body, and then spread infinitely on the ground.

"Didi Di ....." The sound of blood dripping continued to stimulate Liu Shiyi's nerves, he broke down and shouted, broke down and cried, and his mind had already begun to pray that he would die soon! Lose consciousness quickly!

He couldn't listen to his blood dripping from his body, and he couldn't bear the tearing pain on his body.

And half an hour before he got rid of these feelings.

What Mu Lingyi wants is for him to repay Wu Tingmo's suffering.

He stood outside the post station for a while, letting the wind blow away the bloody breath on his body, and then he flew up and went to the Hou Mansion to find his Yan'er.

And Yan Le, just sat like that until Wu Yuhan entered the house, she still insisted on guarding.

Wu Yuhan didn't have anything to do with her, and he couldn't delay talking to Qi Heng any longer, so he could only go to the study with Qi Heng to finish talking about things before coming over.

When Liang Qiheng turned around, he called softly: "Spiritual pity." ”

Yan Le replied lightly and did not look up.

"I went too far with you before, I'm sorry." He looked at her thin figure and said with sincere apologies.

He- I'm sorry for her.

And not just in one aspect.

He'll change it later.

Yan Le was stunned for a moment when he heard his voice, and then he looked up, looked at him, and hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"I... Accept your apology. She didn't know what else to say behind her.

Do you persuade him to look at the opening point in the future?

Are you sorry to tell him again?

Yan Le hesitated, and finally didn't say another word, but just moved his gaze back and looked at Wu Tingmo, who was still unconscious.

Liang Qiheng is still very grateful to Yan Le for calmly accepting his explanations and redemptions after each injury. She seems to be ruthless to herself, only in rejecting that matter, then she will not mention it again in the future, and she will no longer hide from herself and rush herself.

After Liang Qiheng turned around, Yan Le couldn't help but look up at him, not knowing what he was thinking.

She really hoped that he really let go, and then get along with herself in peace like this.

In the end, Yan Le moved his gaze back and looked at Wu Tingmo again.

"Brother, cousin, he apologized, and became the same as when he was a child, accommodating Lingpity, did you say he let go?" Yan Le looked at Wu Tingmo and asked.

She knew that the only thing that would respond to her would be silence.

She didn't say anything more, just sat in front of the bed and looked at Wu Tingmo, holding his hand tightly.

When Mu Lingyi was about to enter the house, he was stopped by Pan Xia who was by the door.

Pan Xia's face was sad, and even more tearful, she said in her crying voice: "Uncle, the little lady has been sitting all morning, from last night to now, she has done nothing, just sitting like that, she doesn't get up and walk, she doesn't cry, do you think the little miss will be fine?" ”

She was very worried, if the little young lady continued like this, the second young master would wake up, and the little young lady would fall ill.

In fact, as long as Mu Lingyi went in and touched Yan Le's redder and redder face, she would know that she had already started a high fever.

It's just that except for Mu Lingyi, she didn't let anyone get close, so Wu Yuhan and Liang Qiheng, who came to see her, didn't notice it, and thought that her red and somewhat strange little face was caused by crying.

But just as Mu Lingyi stepped into the room, he heard his Yan Er's happy voice.

"Brother!" Yan Le listened to Wu Tingmo's murmur and called him happily.

"Water... Water..."Wu Tingmo whispered instinctively, he couldn't react otherwise, he couldn't answer his sister, he only knew his body, it hurt so much, and then he couldn't move, and his mouth was so dry that he felt like he was in the desert.

Yan Le leaned down and listened carefully, and after hearing clearly that he was talking about water, he was already helped up by a strong hand, and then he also sat on the edge of the bed, and carefully fed the water with a soup spoon to the mouth of the murmuring Wu Tingmo.

"Ling Yi~" Yan Le looked at the movements in Mu Lingyi's hands, and his eyes were instantly filled with tears.

But she didn't know how shocked Mu Lingyi was by her appearance at this time.

He looked at her little face red, her eyes were red like words, full of tears, and then he had just touched her body, and the temperature was about to burn him through the clothes.

His face is sick.

Damn, it was fine when I left in the morning.

Mu Lingyi's heart was extremely impatient, but he could only feed the water.

After Yan Le watched Mu Lingyi, he moved his gaze back and carefully wiped off the water dripping from Wu Tingmo's lips.