The anger in the heart is like a prairie fire, only killing, only blood can contain the infinite anger in the heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Killing seems to be an addictive thing, and when you feel resentment in your chest, it seems that no matter what you do, you can't calm the anger in your heart, and killing becomes the only way to stop your anger. When Lin Fei put the dagger on Zhou Yiming's neck, God knows how much perseverance he used to cut Zhou Yiming's throat.

After several women told Lin Fei the general direction, he left on his own, and in the dark night, he was the only one who walked quickly. The small courtyard in front of him was as light as a bean, and Lin Fei turned over and crossed the tall courtyard wall, and kicked the door open with a dagger.

In the house, Wu Erniang was kneeling in front of the statue of Guanyin devoutly, kowtowing like pounding garlic, as if the gods were babbling something in their mouths. The door of the house was kicked open violently, and Wu Erniang, who was focused, reacted for a long time, and saw a person rushing in with a sharp blade like a fierce god, and the whole person collapsed to the ground at once.

"Are you poisoned?" Lin Fei asked softly.

"No...... It's not me, it's ...... Others asked me to do this, I ......" Wu Erniang defended inarticulately, and the threat of death suppressed her temper that had been commanding in the past.

"Your son poisoned you, right? Was it Wenji who instructed him? Lin Fei Angtian sighed and said, "I hurt her, I hurt my mother." Wenji, if I don't kill you, I will not be a man. ”

"Don't kill me, don't kill me......" Wu Erniang kept the table legs, and kept repeating this sentence with words in her mouth.

Lin Fei, who no longer wanted to talk nonsense with this woman, had a fierce light in his eyes, and the dagger went straight into Wu Erniang's chest. "Killing people to pay off debts and paying off debts, you understand this truth."

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"Bastard, stupid, how could I believe such a stupid person so easily." In the Suzaku Palace, Wen Ji paced left and right, and the calmness of the past was completely gone, and the broken porcelain bowl fell on the ground.

As time passed, Bunji gradually calmed down. The reason why he agreed to let Zhou Yiming implement this strategy at the beginning was that he thought that Long Xi was not at ease with Wu E, who was far away in Tianqing Mansion, after all, they were hundreds of miles away from each other, and Wu E's only brother was killed by Long Yiming's order. With his many years of understanding of Long Boil, he must also be uneasy about Wu E. As for why Wu E was chosen to take charge of the army in the first place, maybe it was this kid's good luck, or maybe it was due to Zhu Dake's recommendation, these are not important, the important thing is that he has become the climate now.

Wenji believes that today's Wu E also makes Long Xi jealous, so what he does is what Long Xi wants. So even if there are all kinds of indications that the person who killed Wu E's mother is the one behind it, so what? In this Qinglong Mountain, as long as Long Xi doesn't want to kill him, no one can touch him, and he is convinced of this.

But this time it was different, Zhou Yiming, that idiot, actually took Long Xi's daughter hostage by the way, if it weren't for the fact that one of the people sent by Long Xi to find someone who had a master of a secret weapon, his daughter would have been killed at that time. The little girl named Long Ling'er, Wen Ji has seen it a few times, if it weren't for the ugly black birthmark on her face, she would definitely be a beauty when she grows up. He knows very well the importance of his daughter to the dragon boil, when the brothers fought together from the bloody storm, no matter how bad the environment was, he protected his daughter from harm, and even his arm was cut off by his daughter by life.

Now what? Wen Ji sat on the steps in a gloomy manner, and in the empty hall, there were only candles gently swaying in the wind. Dragons have reverse scales, and if they touch it, they will die. Now he has touched the scales of the dragon's boil, and the disaster is only in the mite. Although there is no direct evidence that he instructed Zhou Yiming to do it, it is a fact that he has been to the Vermilion Bird Palace, as long as this matter is investigated carefully, he Wenji will not be able to escape from it. And I'm afraid that if I go down with a few whips, the kid surnamed Zhou will recruit everything. Just the fact that Long Ling'er was almost killed was enough for Long to make a move on him.

In just a moment, a thought flashed through Wenji's mind, that is, to escape, he couldn't put his life on the mercy of Long Boil. What's more, he has known each other for many years, and he knows better that in addition to treating his daughter, Long Xi is almost a cold-blooded person, ruthless to himself, and even more ruthless to the enemies who have offended him.

Fortunately, it is not too late now, judging from the news from the Qinglong Palace, Zhou Yiming has just been captured, and the interrogation will take some time. Even if he confesses immediately, the confession must be handed over to Long Xi to decide by him first, so it will take some time, and then he will have enough time to deploy people and the distance between the two places. What is certain now is that he must go, but how? Is it just running away empty-handed, like a lost dog, if so, what is the difference between it and death?

Wen Ji jumped up from the ground violently, picked up the banknotes on the case, and wrote hard, and in a matter of moments, he had already written three letters.

"Someone, is there anyone alive at the door?" Wenji roared.

The little guy outside the door immediately walked in when he heard the sound, "You send these three letters out immediately, hurry up!" ”

After the letter was sent, Wen Ji glanced around at the empty hall and kicked the case in front of him with a fierce kick. With a fierce face, he said: "You forced me, you forced me, Long Xi, we have been brothers for many years, and today it will end here." ”

A fire rose into the sky, and the people who were already asleep were woken up by the sound of gongs and drums that resounded through the cottage, and the people who were in a daze saw the skyrocketing fire, and ran to their houses without thinking about turning around. After a while, they all rushed out one by one, but the difference was that they were carrying barrels and tubs in their hands, obviously to put out the fire.

At the same time, in the back house of the Qinglong Palace, which was ten miles away, a sturdy man also saw the sky-high fire at this time, and the man's eyes were stunned to look at the sky-high fire.

The moonlight hit the man's face through the clouds, the knotted stubble, the resolute countenance, without a trace of emotion, like a statue, but full of majesty.

"Longtou, Ling'er has slept peacefully, this girl is very bold, as if she has nothing to do, but she keeps talking to me and asking me to tell you, don't blame Brother Lin. Who is this Brother Lin? The concubine behind him whispered.

"Hmph, Ling'er suffered this catastrophe and almost died, how could she say that she would be able to do it without blaming her." Long Xi turned around and said, "You will send some more people to escort the boy surnamed Lin over to me, and kill him with the surname Zhou." ”

One of the guards took the order and left, and Long Xi glanced at the people standing behind him: "You guys go down, I want to stay alone for a while." ”

The concubines and guards standing behind them all dispersed. Long Xi stood alone on the side of the corridor, looking at the direction of the fire with deep eyes, and muttered in his mouth: "Wenji, you and my brother still parted ways, and in the end you still chose to believe in yourself!" ”