However, there was no pause in the steps of Gu Chengsu's feet, but when he was about to pass by Song Yuanqiao, his feet paused for a moment without obeying the call.

In fact, since the appearance of this young man, Song Yuanqiao's body has been in a stiff state.

Because this young boy is exactly the same as his Qingshu chief. However, he also understood......

He is not a green book.

Because of his Qingshu, it was clear that he died in the hands of his Song Yuanqiao.

His figure did not move, his eyes were still staring at the trickling river under the bridge, he sighed deeply, his tone was surprisingly calm, as if he was talking to himself: "In my life Song Yuanqiao, I think I have only done one wrong thing, and I heard that Mr. Gucheng is the Sai Zhuge next to Chen Youliang, the art of war, and the fortune telling. I don't know if it is possible to calculate, what is what Song said? ”

Xiaolongren saw that Gu Cheng Su's expression was wrong, and his impression of Gu Cheng Su was extremely bad, so he almost hated to finish him off with his own hands!

Then he replied disgustedly: "Fortune teller? Please prepare a thousand taels of silver first, and then come to talk. Moreover, you slapped your son Song Qingshu to death with your own hands, no one knows! ”

Song Yuanqiao laughed when he heard this: "Yes, yes, no one knows, no one knows!" Everyone says that tigers don't eat their children, but I, but I ......"

Regret it now?

Xiaolongren slandered, but he didn't believe his confession very much, but followed his meaning and said: "But you killed him with your own hands, because you never believed him from beginning to end!" With a father like you, Song Qingshu, it's better to be dead! lest you ......"

Song Yuanqiao looked up to the sky and smiled, turned around, walked towards the lonely city with his hands, and walked to his left side, staring intently at the lonely city.

He and Song Qingshu were originally two extremes, Song Qingshu was humble, but he was used to being high in the lonely city, so naturally he wouldn't be able to bear even a look.

Song Yuanqiao was silent for a long time before he said, "Indeed, he is indeed a good death." ”

Gu Chengsu's heart beat sluggishly, and he clenched the little dragonman's hand into a fist, and his nails pierced deeply into the back of the little dragonman's hand.

He looked at him, and couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in his heart, "Senior Song, if time can be turned back, do you believe your own son Song Qingshu, or do you believe Chen Youliang's words...... Keep killing him? ”

In fact.

Lonely City Su didn't know why he would ask such a thing for Song Qingshu...... He felt that he was a little troubled.

Because of Song Yuanqiao, heh......

The scar that had been hidden for two years was uncovered again, Song Yuanqiao's expression changed, he first snorted coldly, reined in his thoughts, and said a little cruelly: "Chen Youliang is now an elder of the second bag of beggars, if he is not a righteous gentleman, why did he sit in that position, besides, he has no grudge against me, why lie to me?" And the corpse of the junior ......"

Gu Chengsu's eyes were cold, and his heart was instantly sad, "You, don't believe in your son? ”

Song Yuanqiao frowned, not knowing why this young man wanted to ask the question he had always wanted to avoid, Sen Ran said: "There is no wind and no waves, if he hasn't done it, why would Chen Youliang slander him!" Flies don't bite seamless eggs, Xiao San was sent by me to take care of his diet and daily life, there are few people there, even if it is not him, it has a lot to do with him! ”

When Xiaolongren heard this, he almost didn't get angry, but after thinking about it again, forget it, this Song Qingshu is indeed damned.

When Qin Hui slandered the anti-gold hero General Yue, he used this trumped-up charge. The two of them are mortal enemies, and General Yue will accept this crime!

But Song Yuanqiao, Song Qingshu is your own son, your own son!