Chapter 62: Another Death
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When everyone downstairs felt tight, a strange atmosphere spread.
Quiet, dead silence. The East Wing Loft is located in a courtyard full of flowers, and the time is only the beginning of autumn, which is the time when the insects and birds are most active.
But at this moment, the insects and birds seemed to smell the smell of blood in the air that was a little stronger than before, and dispersed! The current manor looks green, but it is covered with a dead air!
Ling Yuxiang said nothing with a calm face, and was the first to go up to the attic, and everyone stopped showing off their light skills, and slowly walked up the stairs according to Ling Yuxiang.
The short staircase was very heavy, and they all hoped that the staircase would not be finished. Because they already have that answer in their hearts. And this answer is unbearable for several people who have lost a brother who is a close brother.
But after all, there is an end to the stairs, Ling Yuxiang just stood at the door of the room, the door was wide open, and everyone also walked to Ling Yuxiang's side to look at Jin Shenghuang who was lying in a pool of blood and Gu Jingyuan who was lying on the bed with a frightened face.
Liu Jiyan walked to the side of the bed, closed Gu Jingyuan's wide eyes, sighed, shook his head, took out the cigarette and took two puffs. In the twilight, the flaming smoke flickered brightly.
The sheets were a blinding red of blood, and everything in the vicinity was stained red with the blood that flowed from his body. There were even some that flowed onto Jin Shenghuang's face under the bed, and the blood stains of the two were connected, as if to declare that there are not enough brothers in this life, and they will still be the best brothers in the next life after they die!
Sometimes death is a cruel thing, but sometimes it's even more cruel to those who are standing.
Ling Yuxiang suddenly turned into a thin old man, he had never looked at anyone, this dominating "Sky Cross Sword" Ling Yuxiang was so old and so thin.
Murong Shuiyun's whole body trembled slightly, and in the twilight, his face was full of tears.
Shen Cuogu squeezed in from the crowd, knelt down under Jin Shenghuang and Gu Jingyuan, took out a dagger from his arms, and put it on his chest. Qi Sheng said: "Fifth brother, fourth brother is sorry for you!" I'll go down to accompany you and the third brother! ā
As soon as the words fell, as soon as the dagger in his hand was given, the dagger stabbed into his chest, and Shen Cuo's face turned white, but he gritted his teeth and didn't cry out in pain. Keep pushing it in!
"You're just dead? Who will help your brother get revenge? Will your eldest brother and second brother still be able to withstand the pain of losing a brother? Selfish cowards! Cangzhou Five Dragons? In the future, it will be called Cangzhou Four Dragons and a worm! ā
Shen Cuogu stopped, the dagger was still inserted in his chest, and it was half a finger deep, as long as it went a little further, it would touch the heart.
Shen Cuo turned his head in astonishment and looked at Fu Chu with an angry face! Look at this young man who made him lose face last night.
"I have an apprentice! The young dart head of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, the Fuwei Dart Bureau knows, the whole dart bureau went up to the head of the dart head and down to the family and the servants were all killed by the Qingcheng faction! He has fallen from a pampered boy to a down-and-out bum! Even the corpses of his parents can't be sent back to his hometown for burial!
"You think you're miserable? You at least have your eldest brother, your second brother, your friends all over the world, and your martial arts! He has nothing left, even that martial arts is the most inferior, is he holding a dagger like you, cowardly committing suicide to escape everything? He didn't! He went around to learn from teachers and practiced hard, just to one day kill the enemy under the sword! You are not as determined as a hairy boy, what kind of person in the martial arts are you still vainly proclaiming! ā
Shen Cuogu's chest kept rising and falling, and the dagger actually pierced a few more points with the undulation. Shen Cuogu seemed to be unaware, looking at everyone blankly, and finally his eyes fell on Ling Yuxiang, who was already old.
"Big brother! I killed my fifth brother! ā
"We don't feel that way! Neither did the fifth brother! ā
Shen Cuo snorted in pain, fell on Jin Shenghuang, and cried. It's not like a proud martial arts celebrity at all, but more like a child who has been forgiven for doing wrong things.
Murong Shuiyun walked to Shen Cuogu's side and helped him up, only to find that he had already fainted, and the dagger on his chest was still clearly inserted into Shen Cuogu's chest.
Murong Shuiyun gritted his teeth, pulled out the dagger hard, and Shen Zhuogu, who was unconscious, snorted in pain, his brows furrowed. As soon as the dagger was drawn, blood trickled out of his chest.
Murong Shuiyun ordered a few acupoints to stop bleeding but it was not easy at all, Murong Shuiyun hurriedly got up, Lu Xiaofeng also increased his finger strength when he came closer, and even a few big points were still useless, the blood was just a little smaller, but it still couldn't be stopped.
Ling Yuxiang hurriedly called someone to find Lang Zhong. Fu Chu said lightly: "No need, the blood in my heart can't be stopped." It's too late to call Lang Zhong! ā
Ling Yuxiang panicked for a while. Fu Chu sighed and tore off a piece of Lu Xiaofeng's clothes on the side. Kick over a chair and remove the legs. The garment was wrapped around the leg of the chair to make a simple torch.
Fu Chu walked up to Liu Jiyan, snatched the cigarette stick from his mouth, and hung a small bag on the cigarette stick, and there was a piece of paper in the small bag, some tobacco leaves, and a small fire fold.
Fu Chu lit the torch with a fire fold and returned the cigarette stick to Liu Jiyan's hand, Liu Jiyan slowly took the cigarette stick, and no one noticed that Liu Jiyan's thick back was already soaked!
Fu Chu walked up to Murong Shuiyun, who looked worried.
"What are you going to do?"
"Hemostasis"
Murong Shuiyun said angrily: "What are you doing with the torch to stop the bleeding?" ā
Ling Yuxiang shouted, "Shut up! ā
Murong Shuiyun still wanted to speak, but seeing that Shen Cuogu, who was still bleeding, he shut up! I can't let myself be a brother again, or commit suicide!
Fu Chu expressionlessly tore the clothes on Shen Cuogu's chest, revealing his chest, which had been infected with blood. There was a small hole in the heart that was bleeding out.
Fu Chu pressed the torch against the wound, and in an instant, a smell of flesh covered the smell of blood in the room, and Shen Cuogu, who was unconscious, groaned in pain.
Murong Shuiyun saw Fu Chu and pushed Fu Chu to check the injuries of Shen Cuogu, the wounds had been scorched, and the flesh and blood that was already turning outward were even more hideous after being scorched. But the blood was shed.
Fu Chu said lightly: "It's just pain if it's scorched, it won't die, if you stop it, the bleeding will kill him!" ā
Murong Shuiyun stomped his foot hatefully, snatched the torch from Fu Chu's hand and said, "I'll come."
Then he closed his eyes and personally placed the torch on the wound!
For a while, all that was left in the room was the sound of stabbing torches burning, and the murmur of Shen Wrong Bone's pain!