Gu Daoming was shocked under Huang Xiaowei's words and sharp eyes, and staggered back a few steps.

It is undeniable that what Huang Xiaowei said is the truth.

For those big people, whoever can give them greater benefits, they will be more inclined to whom.

What is the human touch?

Nothing .

In this prosperous capital, the surface of the seemingly infinite scenery is indifferent and ruthless underneath.

The so-called selfless saints are all objects that can only be seen from afar, and the one whose holy light can shine is not necessarily you.

All people are for themselves.

Huang Xiaowei looked at Gu Daoming, who was sitting on the ground in a gloomy manner, and there was no sympathy in his eyes.

Serious illness requires drastic medicine! Let him realize this, maybe he will be relieved.

Before, she didn't have any thoughts about helping the leader. So things are just being forced step by step. Having come to this point, the Tsing Yi Gang brothers have established a deeper and deeper relationship, and naturally they don't intend to give up so easily.

This is for the living, but also for the dead.

Gu Daoming sat there motionless, the sweat on his forehead falling down drop by drop, and soon his entire back was wet.

Huang Xiaowei's eyes flashed with sympathy, he squatted down with a hard heart, stared at the desperate Gu Daoming with cold eyes, and said sharply: "Gu Daoming, look at me!"

Gu Daoming was a little frightened by these roars and her eyes, and looked at Huang Xiaowei reflexively.

"Do you think it's useless for you to do this? Do you think you still have the capital to fight for me now?" What do you have now?" Huang Xiaowei grabbed his collar and asked coldly.

Gu Daoming's eyes became angry when he was neutral, and he slowly dimmed under Huang Xiaowei's unflinching eyes and lowered his head. Silent.

He lost, and he lost very badly! When he was trapped in this small dilapidated temple, he knew that he had completely lost hope of turning the tables! All the local affairs did not blind Huang Xiaowei, and everything was meaningless. He smiled sadly, pushed Huang Xiaowei away, and slowly stood up. As if he was crazy, he turned to look at the desolate and ruined temple. In the laughter, tears scratched down.

All ambitions are nothing but ashes.

Whatever the conspiracy, it has nothing to do with him anymore. He doesn't have to delve into what Huang Xiaowei said about Qingyun, and he doesn't have to think about how those people behind him plan to use him and how to disintegrate the Tsing Yi Gang.

He finally admitted, and he lost completely.

Mournful laughter reverberated through the gloomy ruined temple, the bleak bonfire itself flickering.

Standing outside the door, Lu'er glanced inside with a worried face, and saw Gu Daoming with a crazy expression, thinking in his heart whether to go in to protect the third lady. It's terrible to go crazy. Besides, Gu Daoming is also very terrifying when he is not crazy. Some of her sisters, who had been good friends, were assigned to serve the eldest prince, and it is said that there was none of them who were not defiled by him. Rao was pregnant, and he secretly sent them out to kill them together. Many times, she hated this unsympathetic eldest son! Therefore, looking at Gu Daoming's current fate, she was still quite happy in her heart, at least those dead sisters had an explanation.

The beans leaned against the wall of the ruined temple, grabbed a chicken leg in his hand, pulled a bite, and chewed slowly in his mouth. He didn't seem to care about anything in the temple. The glance at the beans happened to be seen out of the corner of his eye, and he said lightly and nonchalantly: "Don't worry, he can't do anything to the eldest lady." ”

Lu'er rolled her eyes, a little helpless at this cold and boring elm pimple. I thought about it and thought it was right. The third lady herself is good at martial arts, and some time ago she married Jin Lan with Mr. Boren, a disciple of the national teacher, and was able to teach martial arts to practice the mind. When I watched the third lady practice, I could feel that the momentum was a hundred times stronger than before. Maybe Miss San will be able to become the kind of immortal character who walks in the sky in the future. I couldn't help but feel happy in my heart, so I relaxed and stopped visiting the scene in the temple. I found a stone pier, sat down quietly, put my hands on my cheeks a little boringly, glanced at the beans wearing a cold mask after eating the second chicken leg, and whispered with some curiosity: "Hey...... You say, can the third lady become the kind of fairy character who flies around in ......the future? In the future, will she also abandon the mortal world to seek the path of sanctification like those people?"

Perhaps thinking that the third lady might leave in the future, her face became a little gloomy. What if Miss Three is really gone?

The eyes of the beans shining in the dark night, he wiped his hands with the paper wrapped in chicken legs, crumpled them into a ball and discarded them casually, picked up the wine jug pinned to his waist and poured it, exhaled a breath, looked up at the distant stars, and said lightly: "I don't know." If it can be done, the Tsing Yi Gang will exist for a longer time. No matter what the future of the Tsing Yi Gang is, the third lady will definitely not be bad. Because of her own natural charm, she has a relationship with Mr. Big. ”

He hung the flask back on his waist, and the wine should not be drunk too much. A knife practitioner told him that drinking too much alcohol would affect his ability to hold the knife steadily. In order to practice his sword, he rarely drank alcohol. He touched the knife on his waist, as if this was the only way to feel secure. After that, he put his hands around his chest, his eyes slightly closed, and drank just to relieve his fatigue in the past few days. He didn't want to waste his time in boring conversations.

Seeing that Douzi was cruelly indifferent, the corners of Lu'er's mouth twitched. She also couldn't understand why she had become so indifferent now when she followed behind the third lady with a sunny smile on her face? Is her appearance really so important? Because of her disfigurement, people's temperament has changed greatly? But if this thing is encountered by herself, it will also change a lot, right?

Lu'er was fiddling with some dresses on the side, thinking wildly.

"I know that no matter how much unwillingness there is, I have already lost!" Gu Daoming stopped laughing, and the tears on his face were still there. He lifted the messy hair on his forehead to the back of his head, straightened the bloodstained torn robe, and quietly smiled at Huang Xiaowei and said, "Although my father has rarely met you, I can see from his eyes that he has always paid attention to you and praised you. There is even a meaning to pass on the Tsing Yi Gang to you. When I yelled at him angrily and asked me how I was inferior to you, he looked at me with nothing but pity and indifference, and even contempt. I can't bear it, I can't bear it! You're just a woman after all! A woman should marry and teach her husband and children! Instead of fighting and killing!"

Huang Xiaowei's face showed a bitterness. Clam up.

Gu Daoming walked a few steps, turned his back to Huang Xiaowei, smiled, and continued: "I know I lost, but it doesn't mean that I'm not as good as you!

Good luck, and that's right. From Grandpa Deng dying to each other, from Li Xiangru fighting to rescue her regardless of his life, and from Boren telling everyone about the righteous marriage with her, there are really few people who dare to really attack her! No matter who kills the righteous sister of the "Sword of Benevolence and Righteousness", they can't withstand the anger of Berendi.

Huang Xiaowei's face was calm, he sighed lowly, and asked, "Do you still want to resist?"

Gu Daoming turned around, smiled sadly, shook his head, and said, "Win the king and defeat the king! I no longer have the capital to fight against you." I want to be the leader of the gang because I don't want to be controlled by others like my father. But you're right, even if I become the leader of this Tsing Yi Gang, I'm afraid I will be even more unbearable than my father! Only you can lead the Tsing Yi Gang to be strong. Father is right, I am the one who is wrong. Sister, I was wrong!"

Huang Xiaowei's body shook slightly, just because of this unprecedented "sister". She longed for affection, which she needed more than anyone else after the departure of her loved ones. Even if Gu Daoming or Gu Qingrou are concerned, they have never treated her half-youngest sister like a relative.

Perhaps it is precisely because I have not obtained it that I am more eager to have it.

Gu Daoming slowly walked in front of Huang Xiaowei and slowly stretched out his left hand and put it on her shoulder.

Huang Xiaowei's body stiffened slightly, but he did not resist.

"You're the youngest sister, and the family is supposed to live in harmony. But I ...... It was always me who was wrong. I am jealous that your mother took away your father's love and neglected my mother, and that I transferred this hatred to you. Gu Daoming's voice was low, his tone was a little choked, and he said emotionally: "I know, you are innocent." Even if I wanted to kill you, the people you sent to chase me didn't think of killing me. You have a merciful heart, I believe it. You'll be a good helper!"

Huang Xiaowei's eyes were crystal clear, and there were faint tears rolling in his black eyes.

The corners of Gu Daoming's mouth were undetectable, and he took out a knife in his right hand and stabbed Huang Xiaowei's body fiercely......

"No!!" suddenly came a woman's exclamation of disbelief outside the door, desolate and desolate.

Huang Xiaowei's eyes were suddenly startled, he grabbed Gu Daoming's hand with both hands, his eyes showed a look of pain, and he asked bitterly, "Why...... It has to come to this point?"

Gu Daoming turned his head to look outside the temple gate, and under the night light, a slightly shy woman pushed away the maid's support, rushed in, walked to their side and pushed Gu Daoming away fiercely.

Huang Xiaowei squatted on the ground, his face showing pain.

Douzi and Lu'er wanted to come in when they heard the sound, but Huang Xiaowei raised his hand to stop them. Lu'er anxiously glanced at Douzi, and after a sharp glance, Douzi grabbed Lu'er, exited the door, and shook his head at her. Lu'er wanted to break free, but when she saw Douzi's comforting look, she reluctantly retreated.

The woman burst into tears, turned her head down and squatted on the ground Huang Xiaowei, hugged Gu Daoming, shook her head again and again crying, and said, "Don't ...... No...... Elder brother...... Don't kill her!!don't!"

Gu Daoming looked at the person who came was his sister Gu Qingrou, and said in surprise: "Why are you here? Who asked you to come?" He pushed Gu Qingrou away, and saw her belly bulging slightly, only to understand that what Huang Xiaowei said before was true, and reproached: "If you are pregnant, you don't take care of your injuries at home, what are you running around?!"

"Brother...... Forget it, forget it. Don't kill each other anymore! I don't have a father, I don't want to have a mother, I don't want to be without you! Don't ......" Gu Qingrou cried and persuaded, regardless of her body, she stopped Gu Daoming to death.

"You know what?!" Gu Daoming shouted loudly, pushed Gu Qingrou away in a hurry, stretched out a finger and pointed at Huang Xiaowei, and said indignantly: "As long as I kill her, the position of the leader of the Tsing Yi Gang will still be mine!!I haven't lost yet!!"

Gu Qingrou was pushed by this, and the maid who was serving her on the side hurriedly helped her to stop her from falling to the ground.

Gu Daoming couldn't bear it, and hurriedly hugged Gu Qingrou, with self-blame on his face.