Xue Ling didn't close his eyes for a moment on the bed, but it didn't take long for the wind to blow. There was a whirring sound outside the house, no matter how much she concentrated, she couldn't hear whether Qi Qingyi was awake or not, but she didn't dare to get up and go over to see it in person, so she was caught in the sky.

The door next door opened early, and a maid brought medicine. Xue Ling listened for a while before turning over and getting out of bed, without shouting Lu Yu, he casually put some clothes on his body, and was about to leave, and saw the purse hanging at the head of the bed.

took it down and opened it carefully, it was the Kong Ming lock that Wei Yi gave her, and she had been able to load and unload it freely for a long time after studying it. Those wooden sticks have been touched by human hands for a long time, and they already have a thin layer of grease.

"Although gold and jade are expensive, wood and stone are not light." Dead things are naturally easy to identify. But if it's a human being, how can you tell which is more expensive and which is lesser?

Xue Ling held this Kong Ming lock in the palm of his hand, stood at the door of Qi Qingyi, hesitated for a long time, and still walked inside.

Seeing that it was her, Wei Yi made a silent movement, moved his wheelchair and beckoned Xue Ling to go farther away from the bed and said, "Qingyi has woken up, and he will take medicine and sleep." He paused and said, "I need you to take care of it in the future." ”

Wei Yi's body is not good, and he didn't sleep all night last night, which will make people's faces gray and pale. Xue Ling thought, "Did he also know that he was going to die?"

She didn't answer, and Wei Yi didn't continue to ask. Sadly losing Lin'er, this concubine of the middle palace has not lost a bit, and he didn't ask Xue Ling what happened last night.

The two were silent for a moment, Wei Yi returned to the table and poured two cups of tea, beckoned Xue Ling to come over, handed her a cup, and drank it himself. said: "May Miss Xue's wish come true." After that, he pushed his wheelchair out of the room.

Xue Ling pinched the Kong Ming lock in his left hand, and the cage was not stretched out in his sleeve, and he didn't reach out to stop Wei Yi when he watched him go out. tiptoed to the side of the bed, Qi Qingyi was still lying with his eyes closed, and then the tears in the corners of his eyes had not dried, obviously just slipped.

Where can Wei Yi go, it's just a study. Xue Ling chased out of the room, walked quickly to the study, and collided with Wei Zhong who was holding tea. The tea was about to come out and spill on her hand, it was already cold, and she didn't know how long Wei Zhong had been waiting with this pot of tea. It's strange that the people of the Huo family came so late.

Xue Ling inexplicably thought that Huo Yunsheng had come earlier, and maybe he could stop him. After all, she is close to each other, and hopes to kill Wei Zhong's family. But Wei Zhong was pulled into the water by himself, and he couldn't ruin the slightest hope of others.

She can't tell how she wants things to develop now, so she can only hope that others will help her, as if, in this way, she will not have a little sin on her hands.

"Miss Qi San really kept her promises." Wei Zhong said in a low voice. He didn't know what Xue Ling was doing, so he really came to accompany him. Several forces in this house have eyeliner, and everyone is afraid that they will find out about their home, but there is chaos everywhere.

He is the housekeeper in the house, and at first, Huo Yunsheng's people looked at themselves tightly, but after so many peaceful days, they were a little lax. And Wei Yi repeatedly didn't like that there were people around him, so there was really no power to fight back in this courtyard.

Xue Ling looked at Wei Zhong's hand holding the tea tray, stood sideways to the side, didn't stop Wei Zhong from entering, and stood under the eaves by himself.

It's going to be a little bit of wind, and it's quiet and terrible. The sky is oppressive, and it looks like it will snow again, but now the weather is getting warmer, and it is unknown whether it may be rain.

Xue Ling wanted to find something to divert his attention, but the courtyard was empty and he couldn't find anything. She woke up without eating, which made her feel like nauseating, so she simply squatted down against the railing of the eaves to relieve the discomfort in her chest.

There was a very soft sound in the study, Wei Yi only frowned, and the blood stains on his chest quickly dispersed. He didn't call for help, he unloaded his strength, leaned back in his wheelchair, and enjoyed the last few breaths.

Wei Zhong struck quickly and accurately, and the best dagger pierced his heart, and the blade was all submerged. But in the blink of an eye, Wei Yi's eyes lost their luster.

Wei Zhong felt that he was back to those days of licking blood from the knife edge, and he actually had some bloodthirsty pleasure from this assassination without resistance. Confirming that Wei Yi was dead and should not feel any pain, he pulled the dagger out of Wei Yi's body and made up a knife next to the original wound. The blood of the newly deceased had not yet clotted and was still scattered and splattered.

After doing all this, he picked up two pieces of drawing paper that could be found everywhere in the room and wrapped his hand, went to hold up Wei Yi's right arm, lifted up a small sleeve, and a delicate bow and crossbow on his wrist revealed half of his true face, which was the one Wei Yi used to threaten Xue Ling that day.

Wei Zhong knew about the existence of this crossbow, but he did not report it to others. This kind of thing can only be taken by surprise before it can barely defend itself. But if those who have some skills are a little more cautious, they will not be hurt. It's just that the lame man is asking for peace of mind with this thing, so why bother.

But he would have felt that he should have thought earlier, and maybe he wouldn't have died on it.

Wei Zhong wiped his fingers several times before putting them on the spring, lest he get blood stains. He took Wei Yi's hand and gestured for a long time, and finally pressed it.

The arrow was aimed at his own heart.

Xue Ling felt that it was already far away from the study, but the sound of those cold iron penetrating the flesh still came into her ears clearly, and she trembled for the first time.

Then it was quiet for a long time, she was overjoyed, Wei Zhong was quick to start, and Wei Yi didn't suffer much.

Then came the second, third, four or five sounds one after another, and she seemed to have seen the flesh and skin in the door flying.

Why, why didn't anyone stop them? What about the living in this house? What about the people of Jiang Mansion, how could Jiang Yufeng watch Wei Yi die?

What about Huo Yunsheng's people, do you still want his power?

Wei Long's people... Oh, Wei Long's people are inside.

What about her? She was waiting for Wei Yi to die, Wei Yi should have died a long time ago. If you die early, you don't have to die in front of her.

Xue Ling finally couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and walked a few steps to push the door open, and the smell of blood came to his face. Wei Yi tilted his head in the wheelchair, as if he was asleep if he didn't look at his chest.

Wei Zhong was already lying on the ground, vomiting blood, he had four or five short arrows stuck in his chest, but they were not in the position of killing with one blow, depending on the situation, he must be hopeless, but I am afraid that there will be a long time to survive.

Xue Ling walked up to him, his right hand hanging down, thinking about whether to slide Pingyi out.

When Wei Zhong saw Xue Ling coming in, he struggled to pull out a smile while vomiting blood. Then he supported his upper body and pulled the corners of Xue Ling's clothes.

"I only have one daughter, I will blame Huo Yunsheng for you, you keep my daughter, you have to keep my daughter." He said it so hard that the spit and blood were about to spray on Xue Ling's face.

But Xue Ling stared at Wei Zhong and didn't answer, she remembered Qi Qingyi's sentence, "I believe that what a person does, nine points is what he really wants to do, and the remaining one point is a ghost and a lost mind."

There shouldn't be anyone who wants to die, and they are so desperate to die. So, is it a god or a ghost who controls Wei Zhong at this time?