As expected, what was hidden under the dark red handkerchief was the bandit he met on the way to Xicheng, the innkeeper lady.

The proprietress was stunned, she had been in the rivers and lakes for thirty years, but now she fell into the hands of such a hairy boy, she heard the deputy say that she was chasing him before, and she was too useless to be the deputy, but she didn't expect this fight to be Erer, he almost killed himself, if he was just half a minute away, it was not the scarf that was taken away but his neck was split.

said that it was too late, and when the proprietress was stunned, Chen Jinye jumped up and put the sword across her neck.

"Male, son—"

'Huh-', Chen Jinye lifted the sword and cut directly into her artery with a back, the blood column burst into the sky, Chen Jinye and Bai Ju dodged the blood wash with a few backflips, and the proprietress stood in the middle of the man in black, her eyes were full of horror, and then she fell straight into a pool of blood.

The man in black, who was still holding on, saw his boss die so tragically in front of him, and his heart instantly lost his support, and he was no better than the lamb to be slaughtered.

Chen Jinye raised his eyelids slightly, there was no color in his eyes, what they did today was enough for him to kill a hundred times, and now this Xicheng was already soaked in the smell of blood, but there were not many of them.

"Kill, Nothing, Forgive"

Bai Ju, who received the order, was suddenly like a fierce beast that had escaped the reins, and the anger that had been hidden in his chest all the way was finally expressed, and he indulged in stabbing the thieves in front of him with thousands of holes, which they deserved. In a moment, those black-clothed men had already become the souls of Bai Ju's swords before they could fight back.

After dealing with these thieves, Bai Ju slowly got up from the ground, turned around and walked towards Chen Jinye, and then respectfully clenched his fists and said, "Qi Yu Gongzi, the thieves have all been cleaned up."

Chen Jinye bowed slightly, then walked a few steps in the direction of the depths of Xicheng, and then slowly said, "It's safe, you guys come out."

At this time, Chen Jinye's voice had a magical magic, and his deep voice instantly calmed people's trembling hearts, and Xiao Si helped the woman beside him to take the lead out of the haystack.

Xiao Si's legs are still weak, he has just witnessed the two of them killing those killers, although Xiao Si's body is still trembling, but his heart is boiling like boiling water, and there is a strong voice in his heart shouting: He also wants to be such a person.

The people came out of the shadows one after another, and the mournful weeping gradually intensified, and the people who had already suffered from natural disasters suffered this man-made calamity, especially when they thought they had survived the saddest hurdle, but they were subjected to such a great slaughter on the eve of hope.

Chen Jinye knew how fearful and impermanent these unarmed people would be after such a tragic massacre, so he motioned to Bai Zhu to stay and guard everyone, and then pursed his thin lips and prepared to leave.

"Childe! Son! ”

Xiao Si rushed to Chen Jinye and knelt down with a 'plop', "Can Gongzi accept me as a servant, I don't want Gongzi to pay me, I just want to follow Gongzi."

Chen Jinye stared at the ten-year-old child kneeling at his feet slightly, and was silent for a long time before he said: "You can rest with everyone first, and the rest will be talked about later", after saying that, Chen Jinye slowly walked towards the alley leading to the side gate of the palace.

Xiao Si stared at Chen Jinye's departing back longingly, kneeling there for a long time, "Childe, did he reject me", Xiao Si muttered to himself, Bai Ju looked at the thin and depressed Xiao Si who was kneeling on the ground, and said lightly: "Childe, I don't like the weak the most, if you want to stay by his side, you'd better put away your pitiful look."

Xiao Si suddenly looked back at Bai Ju, but Bai Ju had already folded his hands and sat on the stone steps in the distance with his eyes closed. Xiao Si clenched his fists fiercely, Childe, he doesn't like the weak, so I will prove to him that I am not a weakling.

After Chen Jinye turned into the alley, he could no longer hold back the sorrow in his heart, and tears burst out with his grief. He could never have imagined that the imperial brother he respected so much would do such a cruel and inhumane thing to his people.

Chen Jinye can tolerate anyone becoming a bloodthirsty madman, but he can't accept that the bloodthirsty madman is his eldest brother, even if he points his sword directly at himself, but he doesn't hesitate to point his sword at the unarmed and disaster-stricken people, such a big brother, how to face it.

Chen Jinye trembled and wiped away the remaining tears on his face, and then carried his sword all the way towards Chen Jinsong's dormitory......

The night was already much thicker, but the bright moon was still reflecting the earth coldly, and the flickering of the stars was becoming more and more gentle, as if it really understood people's hearts, Chen Jinye stood on the wall of the feudal prince's mansion, did not jump, did not run, just walked quietly with the sword, and the blood on the sword 'ticked, ticked' fell in the night of the feudal prince's mansion.

Chen Jinye tried his best to slow down and slow down, but his face was unconsciously soaked with water in his eyes, finally, Chen Jinye stood on the wall outside Chen Jinsong's dormitory, Chen Jinye slowly closed his eyes, kept taking a deep breath, and then slowly raised his hand to wipe away the moisture on his face, Chen Jinye couldn't help but face this matter, maybe, maybe he misunderstood the imperial brother?

Thinking of this, Chen Jinye clenched his fists slightly, then retracted the sword into the sheath, and jumped slightly, Chen Jinye settled in front of Chen Jinsong's door, and Chen Jinsong in the inner compartment did not fall asleep, still busy in front of the bookcase, Chen Jinsong exhaled slightly, and then slowly pushed open Chen Jinsong's door.

Hearing the sound of the door creaking open, the corners of Chen Jinsong's mouth rose slightly, and he said without raising his head: "You came much later than I thought."

"Is that someone you sent?"

Chen Jinsong raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at Chen Jinye, slowly put down his pen, slowly pinched the paper on the table, and carefully dried the ink for a few minutes, and then came to Chen Jinye step by step with the paper in his hand.

"Look, how is this king's drawing?"

Chen Jinsong is holding a picture of a peony with rich flowers in his hand, whether it is color or composition, it is extremely exquisite, but Chen Jinye is not in the mood to play with him at all.

"Do you know how many people died tonight?"

Chen Jinsong didn't seem to hear Chen Jinye's questioning, carefully held the peony picture in his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly, and then he was very angry and angry, and muttered: "Didn't you say that you miss the peony pavilion that the imperial brother took you to the most, but now you treat the imperial brother so indifferently, alas-".

Chen Jinye was finally enraged by him, clasped Chen Jinsong's shoulders with both hands, and straightened him up to face him, and then, Chen Jinye asked with a squirming mouth: "Do you really not care about the life or death of your people at all?" ”。

Chen Jinsong carefully studied Chen Jinye's expression, then slowly frowned, and said innocently: "Xiao Ye, how many people in the country will die every day, if this king cares too much, don't you want to wash your face with tears every day?" ”。

Chen Jinye's eyes flashed slightly, and his tone gradually became a little more begging, "So, it's not you, is it?" ”。

Seeing Chen Jinye's appearance, Chen Jinsong seemed to have played enough, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked an unsympathetic arc, and then slowly imprisoned Chen Jinye to break away, and then asked faintly: "What about me?" What if it's not me? ”。

Chen Jinsong didn't have any emotion in his eyes, he just stared at Chen Jinye directly, as if looking at an irrelevant stranger, Chen Jinye closed his eyes slightly, but his steps were already trembling a little, and after stumbling half a step, Chen Jinye slowly opened his eyes.

"Why kill them?"

Chen Jinsong slowly brushed the somewhat crumpled peony picture on his hand, and then paced back to the bookcase calmly, pressing it with a paperweight while carefully figuring it out, as if he had never heard Chen Jinye's question.

Chen Jinye silently clenched his fists and repeated in a calm voice: "Why kill them?" ”。

Chen Jinsong still played with the picture in his hand and did not respond at all.

Chen Jinye gritted his teeth, embed all the nails of his clenched fists into the flesh, and then drew his sword and put it on Chen Jinsong's neck, "I ask you, why did you kill them."

Chen Jinsong looked at Chen Jinye with a slight smile, and there was a bit of doting in his eyes, "Xiao Ye has grown up, and he will point his sword at the eldest brother."

As soon as Chen Jinye gritted his teeth, the sword was a little closer to Chen Jinsong, and he roared with forbearance: "Answer me!" Why kill them! ”。

Chen Jinsong listened to Chen Jinye's roar, looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, and then stared at Chen Jinye with an aggressive gaze, and said quietly: "Because they support you and love you, as the people of this king, how can they support other kings, don't you say?" ”。

"Didn't they worship you as a god, and the king would have sent them to the western heavens earlier, isn't that good?"

Chen Jinye never thought that Chen Jinsong sent people to kill the people so viciously, just because he helped them, when did his imperial brother become so jealous.

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

Chen Jinye's cold words made Chen Jinsong seem to have heard some terrible joke, leaned forward and put it back, and Chen Jinsong said almost firmly: "This king understands you, you won't."

Chen Jinye sighed lightly, and then slowly took back the sword that was above Chen Jinsong's neck, looking at Chen Jinsong who didn't care, Chen Jinye staggered back, he was right, even if he knew that he sent someone to kill him, he would always be difficult to attack him.

Looking at Chen Jinsong, who was sitting in front of the bookcase, Chen Jinye finally couldn't hold back the grievances that had been suffocated in his chest for a long time, and roared angrily: "Is human life really like a mustard in your eyes!! ”。