Tang Jingyu, who lost his strength, sank to live, like a walking corpse all day long, ignoring the ridicule and abuse in his ears, and even mingled with a few gangsters under the mountain, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, except for prostitution, all of them were done.

Once, when he was playing dice, he was suddenly grabbed by the neck by a person and dragged out of the casino.

"You let go! Did you hear me when you sent my hand!! Tang Jingyu struggled to break free, and was stunned until he saw the man.

It's Tang Qingjue.

The two men confronted each other for a long time, and neither of them spoke.

The thugs ran out and said, "Second Young Master, why don't you play?" The sparrows are missing one, come on. ”

Tang Jingyu responded: "It's here." So saying, he was about to go back.

Tang Qingjue grabbed his hand again, his hand strength was still very strong, and Tang Jingyu's wrist was clamped to death.

"Don't go!"

Tang Jingyu tried hard to shake him off, but he couldn't shake him off at all, "You let go!" Hear me! Let me go! ”

Seeing this, the gangsters all ran over and said defiantly: "Old man, who are you?" Let him go! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude. ”

"Get out."

To put it mildly, a murderous and evil spirit rises out of nowhere.

A few thugs looked at him with vicious eyes, and they were frightened, leaving Tang Jingyu and running away.

Tang Qingjue let go of his hand, trembled and took out the wine gourd on his waist, and took a sip.

Tang Jingyu later learned that he was not drunk and dreamed of death, he was addicted to alcohol because there was an analgesic medicine in the wine. Only this medicinal wine could stop the heart-rending pain caused by the six flowers in his body.

"What are you going to do?"

"Come back with me. Practice. ”

Tang Jingyu sneered, "Me? Practice? I'm a waste person now, I can't gather energy, what kind of skills do I practice?! Don't you look at what kind of virtue you are now, you can't protect yourself, and you still meddle in my affairs? My dad doesn't want me anymore! Who do you think you are, you and I are not related, why do you care about me! That's what you said! Never want to see me again, idiot! ”

Tang Jingyu roared at him hoarsely, choking back tears, and his eyes were full of hatred.

But what hurts him the most is Tang Qingjue's current appearance.

His eyebrows were still handsome and cold, but he was as depressed as a defeated dog, he had some chests, and when he was standing, the waste leg looked very unnatural, and the depths of his eyes were a deep weakness and exhaustion.

The world is the most unretainable, the beauty is twilight, and the hero is at the end.

At least in Tang Jingyu's heart, he was once a hero.

Tang Qingjue was such an arrogant person, how could he tolerate himself becoming like this......

He didn't look too far away, he didn't want to look at Tang Qingjue anymore.

Tang Qing was by no means as fierce as before, he lowered his eyes, and his trembling hand took the brown paper bag and stretched it out to Tang Jingyu, "You haven't eaten it for a long time." ”

Tang Jingyu's gaze moved downward, and inside was a sugar gourd.

"I've long since stopped eating."

When he turned around, he was already in tears.

Tang Jingyu left without looking back.

At that time, snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky, falling on Tang Qing's ink-colored clothes, and he looked at Tang Jingyu's back, as if it had become a solidified statue.

Half a lifetime of travel, people are like lonely Hong. Hanging from each other, the pain is unspeakable.

At that time, everyone gave up Tang Jingyu, only Tang Qingjue, who went to the door of the casino every day to block him and catch him back to practice.

The male lion is dying, and his claws are still sharp. Even if Tang Qingjue lost most of his strength, Tang Jingyu was not his opponent at all, and under Tang Qingjue's coercion, Tang Jingyu had no choice but to practice obediently, so as to avoid some flesh and skin suffering.

(End of chapter)