"Do you still want to save that demon?!"

The drunkard bowed his head in silence, gritted his teeth and looked at the ground, his hand holding the ground slowly clenched into a fist, and his body trembled slightly.

He slowly closed his eyes for a long time before opening them.

His eyes were full of despair and relief.

He opened his mouth and spat out, "Don't save it, kill it." ”

The man was stunned, a little unexpectedly that the drunkard would say such a thing.

"What did you say?"

The drunkard hooked his lips and suddenly laughed, laughed sadly, laughed out loud, laughed out of tears.

He laughed, but he couldn't stop laughing, I don't know if he was laughing at himself all these years, as if he had heard some big joke, and it took him a while before he calmed down.

"When he died, he killed me too."

The man looked at the drunkard, and there was no trace of him who had gone crazy and begged for help in order to save the demon......

"Heh......" The man's sarcastic laughter rang out, not knowing whether he was laughing at the drunkard or laughing at himself.

"It's like kindness, but that's it."

“……”

"I thought you had a lot of affection for him, but it turned out to be nothing more than that, since you gave up this, it's better to change it, how about it?" The man's smiling voice rang out.

"What do you mean?" The drunkard slowly raised his head and looked at him.

"That one called Tsing Yi, I don't know what his status is in your heart? Could it be more important than this demon? ”

"If you dare to touch him, I will fight with you."

The drunkard gritted his teeth, the murderous aura in his eyes skyrocketed, the green tendons on the back of his clenched fist bulged, and the "gurgling" sound of bones was particularly clear in this quiet and dimly lit narrow alley.

The man looked at the murderous drunkard, smiled with satisfaction, and said almost in a commanding tone:

"Give her this medicine."

"Don't push me."

The drunkard roared, and with a wave of his hand, the medicine bottle in front of him was knocked to the ground by him, the small porcelain bottle shattered, and the red pill inside fell to the ground.

The man looked at the pill that was shattered to the ground, his eyes instantly darkened, and the killing intent suddenly rose, only for a moment, but slowly dissipated.

He turned his back and stood with his hands in his hands.

"In the last year, no matter whether my goal is achieved or not, I will save that demon for you."

The man left these words and disappeared in place

In the dimly lit narrow alley, the drunkard was left alone.

He knelt on the ground, his head hanging down, his hands still clenched into fists.

"Let's go."

A tear fell silently to the ground.

Then the second drop, the third drop......

Wu Garden——

Footsteps sounded, the door was pushed open, and the decadent figure of the drunkard appeared in the doorway.

The smell of wine all over his body made Tsing Yi frown.

Looking at the drunkard who was a little unsteady on the road, Tsing Yi hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

Seeing the obvious bruise on his neck, Tsing Yi reached out to check the wound on his neck.

"What's going on? Who got it? ”

“…… It's okay. The drunkard waved his hand away, went straight to the bed, took off his shoes and went to bed, pulled the quilt over him, and covered himself.

Tsing Yi stepped forward to lift his quilt, looked at the drunkard who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and asked again in a deep voice, "Who hurt you?" ”

“……”

"Speak!"

The drunkard suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, got out of bed, and turned out Tsing Yi's matching gun.

"What do you do?"

The drunkard didn't answer Tsing Yi, he took a bullet out of the magazine and stuffed it into his hand.

He looked at Tsing Yi with red eyes, and his voice was a little choked and afraid.

"If, I mean if, one day, I do something sorry for you, you're going to kill me with this bullet."