Xiao Er quickly filled the dishes, and Jun Mo'an was not polite to simply eat from the first dish to the last dish, and he didn't stop moving his hands and mouths.

He gobbled it up, Guiyan sat on the sidelines and watched him, and served him a bowl of soup.

He watched, then drank the bowl cleanly.

"Hiccup...... burped after eating, returned to the cigarette and handed him a white handkerchief, which he took and wiped his mouth.

"Tell me, what do you want to do if you're so good to me?" Throwing the handkerchief on the table casually, Jun Mo looked at Guiyan steadily, with inquiry in his eyes.

In this world, how can anyone be nice to another person for no reason?

Guiyan always felt that he seemed to be a little different, the little wolf cub with fierce eyes at that time would now sit in front of her and ask calmly.

But he was right, she did want to use him for something.

Guiyan's eyes were cold, but the corners of his mouth were hooked, "Are you smart?" Thought you'd finish eating and leave? ”

Jun Mo'an didn't speak, and looked at her fixedly with a pair of black and white eyes.

Guiyan smiled lightly, with a little more real smile in his eyes, "You are short of money, I am short of people, do you want to cooperate?"

Jun Mo'an didn't speak, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly said, "Who is that person outside just now, your master?" ”

Guiyan nodded, "Yes, my master." ”

"Are you doing it for him or for yourself?" Jun Mo'an asked again, and his eyes revealed a maturity that did not match his age.

Guiyan felt that he was really smart, "Is there any difference between him and himself?" ”

Jun Mo'an pursed his lips and thought for a while: "If you are for him, I hope it is him who talks to me face-to-face, not you." ”

Guiyan's eyes are full of fun.

"If it's you, you'll have to rely on him for yourself, and I doubt you have enough money."

Guiyan smiled, "It's for myself, of course, I won't give you less." ”

She went to the desk to write a letter, sealed it and handed it to Jun Mo'an, "Take the letter and go to Dr. Lian Ze, have you heard of this person?" He will help you. ”

Jun Mo'an's hand trembled a little when he took the letter, he had been here in Devil City for so long, he naturally knew Lian Ze, the best doctor in the city.

"I believe you once." He put the letter in his bosom and looked fixedly at the return flue.

Guiyan nodded, his eyes were careless, "He may not have come back yet, you go to his hospital for a few days, and that's it." As he spoke, Guiyan ripped off the purse from his waist and gave it to him.

Jun Mo'an opened it and saw that it was full of golden barley.

The hand holding the bag tightened a little, and his eyes were a little unpredictable, "My name is Jun Mo'an, and I will do what you arranged." ”

Guiyan nodded, and Jun Moan turned to leave.

……

That night, the night was like water, and Jing Si came back with the injured Jing Yi.

Entering the room, the doors and windows were closed, and the sealed space was filled with the smell of blood.

Jing Si helped Jing Yi to sit on his bed and tore open the black clothes in front of him that were soaked with blood.

A hideous knife wound traversed Jing Yi's chest, his clothes stuck to the wound, and Jing Yi snorted in pain when he tore his clothes.

The face under the mask was a little hideous because of the pain, the slender hands were clenched into fists, and the joints were white.

A little cold sweat appeared on Jing Yi's head, he took a dagger, gently cut his clothes, and then tore them open.

Jing Yi shook his head, Jing Si took a sip of wine in his mouth, and squirted it all in one gulp.

After that, Jing Si immediately gave Jing Yi the medicine, the movements of his hands were not very light, but they were very stable, and the bandages were wrapped around Jing Yi's chest, and in the end, Jing Si tied the knot, let go of his hand and sat on the stool.

Wiping the beads of sweat off his head, Jing Si let out a long breath and began to clean up.

He piled Keiichi's clothes together and lit them with a tongue of fire.

A pile of clothes quickly turned into a small pile of ash, and Jing Si sat on the ground as if he had lost his support, his eyes a little hollow.

He saw Jing Yi in a ruined temple outside the city, and he never thought that such a powerful Jing Yi would be so seriously injured.

Jing Yi and he are brothers, and they entered the training camp in the same batch as him, and among those children, Jing Yi has always been the most powerful one.

He is the best in martial arts, the strongest in ambushes, and even the one who learns these things the fastest.

On the surface, he is not close to anyone, but only Jing Si knows that Jing Yi is a soft-hearted person.

The training camp is a cruel place, and Jing Si has seen too many of his brothers turn against each other after they come in, and they are enemies of each other.

But Jing Yi is not, he still protects him as before, and will give him half a steamed bun or even a meat-filled bun.

It's cold, but it's delicious even if you're hungry.

Such an excellent Jing Yi quickly entered the eyes of others, and in the third year they came in, Jing Yi was selected by the Lu family.

He didn't show anything to Jing Si on the day he left, he hid behind the big tree and watched Jing Yi and the people of the Lu family slowly walk away, and then Jing Yi glanced back in his direction.

The two of them looked at each other for only a second, and Jing Yi turned his head.

Jing Si looked at his back, and tears flowed when he looked at it.

Since then, Jing Si has been like a different person, he learns things as if he is not dying, and when he fights, he is like a little beast waving its claws.

The little beast grew up slowly, and finally became a fierce beast, and then the fierce beast was taken away by the Lu family and became Lu Jingzhi's comfort.

A year after he came to Lu Jingzhi's side, Jingyi also came.

Even though he was wearing a mask, his eyes didn't know how many times more indifferent than before, but Jing Si recognized him at first sight when he saw him.

Such a powerful Jing Yi, Jing Yi, who once made Jing Si admire and yearn for, was injured so badly this time.

The air seemed to be still, and only the sound of Jing Yi's breathing slowly flowed through the air.

After a long time, Jing Si asked, "Who did it?"

Jing Yi didn't answer, his eyes were as heavy as night, Jing Si couldn't get an answer and looked back at him, but he happened to meet him like this.

"What the hell is going on?" Jing Si stood up, walked up to Jing Yi, squatted down to look at him at eye level, looked into his eyes and asked again.

Jing Yi didn't speak, he just moved his hand and slowly took off his mask.

The familiar eyebrows and facial features were revealed, Jing Si's body trembled, and his eyes became a little frightened.

The skin under the mask has not seen sunlight all year round, and it looks a little pale, but the eyes are dark, like night, like the deep sea.

Most importantly, the face and ......

This face is exactly the same as Lu Jingzhi's face.

If he hadn't known that the person in front of him was Jing Yi, he would have really clenched his fists and knelt down and shouted master......

However, Jing Si clearly remembered that Jing Yi's previous face was not like this...... And the face in front of him doesn't look like a human skin mask.

Jing Si wanted to speak and stopped, Jing Yi shook his head, "It's my own choice, don't ask more, until more is not good for you." ”

His voice was a little dry, and Jing Si lowered his eyes and poured him a cup of tea.

Jing Yi took it and drank it in small sips.

"Go to bed early, we'll talk about it tomorrow." After speaking, Jing held the bed with one hand and slowly fell down, so casually occupying Jing Si's bed.

Jing Si retreated and found another room.

Lying on the bed, my heart was beating a little hard, and an inexplicable panic permeated my chest.

His instincts told him that it must be a big deal that Jing Yi was hiding from him.

Bruising the bones, that's a painful opinion.

……

Dongyang Kingdom, Song Family, Head of Family's Study.

Song Yiluo was holding a tiger skin cat, playing against himself under the dim candlelight.

His hand stroked the back of the tiger cat, and the tiger cat rolled in his arms like a coquette, and his sharp nails accidentally scratched the back of Song Yiluo's hand.

Song Yiluo's movements stopped, and the tiger cat continued to beg for petting with a "whoop", but there was no response for a long time.

When I opened my eyes, I met a pair of blue eyes.

The tiger cat suddenly jumped three feet away, and all the fur on its back exploded.

There was no emotion in a pair of blue eyes, and Song Yiluo looked at the cat as if he was looking at an inanimate object.

The threat to it from the people in front of him is getting bigger and bigger, and the tiger cat doesn't dare to move, and one person and one cat look at each other quietly.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, and Song Yiluo withdrew his eyes, "Come in." ”

The visitor pushed the door open, the light came in, and the tiger cat rushed into the light as if he had seen a savior.

Song Yiluo looked at its figure rushing out, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer.

You see, no one is meant to be with you, not even cats. They are afraid of you, they are afraid of you as a person, they are afraid of your eyes, they surrender to you only because of your power, because of your threat.

Retracting his gaze, Song Yiluo took the envelope sent by the person, who obviously saw the wound on the back of his hand, his body trembled, and quickly lowered his gaze.

The next second he felt a gaze wrap around him, like a mysterious poisonous snake, spitting out a snake letter and looking at its own prey.

My scalp was numb, and my clothes covered me with goosebumps on my body.

"Let's go down." The short three words seemed to be heavenly, and the person who came respectfully bowed down, quickly retreated, and closed the door.

Song Yiluo hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, but his eyes were a little cold.

He opened the envelope and looked at the words on it, "Interesting......

turned out to be a missed twice, and that woman actually escaped the two assassinations of Dongyang killers.

One hundred at one time, two hundred at the same time.

These two hundred people, but the results of the Dongyang Killer Battalion for a year, were so easily defeated by a woman.

Thinking of the previous information, Song Yiluo seemed to see a heroic woman, dressed in black, holding a long sword in her hand, with sharp eyes, and then stabbed him with a sword.

The bright sword pierced through the darkness of the room and stabbed him in the heart.

Song Yiluo's body shook, and his green eyes turned black for a moment.