The more Jing Hong looked at Jimo Qinghe, the more he felt that he was no different from the high-spirited Wei Yushi that year, although he poisoned Wei Yushi back then, it was not fatal, and when Junhua told him that Wei Yushi was dead, he also collapsed for a while.

I just didn't expect it, I didn't expect it......

The kindness of his brother when he was young, the friendship of friends, and the struggle for power and profit in the back, the heavens are separated.

Jing Hong suddenly thought of the majestic mountains and rivers and lakes that he had walked together in those years, and the middle-aged man finally couldn't help but hide his face and cry loudly at this time.

"Brother!"

Ji Mo Qinghe got the truth for a while, saw Jing Hong's somewhat crazy appearance, turned around and walked out of the door, everyone in the house had already been taken away, Ji Mo Qinghe looked up at the sky, closed his eyes and endured the pain in his chest.

"Childe, what now?"

Zhao Yu saw Jimo Qinghe come out, and he also came out and bowed to him and asked.

Jimo Qinghe turned his head and looked inside the house,

"Give him a treat."

Zhao Yu nodded, and was about to step forward, but suddenly there was a sound of ping-pong in the room, and then there was a firelight, only to hear Jing Hong shouting in the room.

"Brother, I've come to make amends for you for my brother!"

Ji Mo Qinghe's eyes darkened, standing aside and looking at the spreading fire, he only felt that he was silent at the moment, and the years of planning had ended like this, and the twists and turns were even more difficult to say.

"Who knows, in the end, it's just empty for me."

Ji Mo Qinghe said softly.

Zhao Yu stood behind Jimo Qinghe.

"This person is unkind and unjust, this is the end he deserves, Gongzi often teaches us that the gentleman grows, the cycle of cause and effect, this should be the so-called fruit, Gongzi is now a big plan, congratulations."

"The Cycle of Cause and Effect."

Jimo Qinghe took a step forward and looked in the direction of the palace.

"I don't know what kind of result I have planted."

In the secluded courtyard of Kaiji Wangdu, he picked up a secret letter and stood in the courtyard.

Hong Chou was still doing his carpentry, and he listened carefully to the movements in the direction of self-cultivation.

"She must not know that you have already laid so many dark lines, even if you reach Kaiji, you can still know the movements of these five continents."

Hong Chou sighed a little and said.

Self-cultivation has been with him for these days, and I have seen that he has almost lost the mind of fighting for power and profit, and he has not avoided him much in his work.

"It's none of your business."

Self-cultivation cold voice.

Hong Chou blew the wooden tool in his hand, groped for the crutches beside him and stood up.

"I'll go see if the pigeon soup stewed for you in the kitchen is ready."

Hong Chou has been practicing martial arts, although he is blind now, but his ears have become more sensitive, most things can be done by listening, self-cultivation in the Kaiji period, Hong Chou saw that he was busy every day, so he often cooked something delicious.

Later, he was almost injured because of a stove fire, and he instructed You Xi to follow him when cooking in the future.

Hong Chou has never been married, nor has he had a son and a half daughter, and once he was disabled, no one knew about it, and he occasionally felt that this poor person was interesting to the poor person.

"Self-study, are you sure you want to do this?"

Hong Chou put the stewed pigeon soup on the table and filled a bowl of openings for self-study.

"Do you think I have any other way out?"

Zixiu took the soup bowl, but didn't drink it immediately.

Hong Chou sighed slightly.

"So, let's do it."

"You're so pure-hearted, I thought you'd persuade me to let go of my hatred and say some kind of bullshit about retribution."

Zixiu turned his head to stare at Hong Chou Dao.

"I don't have the right to persuade you of anything," Hong Chou laughed at himself, "If it is hatred, that desperate time in the dark room has consumed my hatred, and now it is a gift for me to be able to touch everything in this world." ”

"But you're different."

Hong Chou tightened his grip on the crutches in his hand.

"You still have a good life, and you still have ambitions in your heart, and what right am I to persuade you to stay in the darkness with me."

Self-cultivation frowned, lowered his head and took a sip of pigeon soup.

"Don't worry, no matter how dangerous this road is, I will protect you."

Although Zixiu's voice was indifferent, his tone was slightly softer than before, and Hong Chou's eyes were half moved.

"Young Master! Haotian urgent letter! ”

You Xi ran in.

Zixiu took the letter and opened it, his face gradually changed.

"Jimo Qinghe, how dare you, how dare you ......"