Chapter 87: Misunderstanding

"Huh"

A cold light flashed, Jin You covered his mouth, stared at his eyes and took a few steps back, that Xiao Ran, most of his head was hanging on his neck, and his expression was still begging for his own appearance. Jinyuna's watery pink dress was splattered with blood.

"Wang Zhi!" Jin You held on to the pillar behind him in horror, his chest rose and fell violently, and he looked at Wang Zhi holding the sword in disbelief, and his sword was still dripping with steaming blood. It was as if the guards outside had known what was going to happen inside, and they didn't come in when they heard the movement.

He tossed his sword aside and looked innocently at the woman.

"Xiaojin, it doesn't matter if we kill a few people, as long as you can be well."

"Not really!"

Jin You shook his head, his eyes red, as if he could cry if he was stimulated again.

His expression became sharper, his face sank a little, and his voice increased a few weights:

"Where is that Qi Ziluo! Why do you like him! ”

Wang Zhi suddenly ran to Jin You, pinching Jin You's shoulders with both hands, she only felt that her shoulders were very painful, she couldn't breathe in pain, and she hadn't even reacted to all these changes.

"Wang Zhi......"

Seeing her weak appearance, he laughed at his impulsiveness, slowly let go of her, and walked to the table, as if nothing had happened just now, as if the person at his feet was not killed by him, and actually drank wine!

Jin You gave all her strength to the pillar behind her, and slowly squatted down, she didn't dare to look at the bloody appearance anymore, and closed her eyes, but the disgusting smell could not be dissipated, which made her fear from the bottom of her heart.

"Why did my brother do this to me?"

She didn't know who she was talking to, and she was desperate in her heart.

Wang Zhiyi raised his head and mixed the wine in the wine glass with the tears that were about to come out, and sent them all to his stomach.

"Everyone tells you that it's not suitable, only what you're expecting."

What was I expecting? Jin You asked himself. He said almost the same as Wei Bian, and Jin You's heart seemed to be dead.

The sound of a fight gradually came out of the door, and Wang Zhi reacted quickly, picked up the dagger on the table, knelt in front of Jin You, and stabbed it fiercely into his chest.

"Wang Zhi!"

Jin You raised his head and saw that the man had a lot of blood on his chest, he slowly put his hand down, and looked at Jin You stiffly, with a smile on his face.

Looking at his pupils, Jin You seemed to see the happiness he once had.

The man in the middle of the mansion heard a heart-rending scream, why was he not familiar with this voice? He stepped on the corpse of the person under him, regardless of whether he was stained with other people's blood, he walked slowly just now, and finally ran up to find the voice.

Qi Ziluo ran to the front of a carved sandalwood door, panting, his heart almost beating to his chest, he stretched out his slender fingers, and gently pushed the door open uncertainly.

The stench of blood in the room came to his face, and the man had been dead for about an hour. The large scarlet stained his eyes, and the neck attached to the head of the young corpse could not support the weight of his skull after all, and it rolled down from the corpse, and the hair rolled to the ground, wrapping his head in a layer of blood.

The skull finally rolled to a kneeling, thirty-year-old man, he drooped his hands, the white silk on his chest kept bursting with blood, the candlelight shone, a glimmer of light flashed in his chest, dagger! Doesn't she love to use that little dagger?

He walked in, and regardless of whether he stepped on a little maid dead or alive, he looked condescendingly at the woman curled up together. His hands were covered in blood......

Wang Zhi took his last breath:

"Xiaojin...... I die at your hands, how happy I ......"

The sound of the soldiers fighting outside the door, the screams of women, the men's begging for mercy, the crackling of all kinds of things and the sound of breaking all kinds of things, all this could not be heard in his ears.

"Ziluo?" Jinyou was full of doubts and fright.

The fingers of the man with golden threads on his black clothes and his long body trembled slightly, and Jin You sat on the ground, looking at him with tears on his face, the whole thing shouldn't be like this!

The flowers bloomed with Qi Ziluo, standing at the door in a daze, there was news from the spies, Wang Zhi and Xiao Ran will be drinking together today, I didn't know who they were, and I didn't know where their account books went, the spies said that they were invited to be the killer of the Yuyou camp, and they would act tonight.

Hua Kai persuaded Qi Ziluo that there might be a deception, but he didn't believe it and had to come and see, he always felt that things were not so simple, and sure enough......

Qi Ziluo endured it, and the hilt of the sword in his hand creaked as he pinched it. Jin You slowly stood up, as if he had been hit hard, and covered his head desperately. Why did she seem to have seen this scene somewhere, and why did the feeling of desperately thinking about it but not remembering it come again? It was Qi Ziluo standing in front of him today, who was standing in front of him that day?

Jin You tried to calm himself down, endured a severe headache, and his voice was a little trembling but emotionless:

"Is this red good-looking? I killed them all. "The red you hate the most.

Qi Ziluo suddenly bent over, his eyes staring at her red eyes.

"I'll listen to you."

Every word is clear and very sensible. His long eyelashes shadowed half of his eyes, and Jin You didn't really see it. But she was as cold as ice, not afraid of Qi Ziluo's gaze at all, since she understood that it was impossible, what would be the result of relying on it?

Hua Kai's throat moved, and now it was like this in front of him, and it was almost impossible to say that it wasn't Jin You's doing, but everyone knew in their hearts that if it wasn't for Jin You's plan, how could it happen to be here?

"Lord Wang, someone must have framed you!"

"Shut up!"

Qi Ziluo suddenly roared, how could he not know such a flawed problem? He just wanted to hear an explanation from Jinyou. The last words that Wang Zhi said when he died, who can know whether it is true or false? The dagger on his chest may also have been stolen from Jinyou.

All this should have been done by her closest people, he has always believed in her, never doubted it, why didn't he say an explanation? But seeing her like this, she seems to have broken with herself!

"What's there to explain, everything is what you think, you trust me too much."

As he spoke, Jin You's voice turned into mocking him, and Jin You wiped the blood on his face as if nothing happened, and pulled the dagger from Wang Zhi's chest and wiped it on himself.

Qi Ziluo stared at her every move, squinted her slender eyes, straightened her waist, and actually laughed.

"Is that the king cocooning himself?"

Jin You was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted. "Does the prince want to arrest me now, or do you want to kill me?"

Qi Ziluo's face suddenly became terrifying, and the big hand suddenly touched the softness of her chest, and the two retreated to the pillar together.

"What the hell is your heart flustering?"