The hideous smile of Kuoluo, the bitterness of Bi Yuan's smile, the two of them formed a stark contrast, Shaoqing didn't want to look at the sadomasochistic love between them anymore, grabbed Bi Yuan's hand and added strength, who didn't know that he was going to forcibly take this person away.

Bi Yuan resisted his force at this time, and let go of the hand he was holding onto.

"Hey......" Looking at the guy who walked forward without looking at him, Shaoqing shouted from behind, but Bi Yuan didn't respond at all.

Kuoluo watched the person opposite walk to the bottom of the steps, and the mistakes seemed to represent the status of the two people now, one was high and powerful, the other was humble and powerful, one was the high lord of Momen, and the other had been reduced to the point of being a prisoner under the steps.

"You've wanted to finish me off for so long, haven't you?" Bi Yuan's low voice was almost drowned out in the heavy snow.

Kuo Luo looked at his buddy from childhood to adulthood, and his hideous face returned to a stunned appearance, and he only muttered in his mouth, "I said that I would protect you, and I will definitely not have any bad thoughts about you, everything is your own imagination!"

There was a faint smile on the corner of Bi Yuan's mouth, the blurred world in front of him made him only vaguely look at this figure not far away, he didn't even know what this person looked like now, everything that existed in his mind was still stuck at the age of seven, at that time, they were still close friends who didn't talk about anything, but now, it has changed.

The accident happened very suddenly, so that Shaoqing didn't have time to stop it, when Bi Yuan pulled out the knife hidden in his shirt and stabbed at the person in front of him, almost no one who was still standing could react, but almost at the same moment, Bi Yuan's chest had been inserted with a hidden weapon flying from a distance.

After all, the lord is the lord, in this kind of crisis, how can there be only a few Qingying and them around him, just like the Xiangliu of the Daomen, Shaoqing knows how many guards are lurking around him, and they are all elite soldiers who are one in a thousand miles by Yin Yao, all of them protect the safety of the lord, and in contrast, Kuoluo is also the lord, how can there be no such hidden guards around him.

Seeing that several black-clothed people were standing between the two of them in the blink of an eye, the long knife in their hands was about to slash at the head of the person who tried to assassinate their lord, even though they knew the identity of this person, but in this case, they did not hesitate to kill him, let alone show mercy.

Everything happened almost instantly, and the stunned Kuoluo didn't have time to react, and Shaoqing, who knew that he couldn't make a mistake anymore, flashed over and forcibly pulled Bi Yuan back from under the knives of those people, but the guy's face was still cut out of a bloody wound by the tip of the knife, from his forehead to his chin, tearing the bandages tied to it, and spreading them out, revealing half of his bloody face.

It can be described as a frightening, Shaoqing couldn't suppress his heart that was still beating wildly, and the killing thought flashed in his heart, if he was a little too late, the kid in his arms would definitely be cut in half, and the guards guarding the Lord Lord's protection can be seen to be ruthless.

A knife that snatched the knife that the guy was still holding in his hand, how could this kind of thing that even peeled an apple be regarded as a murder weapon, but this stupid guy still wants to kill him, Shaoqing didn't know what he had in mind, and he only looked angry at the moment, "If you want to find death yourself, don't die in front of Lao Tzu!"

He clearly wanted to deliberately lure those guards to make a move and give himself an end.

Half of his face was blurred with flesh and blood, coupled with that shocking wound, which made the guy who was still laughing at this moment extremely hideous, blood gushed out from the wound, and soon dyed his clothes red, which looked so dazzling in such snow, the kid smiled and laughed and finally became a sad howl, the heart-rending sound almost penetrated the surrounding layers of snow barriers, rushed into the sky, and made Shaoqing feel shocked and resonant from the bottom of his heart.

I haven't experienced such pain.

Tearing up his shirt and bandaging the guy's wounds, Shaoqing's eyes were damp for no reason, and he looked up at the person who was being maintained by everyone in the middle.

Kuoluo, who had recovered from his astonishment, was still stunned, and slowly pushed away the few people who were protecting him, walked down the high steps, and staggered to leave a rather messy footprint in the snow.

"Don't come here. Shaoqing's deep voice made such a depressing atmosphere even more depressing.

Kuoluo stopped his steps, moved his gaze from Bi Yuan's body to his face in a daze, and muttered, "What do you want?"

Shaoqing looked at him coldly, "I don't want to do anything, since it's a farce, it's time to end it." Tie the cloth shirt in his hand, Bi Yuan, who had suffered a knife wound and a major psychological blow, had already fainted, Shaoqing only picked up this thin body, he couldn't feel his weight, raised his eyes and stared at the person not far away, "From now on, he has nothing to do with Momen." ”

Turning around, "If you still want to stop me, it's not too late to do it, and don't regret it when I walk out that door." ”

Kuo Luo stood motionless on the ground, and several black-clothed people behind him spontaneously rushed forward two steps, but he retreated with a loud shout, looked down at his eldest brother who fell in the snow, and slowly leaned down and knelt beside him.

Seeing that he had no intention of stopping him, Shaoqing had already taken several steps, and a deep voice came from behind him, "Take good care of him for me." ”

Shaoqing hesitated for a moment, "I will naturally take good care of him, but definitely not for you." ”

Kuoluo only felt that the stone pressing on his chest was getting heavier and heavier, "You, you won't come here again, will you?"

Shaoqing looked at the heavy snow in the sky, and suddenly felt a sense of amazement, "No, never." ”

Leaving the last sentence, there was nothing to be nostalgic about, and he stepped out of the courtyard door.

Kuoluo, who was kneeling there, smiled bitterly to himself, and put his forehead against his eldest brother's chest, still as warm as when he was a child, but at this moment he did not find a trace of comfort from such warmth, but sincerely felt a kind of exhaustion, getting heavier and heavier, as if a load-bearing pillar in his heart was cut off by the waist, and the weight that suddenly pressed down from above made him almost suffocate.

Seeing their own lord lying there gritting his steel teeth and crying silently, Qing Ying and Qiu Su, who couldn't come forward no matter what, stood still and didn't move, but their faces inevitably had some unusual colors, they didn't understand whether the person in front of them was crying for the deceased old lord, or crying for leaving Bi Yuan, who would never come back.

They listed a lot of conjectures in their hearts, but they seemed to have forgotten that Shaoqing would not come again, which means that the relationship between Kuoluo and him was completely broken, which made the person who still had a trace of illusion before fall into a kind of helplessness and even despair, as if a very important piece of his heart was completely taken away......