Midsummer held her breath and saw the long-haired man turn his head sideways, revealing a beautiful face that could not be distinguished from male and female, coughing up a mouthful of blood and laughing.

"That's majestic...... Who can see that you were just a dog of Old Man Luo before?

You and I are both adopted sons, why do old things love you so much, just because you are spicy? Hahaha......"

Syllable!

The mocking words were interrupted by a slap, and Cheng Yao spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood was mixed with two white teeth.

He laughed even more maniacally.

"Luo Ershao is right, among these adopted sons, you are the cheapest and the most yin! Even your two biological sons can't fight you, and you robbed the family business.

He didn't get you to death in the pool in the first place, because he was unlucky...... He'll be back...... Hahaha...... Yes! ”

With a miserable scream, Cheng Yao's eyes were about to split, and he watched as the man raised his hand, and the cold light flashed in his hand.

With a snap, the dagger pierced his palm and nailed it into the dirt!

Jin Qingchen's tone was very calm, as if he had just done a normal thing.

"I haven't seen you for years...... You still talk so much nonsense. ”

His face was splattered with blood.

The eyes were pitch black, as black as thick ink that could not be dissolved, and the pale face was lined with it, like a Shura crawling out of hell.

Cheng Yao's eyes finally showed horror.

No see for years.

This man is still a madman!

He has seen him go crazy, the night when Old Man Luo died, this man met a god and killed a god, and a Buddha killed a Buddha.

Looking back on it many years later, it still makes people feel palpitations!

Jin Qingchen squinted his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly.

"The pool didn't drown me because there was little water. Look—"

His slender finger pointed to the raging river, "Today, I have prepared enough water for you." ”

"Hiss......"

Midsummer covered her mouth and gasped.

This, this, this...... I'm not going to drown people!

Breaking the law, this is it!

What to do, should she call the police?

Midsummer took a step back.

It was at this step that I stepped on a dead branch at my feet, and the dry and brittle branch in summer broke when it snapped to the ground.

Yin Yin was a very slight sound, but the man on the riverbank suddenly turned his head, his eyes sharp.

The moment I saw that face clearly, Midsummer's heartbeat stopped.

Such a peerless face.

Stained with blood.

His pale skin was splashed with dots of red, and the tails of his eyes were also red, making him look a little fragile.

But it is also extremely dangerous.

Midsummer looked at it blankly, and her lips moved unconsciously, "Jin ...... Qingchen ......"

Jin Qingchen frowned.

In the next second, his fingertips were forced, and the dagger was pulled out with a bang, causing Cheng Yao to howl again.

Midsummer looked at the blood flowing out like a stream, and she was dizzy for a while, and her mind went blank.

Weakness in the legs.

For the first time, she felt so real fear after wearing the book.

"Why are you here?"

Jin Qingchen's tone was very calm.

But Sheng Xia knows that this person has always been more and more angry and calm.

At this moment, she clearly smelled the smell of death.

Different from the last simple eavesdropping, this time, she actually broke through the scene of his revenge and heard the secrets about him......

Midsummer's eyes irrepressibly filled with fear.

She twitched her fingers, subconsciously backing away, and then backing back......

This action successfully aroused Jin Qingchen's anger.

The angrier he was, the calmer his expression became, and even the softer his tone became.

"Come here."

Not moving in the middle of summer.

Jin Qingchen's dark and heavy eyes flashed with many emotions that she couldn't understand.

"I gave you a chance."

He let go of Cheng Yao, took the blood-dripping dagger, and walked slowly towards her, step by step.

Every step was like stepping on her heart.

Midsummer struggled to suppress a scream that was about to burst out of her throat.

Turning his head, he ran desperately into the woods!