Zilu mastered the strength very well, and with a slight stab, she just sent the blade along Qin Jue's middle point into her chest for three points.

The wound was very painful, but Qin Jue couldn't bear it and didn't scream.

After all, it's a bit of a shame.

Obviously, he wants to be a hero to save people, how can he cry out in pain?

Isn't this just a matter of stubbornness?

Zilu recited a mantra from the ancients that people couldn't understand at all, while staring intently at Qin Jue's chest.

Soon, the blood from the depths of Qin Jue's heart spiraled and wound up along the dagger and the emerald green light. Seeing that the bloodshot was about to approach Zilu's wrist, almost in the blink of an eye, Zilu used her free hand to cut her wrist with an air blade. Let the emerald green light and Qin Jue's heart blood flow into his body along the wound on his wrist. The blood of the heart full of spiritual power mixed with the power of the blade to grow hair, and it hit Zilu's body in waves.

It was as if a person who was tired of walking in the desert saw a lush oasis, like a rain after a long drought.

The energy in Zilu's body that had been lacking for a long time seemed to have been replenished at once at this moment.

Zilu's complexion is much better, and she no longer looks like before, always looking malnourished.

Now it looks a lot more ruddy, and people are in a lot more energetic.

And Qin Jue, who was lying on the bed, was in great pain.

I only feel that the position of the heart vein, the spiritual power is constantly being withdrawn. His hands and feet gradually became cold, and his eyes began to turn black, as if he had fallen into a very dark place.

Qin Jue wanted to stay awake and open her eyes. However, the eyelids are like they weigh thousands of pounds, and they want to lift them, but they can't do it.

At the moment when Qin Jue was in a state of confusion, it seemed that something was gradually waking up in Qin Jue's body. This kind of thing seems to belong to Qin Jue by nature, and it is only now turned on.

In Qin Jue's mind, she vaguely saw a person who looked very similar to herself, almost identical. The man was playing a tune by a stream, and it sounded very beautiful, and it was very skillful. It's as if it's played by my own master, which is refreshing. Compared to my current self, it's really a world of difference!

Suddenly, there was another wonderful sound.

Qin Jue, who was attracted by the "self" who was playing the tune, was attracted by the sound of the piano floating from the other side, and looked at it.

That person...

It's actually Qinjiang?!

It's actually your own master?!

How could his own master sit side by side with him and play the piano on the ground?!

It's like a dream...

The elegant sound of the piano slowly fades into the passage of time......

"Brother, I will definitely play better than you!"

The "self" said proudly. That proud look, like an aggressive rooster.

"Okay, brother waits. ”

The man on the side of "himself", the man who played the song later, turned his head and looked at "himself" very dotingly, and the smile oozing from the corner of his mouth was like the sunshine in spring, which warmed people's hearts.

No!

No!

No!

It's a fantasy!

This must be a fantasy!

How could Master be his own brother?!

How could Master look at himself so dotingly?!

How could Master sit shoulder to shoulder with him and sit on the floor and play the piano?!

Impossible!!!

"Ah~"

Qin Jue suddenly shouted, and the warm picture in front of her just now instantly changed into darkness......

Qin Jue, who closed his eyes tightly, frowned in pain as if he was having some terrible nightmare, and fine beads of sweat were still on his forehead.

"Master, wake up!"

Zilu, who had already finished her work, shook Qin Jue, who seemed to be still having nightmares, and tried to wake it up.

"Huh, what's going on? Zilu?"

Qin Jue seemed to wake up from a dream, not knowing what to do.

"Master, it's all right. ”

Zilu smiled comfortingly and nodded slightly.

At this time, after being reminded by Zilu, Qin Jue mechanically lowered her head and looked at the position of her chest.

The position of his chest, without leaving any traces, is the same as before.

Qin Jue raised her head in confusion and looked at Zilu, looking like she was begging for an answer.

"The host, everything is done. Just now, I have used the repair spell to heal my master's wounds. ”

Zilu looked at Qin Jue a little stunned, suppressed her urge to laugh, and patiently explained to Qin Jue.

“... Oh. ”

I don't know, Zilu's words, Qin Jue listened to a few points, it was just a monosyllabic answer.

"It's the master, when he was casting the spell, it seemed that the master was in pain. Is it because the wound hurts?"

Zilu looked at Qin Jue with a concerned look and asked softly about Qin Jue's situation. That kind of look really makes people can't bear to tell lies, to prevaricate the genuine concern from the bottom of their hearts.

"Uh... It's ......."

As soon as he mentioned that his expression was painful, Qin Jue lowered his head a little embarrassed and a little weakly, and replied vaguely.

The embarrassment is because of my own stupid and reckless behavior.

And the weakness of the heart is...

Qin Jue was afraid that Zilu would know something.

After all, I was just in a dream fantasy, and it was...

It's ......

Huh?

Wait a minute!

What did you just dream about?

How... What do you think...... Can't remember?

"Master, it's all over. Let's go to my brother's place, okay? I'm worried about him. ”

Qin Jue looked like this, Zilu probably had some thoughts in her heart.

However, there is someone who should be able to give himself an answer. But isn't the most important thing now to save people? Why waste time on such things?

Zilu ignored Qin Jue's evasive answer, and just said worriedly.

"Well, let's go!"

Qin Jue was naturally a little worried about Qin Jiang, and he really didn't have time to pay attention to his little troubles.

However, Zilu did this, but it relieved Qin Jue's embarrassment.

Hearing Zilu say that she was leaving, Qin Jue hurriedly responded.

"Well, thank you host. ”

Zilu's expression was still very gloomy, revealing a hint of lightness.

One man, one spirit, left.

Zilu seemed to be feeling something carefully, and at the same time, she was very "serious" to lead the way.

Qin Jue is a close second.

Because he was worried about the safety of Qinjiang in his heart, Qin Jue was a little anxious along the way, and even urged Zilu several times.

And this kind of urging made the doubts in Zilu's heart a little more.

It was about to take three sticks of incense before one person and one spirit came to the door of the studio.

The time of these three incense sticks seems to be very long, at least for Qin Jue.

The feeling of being anxious in my heart, as time kept passing, gradually became clear in Qin Jue's heart, like a grass that kept growing.

Seeing that the door was not closed, Zilu stepped through the door.

The same is true for Qin Jue.

Lifting the light green gauze tent, Zilu entered the center of the studio.

In the center of the studio, there is the drooping old Qinjiang, the faded color and brilliance of the jade pendant, the broken string of Meng Yuqin, and the stunned Zhen Di standing on the side, at a loss.

"Brother!"

A wail of grief seemed to break the spell of silence in the room.

Zilu ran to the side of Yu Pei at a speed that was difficult to estimate with the naked eye, and with a "bang~" sound, she knelt on the ground, carefully picked it up, put it in the position of her heart, and shouted in a lost voice.

“... Zilu, why are you here?"

Zhen Di, who was awakened by such a voice full of pathos, woke up like a dream.

"You, you, you, you murderer!"

Where will Zilu care about Zhen Di's reaction?

His eyes were red, his eyes were cracked, and he stared at Qinjiang who was lying on the side, trembling and pointing at the evil "murderer".

Looking at the mottled blood stains on the carpet, and the scarlet scroll on the empty canvas on the ground...

Zilu's heart ached beyond words, and the flames of anger enveloped it!

'What?!Master is a murderer?!'

The hand that had just lifted half of the light green gauze tent stopped.

Qin Jue heard Zilu's scolding, and he was as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was fixed there.

The hand that lifted the light green gauze tent even forgot to put it down.

However, the smell of blood in the air honestly informs everyone of everything that has happened here.

However, doubts, don't believe it, don't want to, don't want to?

'What?!Big Brother is a murderer?!'

Also frightened by Zilu was Zhen Di.

How is this possible?

That's too much of a joke, isn't it?

However, where is life not ironic?

The eldest brother and Meng Yu can be said to be like glue and have a close relationship, how could they kill Meng Yu?

Could it be that your brain is broken?

Poisoned and controlled like yourself?

Even if the eldest brother and Meng Yu have a deep hatred, it won't destroy Meng Yu, right? Doesn't the eldest brother know what the relationship between himself and Meng Yu is? After signing a blood contract, what are the consequences, and the eldest brother doesn't know? What are you kidding? What's more, they are a master-servant relationship, a kind of obedience relationship, how could it have developed to such a rupture?

"Zilu, don't be a fool!"

Almost Zhen Di blurted out a rebuttal.

"Heh! Why don't you talk about Qinjiang's injustice?"

Zilu's lips and teeth were excited.

The smell of * in the air is getting stronger and stronger.

"Big brother can't be a murderer!"

Zhen Di still insisted on his opinion.

After working together for many years, what kind of character Qin Jiang is, and will he Zhen Di not understand? Zhen Di believes from the bottom of his heart that Qin Jiang will not do such a stupid thing!

"Impossible? You say it's impossible, isn't it? You saw it with your own eyes?"

Zilu laughed angrily.

The bloodstains all over the ground, the broken strings of the dream feather qin, the jade pendant that has lost its brilliance, all of this is telling the heinous sins of Qinjiang!

Isn't that enough to admit the facts?

"It's just nonsense! Even if I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I believe in the character of my eldest brother! It is absolutely impossible for my eldest brother to do such a ridiculous thing!"

Zhen Di frowned, his tone was eager and heavy.

He flicked his sleeves heavily at Zilu, obviously dissatisfied with Zilu's ridiculous understanding.

At this time, Zhen Di felt a little angry in his heart.

This purple dew is really afraid that the world will not be chaotic!

Before the matter has been clarified, they are talking nonsense! Arbitrarily convicting! It is even more faint than a faint king!

"But the truth is not what you want, the murderer is Qinjiang!"

Zilu didn't have a good temper, her heart was on fire, and her tone naturally carried an undoubted taste.