A face.

A bloody face.

The face of the third senior brother.

Ye Qingchen was shocked: "Third Senior Brother, what's wrong with you, you are so seriously injured?"

Geng Feng did not answer.

A gust of wind blew, and a figure flashed behind him again......

"Master......" Ye Qingchen found that the master was also covered in blood......

A face was even more pale and bloodless.

Then, Senior Sister Huang Ying, Fan Jie, Fan Hong, and Li Rui appeared beside him one after another. One by one, one by one, one by one......

They looked at Ye Qingchen expressionlessly, and then turned around and left one by one.

"Where are you going? Answer me! Don't go! Answer me?"

"Little junior brother, wake up!" Yu Chao's voice sounded......

The voice trembled slightly, as if it was a little excited.

Ye Qingchen slowly opened his eyes. I saw that the second senior brother was grabbing his waving hands.

"Second Senior Brother...... Where is this?" he asked, sitting up in a daze.

Before the second senior brother could answer, he seemed to suddenly remember something......

He eagerly grabbed the second senior brother's hands and asked, "All this is a dream." What about them, brother, I just had a dream, right!?"

Ye Qingchen's eyes were slightly red, nervously looking forward to that answer, his slender nails were tightly embedded in the back of the second senior brother's hand, and blood marks appeared.

"Senior Lady is outside, come out, she has something to say to you!" The second senior brother shook his head and walked out, but he never gave the answer he wanted.

Unknowingly......

Tears......

Blurred eye sockets.

"If you cry, what about the people you want to protect?"

"What to do, what to do......"

The voice in his head was always a reminder to him.

Ye Qingchen raised his head, and only after the tears seeped back into his eyes did he slowly walk out.

I don't know how many days I have been in a coma, and the injuries on my body have recovered at this time.

But the heart is always empty, as if something has been lost, but this haze always lingers.

Looking at Ye Qingchen, who had a gloomy face, Liu also held back the grief in his heart, and said softly with slightly red eyes: "Qingchen, are you better?"

"Let the master bother, the disciple is fine. ”

"You've been in a coma for a week, and your second senior brother can only pour some porridge for you to eat every day. There are still some leftovers in the kitchen, Yu Chao, you can take him over......"

"No, I'm not hungry, Master......" Ye Qingchen got up suddenly.

He's not dead yet. All this must have been a joke between the second senior brother and himself......

"Where's the brothers? They must be in the front yard, right? And Senior Sister Huang Ying, where is she? They are all hidden, right, let them come out......

Okay, teacher. ”

After speaking, he looked eagerly into Liu's eyes......

Looking at this glance, you can look at the small courtyard of the street in front of the door.

Liu's eyes were full of tears, but he slowly shook his head after all.

Dead!

Ye Qingchen finally sat down on the ground. Overhead, only the cruel moonlight sprinkled ......

In her mind, the girl still blushed and said affectionately: "I promise you...... I promise you......"

"I swear that from now on, as long as I am here, I will never let you be harmed......"

Once, he patted his chest and promised her, but this promise was just empty talk.

When disaster strikes. What can you do about yourself......

"Ridiculous, don't you want to go any further?" the black-clad mockery continued.

Ye Qingchen clenched his fists angrily, trying not to let the tears welling up.

"Ridiculous......"

"Don't cry......"

"It's up to you to ......"

"There should be only blood, not tears......"

Two voices were constantly entwined in my head, and my mind was a mess.

At this moment, Shi Niang's gentle voice sounded. interrupted his thoughts: "Qingchen, come to me, I'll tell you a story......

"Yes, Master!" he slowly sat down beside Liu.

Seeing this, Yu Chao was surprised: "Master, it's not suitable now......

Looking at Yu Chao's frightened face, Ye Qingchen couldn't help frowning tightly, what could make the second senior brother, who had always been calm, so flustered?

But Liu patted Yu Chao on the shoulder: "It's okay, your master is no longer there, and this should be his last wish......"

At this time, dark clouds are rolling in the sky, thunder is gusting, and wind and rain are coming.

Immediately, Liu straightened up and recalled: "Sixteen years ago, I had a huge dart game in Lincheng called the World Dart Bureau, which was almost on par with the strength of my Liufeng Dart Bureau. ”

Ye Qingchen lowered his head and pondered, sixteen years ago, when I was born?

"I still remember that the head of the world's dart bureau is an old man who is over the age of six, named Yan Tingyu, and the people in the rivers and lakes call him the "overlord gun".

A body of marksmanship makes it elusive and outstanding.

At that time, the relationship between the two of us was very good, and it was also at that time that your master Liu Fengtian was still alive, and Yan Tingyu's second son Yan Qishan was your master's sworn brother.

I still remember that when your sister Huang Ying was born, the two families also got married. And the man is Yan Qishan's half-year-old son. ”

Hearing this, Ye Qingchen's heart was shocked, and then he shook his head again. Senior Sister Huang Ying is no longer there, and the boy's family is probably going to be disappointed.

"Unexpectedly, there are unforeseen circumstances, and it is also this year, when the final of the two dart games is in the New Year's competition, a tragedy unexpectedly happened.

My brother and Yan Jinnan, the eldest son of Yan Lao Hero, were killed and the other was disabled in the competition.

For a while, the two dart games set off an uproar, accusing each other of being ruthless first. ”

Saying that, Liu silently shed a line of tears. After all, that's his brother. Ye Qingchen stayed where he was, how could this be!

As a result, the dispute between the two dart bureaus escalated and turned into a large-scale private fight.

For a time, there were casualties in each of the two dart games. It even reached dozens of people.

It has become a never-ending affair. The adjustment of the forces of all parties in the city is ineffective, and for the sake of face, as a last resort, Old Hero Yan and your master have decided on life and death.

Each of the two darts games has a three-person wheel battle, and the last person fights.

The losing side must not only apologize publicly, but must also completely withdraw from the city within seven days and no longer be able to stay here. After that, I ......"

Speaking of this, Liu was a little angry and couldn't help crying......

Ye Qingchen didn't feel good in his heart, and sighed lightly, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

After crying for a while, Liu wiped away the tears and continued: "Later, your master and my brother died in that duel, but your master survived.

And on the other side of the world's dart game, Yan Lao Hero, Yan Qishan and the other three were all killed......

It was his sworn brother who killed Yan Qishan with his own hands, that is, your master......"

Hearing this, Ye Qingchen could no longer hold back the shock in his heart, and his Adam's apple surged wildly.

Brothers cannibalism!

Click!

A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, turning the faces of the three men gloomy and white as frost.

Air...... There was a light rain. Weeping like a complaint......

Then, Ye Qingchen's brows furrowed into a pimple, and he slowly stood up, at this moment he finally felt that something was wrong......

Seeing this, Liu Shi was not only not surprised, but met Ye Qingchen's gaze.

Sadly, he continued: "In the next three days, the rest of the family members of Old Hero Yan hastily held a funeral.

He parked his body in the courtyard, packed his luggage, and prepared to leave Lincheng.

Back then, when the "Overlord Gun" Yan Lao Hero was alive, his temper was ignited.

It was because when he walked the rivers and lakes that he offended many bandits who robbed their homes and houses, and naturally there were many people with outstanding martial arts.

On the night of the third day, when the Yan family was about to leave, the enemies on the rivers and lakes were killed one after another.

After a fight, almost 59 people of all sizes in the world's dart game were killed.

Later, when the government counted the corpses, it was found that two were missing.

And the two missing corpses were Yan Qishan's eldest daughter and youngest son......

I also hugged the boy when I decided to kiss the baby, and I remember that there was a Tai Chi-like birthmark on his right arm......"

Speaking of this, Liu's lips were almost bitten and bleeding, and the tears were like a flood bursting the embankment, surging down.

Grief-stricken stared at Ye Qingchen's expression tightly, motionless......

At this time, Ye Qingchen was breathing rapidly, and his eyes were round like copper bells.

Listened silently in amazement, and waited until the last sentence was heard......

His body shook suddenly. Tears slowly poured out of his eyes like a tidal wave, and kept receding.

At this moment, he only felt that the world was spinning, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't stand and fell to the ground......

The cold rain instantly soaked the clothes.

His chest, as if hollowed out, was mixed with a suffocating sensation and frenzy, and he could only breathe in the air around him.

Immediately, tears flowed silently......

Ye Qingchen stretched out his fingers tremblingly, and roared at Liu's grief-stricken voice: "This ...... This can't be! You ...... You all lied to me. Why, why are you lying to me and talking nonsense to me...... Why !?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly froze in place, and he suddenly remembered......

The frightened eyes of the senior sister insisted on marrying the junior sister to Fan Hong......

Why does the master spare no effort to cultivate himself?

The elder brother will not hesitate to save for ten years......

At this moment, all this was answered.

Each corresponds to three emotions......

Fear!

Guilt!

Sympathize!

At this moment, he finally understood the meaning in Shi Niang's eyes, as well as yesterday's everything.

At this point, the drizzle turned into a downpour in an instant. Mixed with lightning and thunder, it was like the end of the world......

At this time, where could Ye Qingchen not understand? It turned out that all this was true.

Thinking of this, he could no longer bear the grief in his heart, and pointed at the two of them who kept whimpering and stepped back: "You guys...... You ......"

In the face of two former loved ones, this sentence is like a fish in the throat but can never be spoken.

Grief is so sad that there is nothing to be done......

He had no choice but to turn around and stumble away from the door, his thin back disappearing into the downpour......

Thunder, tearing apart not only the rainy night, but also the whole world of the teenager......

"Slow Voice, Sadness"

Life and life, origin and extinction, sadness and sadness. When the boy is proud, his heart is empty and lonely. The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes are arrogant, but they can't die, and the winter wind blows urgently. The sun is warm, but it is difficult to beat, and the wind and wood are sad.

Autumn comes and the old people part, winter has not arrived, and there is only frost in the eyes. Looking at the west mountain from afar, the broken intestines are empty and lovesick. The wind and rain staggered forward, where to find, the clear spring and evening stream? Looking back, the painting can't be infatuated!