Zhang Mingge reached out and slapped again. Qin Shiyu was beaten to one side, and his mouth was broken and bloody.

He suddenly approached Qin Shiyu's ear and whispered, "do you know? Luo Yunjing and Han Xichen are dead Wen Yu thinks you did it. "

Smell speech, Qin Shiyu suddenly stare big eyes, hoarse voice way, "what do you say?"

Zhang Mingge is not willing to say more, smiling back a step, "the said has been finished, first of all, you don't have to be afraid, soon you can see the people you want to see."

Qin Shi Yu's brain was blank, almost unable to think.

Zhang Mingge was very satisfied with his reaction, waved to those people and put the sack on Qin Shiyu's head.

How and when Luo Yunjing and Han Xichen died? He didn't know

Why is this?

In this world, he can not care about many things. He always thinks that those who are related to him are just the people that the original Lord has decided to meet. The fate is intertwined and the sparks should be created.

For him, a lot of things should be taken for granted.

Or, most of the time, he will feel that the world is not real, but just a dream.

However, when the people around him die, whether intimate or disgusting, their life and death have something to do with themselves, whether big or small, he can no longer calm down, nor can he deceive everyone to tell himself that those are the natural results and the arrangement of fate.

It's not like that.

If he doesn't show up, maybe it won't be like this.

Does it cost so much to reverse a destiny line?

Qin Shiyu was dizzy and gloomy, and his heart was miserable.

Even tied to the edge of the balcony did not notice.

I don't know how long after, the sun seems to have set, the feeling of being sunburnt on my body has faded, and I still feel a little cold when the wind blows.

As long as the sun sets in the mountains, the temperature will drop rapidly.

Cicadas are singing everywhere and dusk is coming.

The wind rustled the leaves.

Qin Shiyu faintly heard the voice of someone talking, very noisy.

The door was kicked open, someone seemed to run to put something beside him, and then quickly ran out.

Before long, the door opened again, and Zhang Mingsong's voice rang, "are you all set up?"

A man whispered, "OK."

"It's better not to make any mistakes."

Zhang Mingge snorted coldly and walked to Qin Shiyu. Immediately someone lifted a chair and put it behind him.

"Check it again to make sure it's safe."

He looked down at his slender white fingers and raised his mouth. He seemed very satisfied. He said with a low smile, "I always thought that the world is fair. What I pay, there will be equal fair returns. Later, I found out that it is not."

"Qin said," Qin said, "it's fair to look at the ancient rain. People are good at being bullied, and horses are good at riding. Those people will not let you go because you are kind. "

He seemed to think of something. His eyes turned red and out of control. "So, I will let those who owe me get their due retribution."

Seeing that Qin Shiyu didn't respond, Zhang Mingge sat back again and recovered her calm appearance. It seemed that the instant out of control was just another people's illusion.