It seemed that he was disturbed by the howling of the two people, or maybe it was the reflection of the light, the old man's closed eyes trembled and slowly opened.

Worms crawled out of his blood-stained eyes.

The old man glanced at Zhuang Xiaoyu, and finally his eyes fell on the tortured and inhuman Qin Wuyan. His voice was as hoarse as a broken bellows, and he spoke with a breath of air, "Ah Yan, the old man finally waited for you."

Qin Wuyan choked up: "Master, I hurt you."

"It's none of your business." The old man's withered lips twitched: "Even without you, when the Gu worms in the old man's body lose their restraint, sooner or later they will come to this point.

The old man has been reluctant to swallow this breath for a long time, just waiting for you to come back, the old man has counted, this is the last time between you and the old man. "

Qin Wuyan's tears poured out silently, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Don't cry." The old man closed his eyes again: "If you could cut off love, you wouldn't end up in this situation, but you have nothing, how can you protect the person you want to protect?

Ah Yan, remember what the old man taught you in the past, there are some things you can also have.

Do princes and generals care about each other?

As the old man's closed disciple, you can't just lose your life in vain, otherwise, it will be a waste of the old man's teaching to you, as well as the waste of all the torture and humiliation that the old man has suffered these days.

Ah Yan, you are the most proud student in my life! "

After finishing the last sentence, as if the old man had exhausted his last ounce of strength, he spit out a ball of blood into the medicine vat, slammed his body against the edge of the medicine vat, and fell into the pitch-black liquid medicine.

Qin Wuyan struggled, out of breath, and wailed mournfully.

The guard cursed: "Old man, it's time like this, yet he still has the strength to bite his tongue and kill himself."

When Qin Wuyan heard the news of the old man's death, he couldn't breathe and passed out, and fell into the arms of the dumbfounded Zhuang Xiaoyu.

The blood on his body stained the silk and satin wrapped around Zhuang Xiaoyu's body.

Zhuang Mingyan and Zhuang Minghao felt that the rancid smell was unpleasant and the scene was disgusting, so they stood outside the door and didn't plan to come in at all.

But seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't dislike Qin Wuyan at all, he hugged Qin Wuyan in his arms, his whole body was numb, and hurried over to hug Zhuang Xiaoyu: "Sister, this man is so dirty, you can see him too if you want to see him." Now, get out of here quickly."

Zhuang Xiaoyu broke away from their hands, pondered for a moment, took out a handkerchief from his bosom, and wiped off the bloodstains on Qin Wuyan's face little by little, his voice seemed to be blocked in his throat, and overflowed little by little: "Brother , I agree."

"What did you promise?"

"I promise to marry into the Min family well." Zhuang Xiaoyu looked down at Qin Wuyan whose eyes were closed tightly, his eyes were so dry that they hurt: "But I have a condition, if you don't agree, just wait for my corpse to be collected."

Zhuang Minghao saw that his younger sister had finally changed her mind and changed her mind. He was very happy, and hurriedly asked: "Tell me, brother will agree to anything that brother can do for you."

"Heal his wounds, don't allow anyone to abuse him in the mansion, and send him out of the priest's mansion after he recovers.

As long as he is good, I am willing to be Mr. Min's wife. "Zhuang Xiaoyu's fingers ran down Qin Wuyan's shoulders, holding the ten fingers that had been pricked by bamboo sticks.

What did he do wrong, he was just liked by him, and he just agreed to take him away from the priest's mansion when he was forcing him to die, and he was tortured to such an extent.

Could it be that he really wanted to kill him without a whole body?