Liu Xu's voice softened and he said seductively: "Little girl, what reason do you have to protect such a fake? If the person who killed Thirteenth Lang and Feng Zongqi was really him, then he wanted to do everything to hinder him.
He became Yang Wenxuan and killed all his people so that he could enjoy the glory and wealth with peace of mind. Then, you, your father, and your mother, sooner or later you will die in his hands."
Xiaodi shook her head desperately. She didn't believe it. She didn't want to believe it. She didn't want to believe that the young master who was like a real brother was dead. She didn't want to believe that the young master who was very kind to her was actually a fake. He didn't want to believe everything about her.
It's all hypocrisy, he's just a wolf in human skin.
Unknowingly, tears burst into her eyes. Xiaodi didn't know why she was crying. She just wanted to cry, maybe because of sadness, maybe because of fear.
Her eyes were blurred by tears, so that the people and scenes in front of her were blurry. She didn't notice that a figure had sneaked into the room quietly and stood behind Liu Xu like a ghost.
In the blur, she suddenly discovered that one of Liu Xu's heads had turned into two heads, and then she heard a sound, and Liu Xu waved his hands as if to brush away something. Xiaodi blinked away her tears and saw the young master.
He was standing behind the evil man, his arms tightly wrapped around the evil man's throat, until his face turned purple.
Xiaodi couldn't help but shouted in surprise: "Master"
Just after shouting, she suddenly remembered what Liu Xu had just said, and couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. She looked at the man in front of her who was supposed to be her young master with a strange look.
"Shopkeeper Liu, are you finished?"
Xia Xun stood behind shopkeeper Liu and said coldly. His eyes fell on Xiaodi. When he saw Xiaodi covered in blood, Xia Xun had an unbelievable look on his face. He felt so sorry for him and his eyes quickly overflowed.
With the angry flame, the arm tightened, and his hand reached towards Shopkeeper Liu's waist, where a sharp knife with an ear tip was inserted.
Liu Xu desperately grabbed Xia Xun's steel-like strong arms, his eyes bulged, and hissed: "You...are you? How could you...doubt me? How could you...find it here..."
"I doubt you because you don't know how to hide your doubts, or because you don't take me seriously at all. I came here because you are stupider than a pig."
As Xia Xun spoke, he slowly pulled out the sharp, sharp-edged knife from Liu Xu's waist. Without saying a word, he stabbed Liu Xu's waist to the end.
Liu Xu's eyes suddenly bulged out, showing a look of horror and despair...
Feng Xihui opens a store here and arranges Liu Xu here. What effect will it have?
Xia Xun thought for a long time from Feng Xihui's point of view, and only thought of one possibility: "prepare a way out."
Since they are doing something shameful, they will definitely worry about being discovered. With Feng Xihui's caution and calmness, he will definitely arrange an escape route. Since they want to arrange an escape route, they need a place to hide and a convenient way to escape.
Tools. In the south, they usually use boats, and in the north, they use horses. If they want to escape quickly, they need horses.
Following the results of this analysis, Xia Xun wanted to ask if there were any people in the village who raised horses. When he heard what the old fishing man said by the river, he immediately rushed to the village and bypassed the horses hired by Feng Zongqi and the others.
The horse breeder, the deaf and mute old Li Tou who lived in the front yard, rushed to the stable in the backyard and found it as expected.
The knife was dug deep into the handle. Xia Xun slowly let go of the handle, lifted up Liu Xu's short brown back hem, wrapped it around the handle, held it tightly, and then slowly rotated the handle. Liu Xu was like
The wind-up robot's eyes suddenly widened, and its hands, feet, and waist all twitched desperately in a weird posture.
Because his throat was tightly held by Xia Xun, he couldn't scream. He could only hiss out, and then it turned into a hiccup, and finally a stream of blood gurgled out from his mouth.
The inside of his abdominal cavity was stirred bit by bit by the knife in Xia Xun's hand, and the five internal organs, including the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, were stirred bit by bit.
He finally knew what it felt like to have a knife stirring around in his body. When he tortured Xiaodi, he only knew that she was in agony. He didn't know until this kind of torture was applied to him.
What was the feeling of excruciating pain? He would rather die immediately than suffer such a pain, but he did not die so quickly.
Xiaodi's eyes widened in horror, frightened by Xia Xun's sadistic and cruel methods.
The knife rotated around and around, and the inside of Liu Xu's abdominal cavity had been twisted into a ball of flesh. Even a big hole was made in his lower back. Blood soaked through his clothes and dripped between his legs.
The blood dripped down and quickly accumulated into a small puddle. Liu Xu's neck mechanically twitched a few times, tilted softly to the side, and took his last breath.
Xia Xun pushed his body aside as if it were a broken sack, rushed to Xiaodi's side, and shouted in fear and distress: "Xiaodi"
He pulled off the bitten piece of cloth from Xiaodi's mouth, and then went to untie the rope on her body. In order to endure the pain, Xiaodi struggled hard, and the rope had sunk into her flesh. Xia Xun didn't even dare to look at it.
After he started, he turned around and hurriedly pulled out the knife from Liu Xu's waist. Staring at the bloody sharp knife, Xiaodi suddenly asked weakly and clearly: "Master, are you... here to save me?"
Xia Xun stopped in surprise and said: "Of course"
Xiaodi's eyes slowly moved to his face, and she said slowly: "What about now, should you kill me?"
Xia Xun's face suddenly turned gray. He was silent for a long time before he asked calmly: "You... believe what he said?"
Xiaodi stared at him for a moment and said word by word: "I don't believe it. I want you to tell me if you are my young master? If you say yes, I will believe it."
Xia Xun slowly raised his eyes and looked at Xiaodi. Gradually, his eyes began to wander.
He couldn't say it. He thought it was easy to say "yes", but he just couldn't say it. In order to keep this identity, he could take extraordinary risks and kill two Jinyi guards in a row, but when faced with Xiaodi's pair of
With eyes full of bloodshot eyes and tear stains, and facing her haggard appearance, he didn't have the courage to lie at all.
"It turns out to be so difficult to pretend to be someone. Finally, my time in Qingzhou is coming to an end."
Xia Xun thought sadly and raised the knife sadly. Seeing his expression and actions, Xiaodi closed her eyes in despair.
The bloody knife was raised, but it did not penetrate her body. The blade fell down and cut the rope that bound her body.
As soon as the rope was broken, Xiaodi's knees softened and she slid to the ground. Xia Xun quickly held her up. Seeing the injuries on her body, he said sadly: "I will carry you back."
Peng Ziqi, who was hiding low outside the window and only slightly peeking into the room, slowly loosened his grip on the handle of the knife and stared at Xia Xun with a strange look.
Xiaodi was also staring at Xia Xun, looking at him in surprise, and then asked: "Is my young master really dead?"
"yes"
"Did you kill him?"
"no"
Big tears fell down, and Xiaodi sobbed and asked, "Is what that person said true? Are they really Jin Yiwei?"
"yes"
"Then you...you are really what they found..."
"yes"
Xia Xun breathed a sigh of relief and said solemnly: "You are seriously injured. Don't ask so many questions. I...send you back. Your parents are very worried about you."
Xiaodi lowered her head, then raised it slightly, staring at him with tearful eyes, and asked: "What next? What are you going to do?"
"I?"
Xia Xun was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "The Jin Yiwei will hunt me down, and the government will also issue a warrant to arrest me. Of course I have to leave, change my appearance, and escape. My body is like a swallow in the nest, a visitor every year, and my heart is envious of the wandering monk everywhere.
Run as far as you can."
Xiaodi asked persistently: "Then why don't you kill me? Now I am the only one who knows your identity. If you kill me, you can still blame it on that evil man. You are still the young master of the Yang family. Didn't he say that he can prove you
Have the identity items been burned?"
Xia Xun didn't say anything, and Xiaodi asked again: "If you don't kill me, do you know that as long as I am willing to testify, you will be arrested by the government and beheaded?"
Xia Xun smiled bitterly and stretched out his hand. Xiaodi moved slightly, trying to dodge, but in the end he did not move. Xia Xun's hand gently touched her cheek, pitying and gentle. He gently brushed away a strand of blood on Xiaodi's cheek.
With his hair sticky with sweat, he said softly: "You are such a troubled child, silly little girl, what do you want to prove?"
Xiaodi didn't say anything, but her tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.
Xia Xun said dejectedly: "Okay, since you don't like me touching you... how about... you rest here first and I'll deliver the letter. Someone will pick you up soon."
He took one last deep look at Xiaodi, slowly let go of his hand, and whispered: "I really like these days with you... I'm leaving, take care of yourself."
Xiaodi's tears flowed faster and more urgently. She looked at Xia Xun with blurred eyes, watching him walk backward step by step to the door. Just as she was about to step out, she suddenly screamed: "You
do not go"
She wanted to catch up, but she stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Just a moment later, her body landed firmly in Xia Xun's arms. The injury on her body hurt her from this touch.
There was another groan.
Xia Xun said anxiously: "Xiaodi, how are you?"
Xiaodi shook her head, her blood-stained hands tightly grasping his clothes. Her arms were full of scars, and her subcutaneous muscles were damaged by the weird torture instrument. She felt excruciating pain with just a little force, but
She still held him very hard, as if he would run away if she let go.
Xiaodi cried: "You can't leave. I won't let you go. If you leave, who will find the murderer and avenge my young master? If you leave, who will take care of the young master's clothes?"