Chapter 110 Young Master Xiao's Condition Is Wrong
Destined to be abandoned.
Xiao Qi's mad roar broke through his throat, and all kinds of extreme pain were entangled together, binding him tightly like a vine, dragging him into the deepest abyss of pain, and swallowing him up bit by bit.
If you sink like this, you can forget your past...
Bei Ming glanced at him with cold eyes, watching him destroy himself, watching him gradually get lost until he withered.
But at this moment, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and his eyes flashed slightly, staring at Xiao Qi.
Gradually, Xiao Qi stopped struggling and stood stiffly on the spot. He slowly raised his head. His pair of coquettish and frantic blood-red eyes shocked Bei Minghan.
Xiao Qi was smiling, his smile was stunning, but it was very cold. His red eyes were like the setting sun, manic and strange, staring straight at him. At this moment, Xiao Qi seemed to be possessed by a demon soul, and his whole body was exuding a biting coldness.
Bitty breath.
Bei Minghan frowned. There was always something wrong with Xiao Qi in front of him, something indescribably strange.
Slowly, the smile on Xiao Qi's handsome face was suppressed by him, and was replaced by a chilling aura, so violent and cruel, the aura formed a killing blade, as if it was going to pierce his bones...
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Yiyi was in a bad mood. After much deliberation, she decided to tell Xiao Qi first. If he couldn't get through on the phone, he might start thinking wildly again. So, instead of going home, she went directly to Xishan.
Aunt Zhang opened the door and was surprised to see it was her, "Miss Zhang?"
Yiyi smiled and said hello, and immediately asked, "Aunt Zhang, where is Xiao Qi?"
"Uh, Miss Zhang, didn't you ask the young master out?" Aunt Zhang asked curiously.
Yiyi was stunned, "Me? No!"
"That's not right, the young master just left after receiving your call." Aunt Zhang was very sure of this. Because only Miss Zhang could make the young master look so excited and expectant.
Yiyi's beautiful eyebrows slowly knitted up, and suddenly, a bad premonition hit her heart.
First her cell phone was stolen on the street, and then Xiao Qi took her phone number to go to an appointment...
She grabbed Aunt Zhang suddenly and asked urgently, "Auntie, do you know where he went?"
Aunt Zhang was startled by her, "I don't know either, but I asked the driver to take the young master there... I'll call and ask now."
Aunt Zhang went back to the house and called, asked for the driver's location and told Yiyi. Yiyi then called her brother, "Xiao Chun, contact Tuo and Ding Qian..."
After explaining all this, Yiyi didn't dare to delay for a moment and rushed over immediately.
When she arrived, Tuo and Ding Qian had already arrived.
Ding Qian stood alone in front of the dilapidated two-story building. When he saw Yiyi running over, he quickly reached out to stop her and said hesitantly, "Miss Zhang, you'd better not go in."
Yiyi frowned, "Is Xiao Qi inside?"
Ding Qian nodded slowly, with an unusually solemn expression. Seeing him like this, Yiyi felt increasingly uneasy in her heart. She insisted, "I want to go in!"
"Miss Zhang, Mr. Xiao is fine, you...you better not go in..." Ding Qian's vague attitude and obviously avoidant eyes made Yiyi no longer hesitate, push him away and go inside.
"Miss Zhang!" Ding Qian wanted to stop her, but Tuo's voice came from inside, "Ding Qian, let her come in."
After Tuo spoke, Ding Qian let him go, and then continued to guard outside, not letting anyone get close.
Pushing open the big iron door, there was a harsh "squeaking" sound, and her heart was beating wildly for no reason, making her even more uneasy. When Yiyi raised her eyes, she was instantly stunned by the scene in front of her.
Blood, blood everywhere, the walls and the ground were all splattered with blood.
The air was filled with the smell of blood, which was disgusting.
Yiyi stood frozen on the spot, a scene she had only seen in horror movies was now real before her eyes. She only felt that her brain was empty and her misty eyes were about to be stained red by the blood in front of her.
Xiao Qi...
She woke up suddenly, not daring to wonder if Xiao Qi was in danger. Her heart suddenly rose in her throat, and she nervously looked for Xiao Qi's figure. Then she saw the man sitting in the corner with his head lowered, lazily
Sitting there proudly, his hands were placed on the armrests of the chair, covered in blood, and the blood was still dripping down his fingertips.
"Xiao Qi!" Yiyi was so shocked that she wanted to step forward, but her arm was grabbed by someone.
She turned around and met Tuo's solemn gaze, "Miss Zhang, don't go there yet."
Yiyi frowned suspiciously, "Tuo, what happened? Where did this... this blood come from?" Subconsciously, she didn't want to think of such a bloody thing, let alone put it all together.
Xiao Qi thought about it.
Tuo looked at her, as if considering her psychological endurance, and finally, under her fierce gaze, he slowly said, "Young Master Xiao killed them all."
Yiyi was stunned, took a step back in disbelief, leaned against the wall softly, and opened her mouth, "It's...it's Xiao Qisha..."
Tuo nodded, "When we arrived, it was already like this."
Yiyi struggled to find his voice, "He... committed suicide... I mean, who died?"
Tuo shook his head, "The bodies are incomplete and cannot be put together, but they should be three men and one woman."
Yiyi's breath froze, and he raised his head to look at Xiao Qi over there, "The body is not...incomplete?!" What kind of situation can be called an incomplete body? And Xiao Qi, what has he done?
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Her eyes fell on his hands that were still dripping with blood. Such beautiful hands, the hands that gently caressed her, the hands that once picked peach blossoms for her, are now covered in blood...
Tuo didn't seem to have much reaction to this. No matter how he died, the result was the same. Obviously, he cared about another thing, "Young Master Xiao's condition is not right."
Yiyi was startled, her heart was tightly grasped, and she looked at Xiao Qi in the distance, "What's wrong with him? Is he injured?"
"No," Tuo Wei paused, as if he didn't know how to describe it. Yiyi couldn't bear it anymore and walked towards Xiao Qi.
The bloodstains under his feet were very scattered, and he could guess that the scene at that time must have been very chaotic. Yiyi seemed to hear the voices of those people crying for help, right next to his ears, so clearly.
She took a deep breath to stop herself from thinking about it. She suppressed the feeling of nausea and stepped on the shocking bloodstains under her feet until she came to him.
She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch him, but stopped when she was about to touch him.
A cruel and demonic aura emanated from his whole body, and automatic defenses wrapped around him. He was so cold and rigid that he did not allow anyone to get close to him.