Du Qingchen took off his coat and covered it with Jing Xue. His face was livid and his eyes were bloodshot. He wanted to close Jing Xue's eyes for several times but failed.
He gritted his teeth and said: "Brother, don't worry, your death will not be in vain. I, Du Qingchen, swear that I will avenge you. I will kill them all. I will make his death a hundred times worse than yours!"
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A group of brothers also had fierce eyes.
Liu Lang was an orphan rescued by Du Qingchen. The two had a very deep relationship. Now that Liu Lang is dead, he is very sad.
In this industry, death actually doesn't mean anything, but there are many kinds of death. Liu Lang's death was so tragic.
Moreover, when he died, it must have been very humiliating, because his girlfriend was insulted by a group of beasts before she died.
This was undoubtedly a great shame and humiliation for Liu Lang.
Judging from the circumstances of their deaths, they were tortured to death.
If this revenge is not avenged, Du Qingchen will not be able to explain it to himself.
After a while, he said to the God of Wealth: "Okay, you can arrange a place to burn them. After we avenge him, I will take them back to Xia Kingdom and find a place to bury them properly."
We can't be together. They must be together after death. I'm not in a good mood. You go back first while I go out for a walk."
After Du Qingchen finished speaking, he drove away in the car.
The God of Wealth ordered his brothers to wrap the bodies of Liu Lang and Jing Xue, put them in the car, and arrange everything themselves.
Du Qingchen drove aimlessly on the street, and finally found a place to drink from afternoon to night.
Liu Lang's death made him feel a little guilty.
Maybe if you pay more attention, this kind of thing won't happen.
He wanted to get drunk, but it was more difficult for him than killing him.
In the end, he had no choice but to leave the hotel, drove to the most prosperous area in the city, parked the car on the side of the road, and Du Qingchen arrived at the Fountain Square not far away.
The square was very lively with people coming and going, but compared with that in China, it was still a little different.
If you are in China, in a place like this, there will definitely be someone selling cold drinks and snacks at night, or at least there will be a snack street nearby.
But not here.
In the center of the square, a woman was sitting there wearing a veil covering her face and a set of Hanfu. An ancient zheng was placed in front of her.
The woman is very beautiful. Although her face cannot be seen, the outline of her facial features can still be seen. At least she is not ugly. Her figure is excellent, especially when she wears Hanfu, she feels like a fairy.
Du Qingchen originally just glanced at it casually, but after one glance, he could no longer look away. A dusty memory appeared in his mind like a tide.
He stood not far in front of the woman, looking at her stupidly, with a very complicated expression.
This woman, regardless of her temperament, figure or facial features, looked very much like an old friend of his.
That was his confidante in another world. She loved him very much, but in the end she died trying to save him.
At that time, Du Qingchen was sad for a while and forgot about this woman. He was a cultivator at that time and had a very indifferent view of the relationship between men and women.
It was not until he came to this world that his state of mind changed a lot. He also reviewed and felt that there was something wrong with his previous cultivation methods. He has now learned to enjoy life and no longer cares about the relationship between men and women.
So repulsive.
Seeing this woman again at this time, those memories came to his mind, and he suddenly felt impulsive and wanted to step forward and lift the woman's veil.
Even though he knew that his confidante was dead, he buried it himself, but their temperaments were so similar that he now wanted to see if the woman's appearance was also similar.
He doesn't believe in ghosts or gods, nor does he believe in reincarnation, but now he hopes that such a thing really exists.
The woman is playing a very famous piece of music. It is certain that she must be from the Xia Kingdom.
Many people nearby stopped and listened.
She actually plays the piano quite well, and with her extraordinary temperament, she will naturally become the focus of everyone's attention.
Du Qingchen was only a few meters away from her, so Du Qingchen became the focus of everyone's attention.
Many people were a little dissatisfied with Du Qingchen, because he was too close to this woman, and his eyes were a little hot when he stared at her.
The song is over.
Du Qingchen finally couldn't help it and walked forward to the woman. He had a bunch of m knives in his hand and threw them all into the paper box in front of her.
Suddenly, the surrounding audience could not help but be speechless.
Du Qingchen is really too generous.
This time, at least tens of thousands were thrown away.
Even the woman was a little surprised, but she frowned and said, "You gave too much."
She also saw the heat in Du Qingchen's eyes, and she didn't like it.
Huh?
Du Qingchen was stunned.
Is there anyone who thinks it’s too much money?
He also saw that the woman in front of him didn't like him very much.
However, he didn't think too much, and his eyes slowly returned to normal, but his expression was still a little complicated, and he said: "You don't need to think too much, I just think that you look like an old friend of mine, so I am very fond of you."
Interested, can I see your true face?"
The woman was stunned.
Du Qingchen said it very seriously, not joking at all.
The woman's frown deepened: "Like your old friend, your way of picking up conversations is too old-fashioned. Also, it's not that my true face cannot be seen by others, but it is not something that can be seen casually. I see
You used Chinese. It seems that you are from the Xia country. I am also from the Xia country. Since I am a fellow countryman, I will not attack you. You can go and take the money with you. I am not short of money. I just want to
The country’s culture has spread to all parts of the world.”
"Oh, okay, I'm sorry, maybe I was a little presumptuous just now, but can I borrow your guzheng?"
Du Qingchen became calmer and calmer, and said very politely, with an unwavering look in his eyes.
It seemed that he no longer paid attention to this woman, but just looked at the guzheng.
The woman became a little curious and asked, "Can you play?"
"I studied for a week, so it was okay. I was in a bad mood tonight and drank a little, but I was not drunk. When I saw you, I really thought of an old friend of mine. Unfortunately, she has passed away a long time ago.
I just wanted to vent my emotions, so I borrowed your guzheng. Don’t worry, I’m not a bad person.”
Du Qingchen explained politely. He didn't hide anything and spoke frankly.
The woman finally believed Du Qingchen's words, or maybe she sympathized with her. She asked, "Is everything you said true? Didn't you lie to me?"
"If you don't want to borrow it, forget it. The money is nothing to me. Thank you."
Du Qingchen turned around and prepared to leave.
But the woman suddenly stopped him again.
"Wait a minute."
The woman hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you in a particularly bad mood now?"
Du Qingchen nodded.
"How about I give you a song?"
"Thank you for your kindness. I just want to play a song by myself to remember my friend." Du Qingchen said bluntly.
This made the woman a little unhappy.
This is a rejection of her kindness.
"Okay, if that's the case, then come on."
She stood up, walked to the side, and made a gesture of invitation.