Boyfriend came to the door after amnesia

Chapter 91

The cold sword cut through the soft skin and pierced into the body, making a crisp sound, and then warm blood splashed out and sprinkled on Ye Yunze's face, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his expression was numb.

Xu was the first to react. He clutched his chest and staggered to the ground. The black mist in the air suddenly dissipated, and the terrifying pressure disappeared.

Zhong Jiuli came back to his senses, his eyes were red, he raised his sword and swung at Ye Yunze.

Seeing that the sword was about to fall, a long whip restrained Zhong Jiuli's attack, and then Song Ci fell back as if exhausted. Zhong Jiuli stretched out his long arms and saw him embrace him.

After the initial surprise, Song Ci's expression turned calm. His death date was fixed, but no one could have imagined that he would die in Ye Yunze's hands.

Leaning in Zhong Jiuli's arms, he quietly looked at Ye Yunze and said, "You already know my identity, right?"

Ye Yunze nodded in a daze, the hand holding the sword was still trembling involuntarily, he tried his best to calm himself down, but tears still fell uncontrollably.

There was a bleak smile on Song Ci's face, his bloodless face was as white as a piece of thin paper, so fragile that it would shatter if squeezed lightly.

"well done."

Song Ci swallowed the blood pouring into his mouth, and said softly.

From the first time he could feel Xu's pain, he understood that he and Xu were one, not only sharing pain, but also sharing life and death.This is why Zhong Jiuli has been avoiding talking about it and hiding it from everyone. He wants to protect him.

But this secret was known after all, and that was fine, after he died, the market would cease to exist, and the monster would eventually disappear.

Song Ci raised his head with difficulty, a tear fell into his eye, he blinked, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

His eyes fell on Zhong Jiuli's face, which was filled with uncontrollable grief, and unshed tears hung on his slender eyelashes.He raised his hand and brushed his long eyelashes with his fingertips. He bent his mouth and said, "The monster is gone, you can take me home now."

Zhong Jiuli gave a low "hmm", he lowered his head and buried himself in Song Ci's arms, the heat instantly wet Song Ci's sleeves.

Song Ci put his hand on Zhong Jiuli's head in a vague way, hooked his broken hair with his fingertips, looked at the ceiling silently, and said slowly: "I really want to go to the night market with you again, last time I didn’t even eat any beef patties.” He muttered a little, and continued: “I used to think that there was still a lot of time, and there were so many places I wanted to go that I didn’t go, and now I really regret it.”

As he said that, a hot liquid flooded his trachea and poured into his mouth again, he coughed uncontrollably, and a large stream of blood flowed out of his mouth.

Zhong Jiuli raised his head, with a sad and flustered expression, he wiped the blood from Song Ci's mouth, his former composure had been shattered.At the moment when Song Ci hit the sword, reason and calm left him, and his thoughts were emptied.

He was at a loss as to what to find on his body, and said incoherently as he searched: "You will be fine, you will be fine, there must be a way, there must be a way."

Song Ci put his fingertips on Zhong Jiuli's lips, he smiled slowly, his vision gradually blurred, and said softly, "Listen to me."

Zhong Jiuli grabbed his gradually cold hand, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.

Song Ci said slowly: "Promise me, show me what the future world will look like?"

Tears flowed down, Zhong Jiuli held his hand tightly, he kept shaking his head, and begged, "I want you to live, I want you to see for yourself."

Song Ci's vision was already blurred, and even Zhong Jiuli, who was close at hand, could not be seen clearly. He suddenly felt very cold, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Dust-laden memories reappeared in his mind like a revolving lantern.

The face of the woman who often appeared in his dreams suddenly became clear. It was a gentle and beautiful young woman.

She stood not far away and waved to him, her voice was extremely gentle, "Aci."

Song Ci burst into tears, and he said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

It was he who killed his mother with his own hands, and forgetting did not take away his guilt, so Cheng Mingyue often appeared in his dreams and became his nightmare, always reminding him of what he had done.

Immediately after the scene changed, he stabbed Zhong Jiuli's chest with the sword in his hand, and tears fell from his empty eyes.

Zhong Jiuli raised his hand, wiped away the tears on his face, opened his blood-stained lips, and said, "Don't cry."

Tears blurred Song Ci's already dazed vision, he thought, it's too bad that he didn't even have a good look at Zhong Jiuli for the last time before he died.

He really didn't want to die, but he had to die.

Zhong Jiuli looked at Song Ci who tilted his head into his arms, and uttered a heavy mournful cry.

The market not far away fell to the ground without anyone paying attention, just like his fate of being abandoned.

He opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Song Ci. Fortunately, his life is not too bad, at least there are many people who love Song Ci.

**

Ye Wenqing stood outside the factory and looked up at the night sky. The black mist dissipated, and the moonlight fell again, revealing a cloudless and calm night sky.

He smiled, and even his eyes, which are difficult to reach with smiles on weekdays, smiled.

"Good boy."

He sighed and said softly.

Someone heard it and asked him, "What?"

Ye Wenqing shook his head, just smiled.

Ye Yunze thought he knew Ye Wenqing, but in fact Ye Wenqing didn't know him. He knew best how to incite Ye Yunze to make him raise his sword against Song Ci.

He knew very well how Ye Yunze would choose between the common people in the world and Song Ci.

It's a pity that his body is not good enough, and he will not be able to become a master after all.

Ye Wenqing turned around and looked into the depths of the night, showing a kind smile.

At this time, someone said in horror: "What is there!?"

Everyone looked sideways at the dark crowd from far to near.

**

Zhao Yinuo's eyes were red, and tears fell several times. She raised her sword and rushed towards Ye Yunze bitterly, "I'll kill you!"

Jin Nanling recovered from the shock and hurriedly chased after him.

But Ye Yunze stood there dumbly, not hiding, as if he was waiting for Zhao Yinuo to kill him.

Seeing that the sword had already pierced Ye Yunze's chest, Zhao Yinuo stopped her hand again. She dropped the sword, sat on the ground and began to cry loudly. Jin Nanling who rushed over knelt down and hugged her in his arms.

It took a long time for An Yan, who was speechless by the scene in front of him, to come back to his senses. He rushed to Zhong Jiuli, and hurriedly said: "Soul-fixing pill! Quickly use the soul-fixing pill to bind his body Soul!"

As if Zhong Jiuli had just woken up from a dream, he quickly took out the soul-fixing pill and put it in Song Ci's mouth, and sealed his ears and nose to prevent his soul from leaking out.

After finishing all this, he picked up Song Ci and walked outside.

But before reaching the door, he stopped.

Standing at the door against the light, Li Zhuo gave him a disdainful look with a look of contemptuous arrogance.

Zhong Jiuli said coldly, "Go away."

Li Zhuo sneered, fixedly looked at Zhong Jiuli, and said, "Hand over the soul-fixing pill."

Zhong Jiuli's eyes turned cold, he carefully placed Song Ci on the ground, and told An Yan, "Take care of him."

An Yan nodded quickly, and stood by Song Ci's side, "Okay."

Li Zhuo didn't fight, he waved his hand, dozens of figures stepped out from the darkness, Zhong Jiuli was startled when he saw their faces clearly.

——It’s a celestial master!

Before he could recover, those celestial masters raised their weapons and attacked Zhong Jiuli.

After hearing the movement, Zhao Yinuo and others rushed over and stared at the scene dumbfounded.

Seeing one of the figures, Zhao Yinuo yelled, "Uncle Lin!"

However, the man turned a deaf ear to it, and attacked Zhong Jiuli with a blank expression.

is a living person.

After fighting them, Zhong Jiuli immediately realized that they were all alive.

Zhong Jiuli's sword swept across the man's chest, and finally landed on his sword-holding hand. Warm blood splashed down. The man's hand trembled, but he still held the sword and attacked again, and the blood splashed out again. The man seemed neither aware of pain nor afraid of death.

Zhong Jiuli frowned and gradually lost his patience. He swung his sword into the man's heart.

The man twitched for a moment, but still stubbornly raised his sword, but he reached the ground before the sword fell.

Zhao Yinuo covered her mouth and tears fell.

What exactly happened here?

Seeing the effect, Zhong Jiuli no longer entangled with these people, and his subordinates moved much faster.

Not long after, corpses littered the ground.

Li Zhuo, who was hiding in the dark, laughed at the side. He said, "I really want to impress you today. How about it? How does it feel to kill someone?"

Ye Yunze looked for the sound and was stunned.

Zhong Jiuli ignored Li Zhuo's provocation and raised his sword to stab him.

Li Zhuo chuckled lightly, and didn't move, as someone stood in front of him one after another.

Looking at these heavenly masters who were stubborn to die, Li Zhuo's eyes turned cold. He thought he was vicious enough, but he didn't expect that he was just a drop in the bucket in front of Ye Wenqing.

Seeing that Zhong Jiuli was attacking Li Zhuo, those people who were still able to move stood up unsteadily, raised their swords and stabbed Zhong Jiuli behind him.

Zhao Yinuo was startled, her body moved faster than her mind, and she raised her sword to block those people's attacks.

At the same time, Zhong Jiuli turned around, pierced the man's heart with a sword, and warm blood fell on Zhao Yinuo's face.

She raised her trembling fingers in a daze, and touched the warm blood.

The two swords pierced the person who was attacking behind Zhao Yinuo at the same time. Zhong Jiuli and Jin Nanling looked at each other and drew out their swords. When they passed by Zhao Yinuo, Zhong Jiuli said coldly, "Don't get in the way."

Zhao Yinuo was taken aback for a moment, then she wiped away the blood with a wipe of her face, and with tears in her eyes, raised her sword and stabbed at these former friends.

She had already seen that although they were alive, they were no longer human beings.

The disgusting smell of blood filled the factory, and the three of them stood there, their white clothes were stained red with blood, and the ground was covered with corpses, blood flowing into rivers, like a hell on earth.

"Crack-pump-"

Li Zhuo clapped his hands and came out from the dark place. He raised his eyebrows, pretending to be surprised and said, "It's really amazing."

Ye Yunze asked tremblingly, "Who are you?"

Li Zhuo looked at him, smiled slightly, and said cruelly, "You can ask your grandpa. By the way—" He paused, with the corners of his mouth raised, "Don't you think the voices of those phone calls are familiar?"

Ye Yunze's whole body froze, his eyes widened, his heart was about to burst, he shouted: "You lied to me! Impossible!"

Li Zhuo sneered, looked at Ye Yunze with pitiful eyes, and said, "But you've done a good deed, if the market doesn't die, we don't even want to live."

Ye Yunze's eyes turned red immediately, and he attacked Li Zhuo in embarrassment.

Li Zhuo flashed his figure and said, "I'll be here first today." After a pause, he looked at Zhong Jiuli and said firmly, "I'll put the soul-fixing pill here first, and I'll take it away with my own hands some other day. .”

As soon as the words fell, Li Zhuo ran away, and Ye Yunze immediately chased after him.Zhao Yinuo glanced at Song Ci on the ground, and said to Zhong Jiuli, "Brother, you must have a way to save Song Ci, right?"

Zhong Jiuli nodded and hugged Song Ci into his arms.

With tears in Zhao Yinuo's eyes, she nodded and tried to curl the corners of her mouth, but her voice was still obviously crying: "When he wakes up, I will definitely press Ye Yunze in front of him and apologize to him."

Zhong Jiuli's pupils shrank slightly, he pursed his lips tightly, hugged Song Ci and left without saying a word.