【Kuan Xin】Snake and Venom

Midsummer is approaching, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter today. The scorching sun has not yet risen in the sky, and the summer heat has gradually emerged.

Two days after sending Xiaojing away, the bright and clear blue sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds. It was clear that it was clear just now. In the blink of an eye, there were lightning and thunder, steaming heat, dull and distracted, black clouds oppressive, and fell heavily on everyone's heart.

After a while, the pouring rain poured down, and the sound of rustling rain was endless.

Because of the heavy rain, the five of Yuan Zhongxin had to find a teahouse to hide from the rain. Looking at the raindrops dancing outside the teahouse, the five people were in a trance, except for Yuan Zhongxin who had a calm face. , the faces of the rest of the people were all gloomy and gloomy.

Through the heavy rain curtain, Yuan Zhongxin's eyes were far and deep, dim and unclear, as if he was thinking about something.

Wang Kuan looked at Yuan Zhongxin's back from afar, and sadly and lonely climbed onto his shoulders, and took root on the ground. At first glance, Yuan Zhongxin was so ethereal and uncertain. For a moment, Wang Kuan stopped walking, Don't dare to go forward.

He was afraid, afraid that he would disturb Yuan Zhongxin.

Wang Kuan's eyes were full of sorrow, he knew it too late, and before he knew it, he had already been put in a safe range by Yuan Zhongxin, and his own participation was not needed in his play - because of this, Wang Kuan Can't help anything.

But the most ironic thing is that his own powerlessness is the greatest help to Yuan Zhongxin.

Wang Kuan had no choice but to become restrained, even with love for him, he became cautious and heart-piercing at the same time, humbled to the dust, for fear of disturbing him.

Why is this happening?

How could this be the case between them if one didn't pay attention?

His love for Yuan Zhongxin should have been upright, the two of them should have been at ease like gods, and be at ease like banished immortals, Yuan Zhongxin is so good, they should have used the best things in the world to match him.

Didn't he make a wish?

His lifelong wish, the only wish, is to hope that Yuan Zhongxin can be well.

What, is it like this?

Wang Kuan questioned himself over and over again, his eyes gradually distorted, violent and reckless flying, colliding with his crumbling reason, suddenly, a cold palm covered his face, barely covering his eyes.

"Wang Kuan, calm down."

It was Yuan Zhongxin's gentle voice, which was different from the sweltering wind, and came slowly with coolness and warmth.

Wang Kuan froze for a moment, then trembled all over.

He still couldn't accept it, no matter how Yuan Zhongxin persuaded and comforted him, he was still crazy, and the pain in his heart kept tearing at him.

He almost wanted to die.

Yuan Zhongxin covered Wang Kuan's eyes with complicated expressions. After a long while, he sighed helplessly, raised his other hand, and gently stroked away a drop of blood and tears on Wang Kuan's face. Into Yuan Zhongxin's heart.

"Wang Kuan, you have to calm down and treat it for me, okay?"

After a long time, Wang Kuan raised his hand to hold Yuan Zhongxin's hand, slowly put it down, and locked it tightly in his palm. He burst out from his lips: "I want them to die...I must make their life worse than death!"

Yuan Zhongxin took him into his arms, and patted Wang Kuan's solid back lightly, as if coaxing a child: "Okay, I'll listen to you. After the matter is done, you can do whatever you want."

Wang Kuan exhausted all his strength to imprison Yuan Zhongxin in his arms, as if he was afraid that Yuan Zhongxin would float away at any time. The mother and child were about to split apart, and his paranoid and distorted eyes were horribly frightening. He murmured like a madman: "I will never let anyone who has hurt you!"

Yuan Zhongxin twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled wryly in his heart. In order not to let Wang Kuan fall into the endless cycle of self-blame, he could only cruelly say: "Okay, I believe you will - but now is not the best time , before defeating them, you must stay very clear, otherwise, you will not be able to help me, but will harm me instead, do you understand, Wang Kuan?"

The three of Zhao Jian frowned, feeling extremely uncomfortable, full of grief and anger, they wished to help Yuan Zhongxin carry everything, but before that, Yuan Zhongxin had kicked them out of the game, they could only watch, helplessly Yuan Zhongxin and Wang Kuan embraced desperately, unable to even cry.

The rain weakened a little. In order to return to Kaifeng as soon as possible, the five of them rode on the road in the rain without delay.

When it rained, the road was particularly difficult to walk. It took them two full days to complete the section of the road that should have been completed in one day. At noon with a light rain, Yuan Zhongxin and others finally returned to Kaifeng.

However, just after entering the city gate of Kaifeng, Yuan Zhongxin suddenly felt a chill. Looking at the normal streets and alleys, an extremely ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart. It was obviously a familiar scene, but it was so normal that it shocked him. Jumping, he pursed his lips tightly, looked around vigilantly, but couldn't see the clue.

Yuan Zhongxin did not relax his guard, he knew that his illusions were always more accurate than judgments.

When the five people walked back to the gate of the secret pavilion, Yuan Zhongxin knew that his illusion had come true again.

There are no people on the street in front of the gate of the secret pavilion, the gate is tightly covered, there is no one in the guard room, the desolation is extremely depressed, the sultry wind is blowing, and the dead air is lingering on the wooden hooks, stagnant for a long time, Yuan Zhongxin His hearing has not been completely lost, he turned his head slightly, but he couldn't hear the slightest anger from the people inside the gate.

Silence, lifelessness, uneasiness, and panic rushed straight into the thoughts of the five people.

Looking at everything in front of him, Wei Yanei couldn't accept it, and murmured in panic, "What's going on..."

How did the secret pavilion become like this?

No one responded, and the rest were in fear.

Yuan Zhongxin gritted his teeth secretly, stepped forward, grasped the cold iron handle, and knocked heavily on the vermilion wooden door, then stepped back a few steps, folded his arms with his hands, and looked indifferent.

But after a while, the heavy wooden door was pulled open, and at this moment, a surge of heat surged, and the expressions of the five people suddenly became awe-inspiring, unbelievable.

Just now, the extremely thick bloody smell approached the five of them like a sharp blade of ice, choking them dizzy for a while.

Zhao Jian covered her mouth and nose in disgust, and even found it difficult to breathe. Her face was rather pale, and she looked at the silent Yuan Zhongxin in shock, and hesitated to speak.

Wei Yanei said tremblingly: "Yuan Zhongxin, what happened here..."

Xue Ying said solemnly: "Yuan Zhongxin, why don't we go to the police first?"

Wang Kuan shook his head slowly, his eyes flickering, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "It's useless, the Secret Pavilion may have become what it is now after we left, if reporting to the official is useful, Lu Zhangyuan has gone .”

I'm afraid even the Holy Majesty wouldn't dare to take care of these people from the secret pavilion.

Yuan Zhongxin said suddenly: "Let's go."

Along the way, there was no sound, not a single person was seen, the gates of each restaurant were closed, and the desolation made them feel as if they had passed away. The dead trees and branches on the ground were messy, and blood stains could be seen everywhere on the white sand and gravel. When it was sprayed on the ground, some of them had condensed and turned black, while others were still bright red. Seeing Yuan Zhongxin and his party were terrified and speechless.

They dare not imagine what the secret pavilion has experienced.

When Yuan Zhongxin and the others were about to walk back to the door of Qizhai, a figure rushed out, bumped into Xue Ying, and then fell to the ground, shaking like chaff, short of breath, slurred Muttering something clearly.

Wei Yanei exclaimed: "Lin Liang?!"

Yuan Zhongxin and the five were dumbfounded. It was unbelievable that this was Lin Liang, the noble and arrogant son of a family. Now his face was covered with blood, his whole body was dirty, and his tattered clothes gave off a sour smell, which was exposed to the air. His skin was covered with scars, and there was not a single spot that was intact!

Yuan Zhongxin immediately squatted down to help him, his pupils trembled: "Lin Liang, Lin Liang!"

Lin Liang yelled wildly, swinging his hands and feet around, yelling something.

Yuan Zhongxin held him down and shouted sharply: "Lin Liang, wake up! I'm Yuan Zhongxin!"

"Be sober? Yuan Zhongxin, your request is a bit too much for a fool."

A delicate voice came with a smile.

When the five people heard this, they gathered together with great hostility, subconsciously blocked Lin Liang behind them, and angrily gouged out the girl in the pink dress in front of them.

Yuan Zhongxin showed astonishment, and then gritted his teeth: "Lin-Yao! It's you! What did you do to Lin Liang?"

Lin Yao pursed her lips and smiled lightly. She was both satisfied and puzzled by Yuan Zhongxin's angry reaction. She tilted her head in a pure and beautiful manner: "What did I do? I just picked out his tongue , broke his right leg bone, fed him half his life, and made him a fool by the way—Yuan Zhongxin, are you angry?"

"What's there to be angry about? You and him are just acquaintances of gentlemen and fresh water. Lin Liang's fate can be regarded as the retribution for bumping into you like before, isn't it?"

A girl who is obviously only fifteen or sixteen years old, with such a bright and lovely appearance, but the inside is so rotten that there is not a trace of good flesh, yet the words she speaks are so vicious and creepy!

Zhao Jian couldn't believe that this was the Lin Yao she had seen before. She was shy and introverted in her impression, and she was very quiet. How could she transform into this devilish appearance? She shouted in surprise: "Lin Yao! He is your brother! He treats you in every possible way, yet you are still able to do it?! Are you still human!"

Lin Yao disdainfully sneered, she seemed to have heard some big joke about Zhao Jian's words, her cold eyes were filled with a fierce light, and she said unhurriedly: "So what if he is my brother, I'm not afraid to tell you, The Yidulin family was killed by me long ago, leaving this trash behind is just to give you a surprise, Yuan Zhongxin."

Yuan Zhongxin gritted his teeth, and the words burst out with extreme anger: "Why?"

Lin Yao smiled and said in a cold tone, "Because I'm bored, what's more, my pavilion master specially asked me to treat you well—how, are you satisfied with this gift?"

Yuan Zhongxin's face was frosty, staring at her with gloomy eyes, and he pursed his mouth tightly without answering.

If the murderous intent in his eyes could be turned into reality, Lin Yao would have been hacked countless times.

Lin Yao raised his eyebrows, and said grimly: "It seems that you are dissatisfied, but it doesn't matter, for a rare talent like you, of course, you have to prepare a lot—bring people out!"

As soon as the words were finished, dozens of people came out from behind the Qizhai Gate, all of them pale and bloodless, moaning in pain, breaking out in cold sweat, staggering and kneeling at Lin Yao's feet, some of them even vomited blood!

"Lu Zhanyuan!"

Wei Yanei exclaimed in surprise.He glared at Lin Yao viciously: "You bastard! What have you done!"

Lu Guannian was delirious, he raised his eyes in the direction of Wei Yanei indiscriminately, and weakly pulled out an extremely shallow smile to signal them to be at ease.

But in this situation, how could they feel at ease!

Wang Kuan's killing intent was awe-inspiring, and his heart was full of violence: "Lin Yao! What do you want to do?!"

Lin Yao's smile remained undiminished, and he turned a deaf ear to Wang Kuan's angry question. His eyes flickered even more excitedly: "These people have been hit for half their lives—by the way, I forgot to tell you, Yuan Zhongxin. He also got half of his life and death, and the poisoning period seems to be coming soon, right?"

The blood on Yuan Zhongxin's face faded completely: "What did you say?"