The faces of the students were pale, and their eyes of anger and disappointment were tightly wrapped around Yuan Zhongxin, as if they were going to turn into vine whips and hang him to death.

If they had known Yuan Zhongxin would be so ruthless, they should have signed their names on the petition!

This kind of person is not worth their lives for!

Lin Yao's cold eyes lingered on Yuan Zhongxin's face, she wanted to find the slightest flaw in it, but there was no other strangeness on the other's face except for being indifferent.

Lu Guannian once said that Yuan Zhongxin only cares about his true friends and family members. He is not a person with deep affection and righteousness. As long as Yuan Zhongxin's heart is hard enough, even hundreds of people in the Secret Pavilion will all be for him. Die light, I'm afraid Yuan Zhongxin won't even feel half sad.

Lin Yao didn't take this seriously at first, but until now, she was a bit hesitant. For a moment, she couldn't make up her mind, she squinted her eyes, and her tone was full of warning: "Yuan Zhongxin, you have reached the end of the road!" Don't think about playing tricks in front of me anymore."

Yuan Zhongxin sneered mockingly and tilted his head: "Playing tricks? Just me? When is it? The life and death of everyone in the Secret Pavilion is at your fingertips. Do you still have to be afraid of my tricks? "

Lin Yao stared at Yuan Zhongxin for a long time without saying a word, her eyes were cold, and suddenly, she smiled brightly, with a few traces of ruthlessness appearing on her face: "Yuan Zhongxin, you are too cunning. I dare not believe you easily, since you really don't care about their lives so much, then prove it to me."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Dao grabbed the crazy Lin Liang out of the crowd without saying a word, and threw him to the ground. With a slash of the long knife in his hand, the sharp blade rested on Lin Liang's neck, and he slashed easily. There was a dazzling bloodstain, Lin Liang yelled in pain, trembling all over, helplessly shrunk himself into a ball, looking pitiful.

Zhao Jian and the others frowned tightly, gritted their teeth secretly, and pressed all the impulsive thoughts back into their stomachs.

The smile on Yuan Zhongxin's mouth suddenly disappeared without a trace, his hands half covered in the wide sleeves were silently clenched into fists, his nails sank into his palms, and the pain made him more awake, he glanced at and curled up on the ground Lin Liang bit the tip of his tongue, shifted his gaze to Lin Yao, and said lightly, "If you want to kill him, I will never stop you."

Hearing this, Lin Yao seemed to have heard a big joke, and immediately laughed out loud: "Yuan Zhongxin, when did you become so innocent, you think letting me kill Lin Liang is enough to prove what you just said Yet?"

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Zhongxin's heart jumped in shock, a flash of inspiration flashed, and an extremely ominous thought appeared in his mind.

Not only Yuan Zhongxin, but even Wang Kuan and the others felt something was wrong.

Zhao Jian was extremely angry, and asked sharply, "Lin Yao! What do you mean!"

Lin Yao looked at the expressionless Yuan Zhongxin with great interest, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and threw it casually in front of Yuan Zhongxin, she said cruelly: "I want you to kill him with your own hands."

Yuan Zhongxin's eyes were faintly red, and he felt a burst of tinnitus and dizziness, his palms were pinched tightly by him, even the nails pierced the flesh, and blood flowed into the cuffs, he seemed to have never heard of it.

Wei Yanei was furious, wishing he could go up and kill Lin Yao immediately, he roared angrily: "You fart! What kind of proof is this!"

Zhao Jian glared and gnashed his teeth: "How did Lin Liang meet such a mad sister like you!"

Even the students in the secret pavilion were shocked and angry, looking at the smiling Lin Yao in disbelief.

Everyone was gouging out Lin Yao furiously, but Wang Kuan was the only one who watched Yuan Zhongxin's back deeply, his eyes almost overflowing with worry.

Lin Yao turned a deaf ear to Zhao Jian and Wei Yanei's abuse, her ferocious gaze was on Yuan Zhongxin, and the expression on her face flashed with bloodthirsty excitement: "Yuan Zhongxin, are you still not doing it? Or, just now? What you said was all false?"

Yuan Zhongxin was silent for a moment, bent down to pick up the dagger on the ground without any waves, held it in his hand and looked at it for a moment, and then took a few steps towards Lin Liang under the terrified eyes of everyone.

Zhao Jian shouted anxiously: "Yuan Zhongxin! Don't listen to her nonsense, she is using aggressive methods against you, don't fall for it!"

Wei Ya'nei even stepped directly in front of Yuan Zhongxin, blocking his way, and was so anxious that he wanted to beat his chest and stomp his feet: "Yuan Zhongxin! That bastard is crazy, are you crazy too! That's Lin Liang! "

Yuan Zhongxin raised his eyes, and glanced at Wei Yanei expressionlessly. After just one glance, the latter suddenly felt frightened and froze suddenly.

From Yuan Zhongxin's eyes, Wei Ya'nei saw the boundless death, as if all the bones had been withered and ashes had fallen to the extreme - for a while, Wei Ya'nei froze in place.

Zhao Jian was so frightened that he was about to step forward to stop him, but Wang Kuan raised his hand to block him. Zhao Jian's pupils were shocked, and he looked at Wang Kuan in disbelief, but the latter stared at Yuan Zhongxin's figure without blinking, The emotions in the eyes are intricate and bottomless.

Lin Yao smiled wickedly, and kept his eyes on Yuan Zhongxin, refusing to let go of his every move.

Yuan Zhongxin stepped on the flat ground, his footsteps were as steady and powerful as before, but no one knew that he was experiencing a torment deep in his heart at this time, he only felt that what he was stepping on was sometimes a tongue of molten molten flame, and sometimes It was a pile of shards of broken ice, and sometimes it was a cold sharp blade. Every step was exhausted. In a daze, he had already arrived in front of Lin Liang. Qin Dao retreated behind Lin Yao at some point, leaving helpless crying on the ground. Lin Liang.

Yuan Zhongxin squatted down slowly, put down the dagger in his hand, supported the stupid Lin Liang, looked directly into his cloudy eyes, and suddenly, Yuan Zhongxin said in a low voice: "Lin Liang."

Lin Liang turned a deaf ear and muttered to himself, trembling and slurring his words. Yuan Zhongxin seemed to recognize the word "pain".

Yuan Zhongxin bit the tip of his tongue so painfully that the smell of blood overflowed. His fingertips were pale, and his left hand gently covered Lin Liang's eyes. Obviously, there was an inaudible tremor in his voice, he whispered so softly that only he could hear: "It won't hurt soon, Lin Liang, it won't hurt soon..."

Soon, it will be fine.

Lin Liang was stunned when he heard Yuan Zhongxin's familiar voice, and then faltered and yelled loudly: "Yuan Zhongxin, run! Run!"

Yuan Zhongxin's ink pupils trembled, his soul was torn apart, and he gritted his teeth to be broken.

Lin Liang, I'm sorry...

In the next second, Lin Liang's desperate voice stopped abruptly, stopping at the word "Xin".

The backyard of Qizhai was dead silent, the breath was stagnant, panic and uneasiness came one after another, overwhelming the sky.

Everyone's eyes were tearing apart, and they couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes.

Wang Kuan and the others, who knew the truth, looked at Yuan Zhongxin with extremely complicated expressions, sad, helpless, unbearable, all mixed up, but there was no anger.

But in the blink of an eye, Lin Liang was out of breath, with a dagger sticking out of his heart, and the blood flowed continuously, not only soaking the dilapidated clothes, but also soaking Yuan Zhongxin's hands.

The dazzling bright red, the warmth in his hands, the smell of blood in his nose, everything made his breathing stagnate, and he almost wanted to vomit - he had already adapted to the color and taste of blood, but now he was on the verge of collapse, deep in his heart. Frantic and hysterical.

Lin Liang not only died because of him, but also died by himself.

Yuan Zhongxin's voice was hoarse: "Are you satisfied?"

Lin Yao was slightly taken aback, but she didn't expect that Yuan Zhongxin could really be ruthless and kill Lin Liang with his own hands.

Yuan Zhongxin put Lin Liang's body flat on the ground, stood up slowly, looked at Lin Yao expressionlessly, and asked again: "Are you satisfied?"

Seeing Yuan Zhongxin's cold, ice-like eyes, Lin Yao's breathing was a little stagnant. She chuckled and raised her eyebrows, and answered the wrong question: "Yuan Zhongxin, how does it feel to kill someone?"

Yuan Zhongxin seemed to lose all his emotions in an instant, took out a clean handkerchief from his arms, wiped the blood on his hands, and said lightly: "It's not good, disgusting."

Then, Yuan Zhongxin threw the bright red handkerchief on the ground casually. Since then, he has never looked at Lin Liang again, as if he was very disgusted, and his expression was shockingly indifferent.

Lin Yao didn't care about Yuan Zhongxin's ignorant attitude, she said quite satisfied: "Yuan Zhongxin, you really didn't let me down, Lin Liang, you can kill the killer." In her voice, she had a lot of meaning He glanced at the students with pale faces and dull eyes.

Yuan Zhongxin didn't disappoint her, but let the people in the secret pavilion down completely.

Yuan Zhongxin glanced at her indifferently, raised his foot and passed Lin Yao, turned around and was about to leave, but the other party suddenly said: "Yuan Zhongxin, the game is not over yet, where are you going?"

Yuan Zhongxin frowned, looked at Lin Yao impatiently, and asked coldly, "What else do you want to do?"

Lin Yao casually came to Lin Liang's side, bent down and pulled out the dagger that was completely submerged in the opponent's chest, blood splashed on her face, leaving spots and spots, her eyes were dissatisfied, she raised her hand and wiped it indiscriminately, the blood was dizzy Ran, her supposedly delicate face became coquettish and ferocious in the blink of an eye, and there was a cold smile on the corner of her mouth: "Did you forget the purpose of my visit today?"

When everyone heard this, their hearts jumped in shock.

Lin Yao tilted his head, looking innocent: "I seem to have said that I want to see you fight Qin Dao, have you forgotten?"

Yuan Zhongxin gritted his teeth secretly: "I seem to have said it too, don't fight."

Lin Yao seemed to have expected Yuan Zhongxin's reaction in this way. She crossed her arms and said calmly, "You don't want to fight? No problem. Since you don't want to fight—Qin Dao, go to the group of students Let’s pick a few people who practice knives as targets.”

When the students heard the words, they hadn't recovered from Yuan Zhongxin's killing of Lin Liang, and when they heard such bad news, their faces were completely ashamed, and their bodies were immediately frightened and weak, and they couldn't stand up straight.

Wouldn't it be tantamount to sending a group of poisonous people like them to fight Qin Dao to death!

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