He saw a tender feeling in her eyes, which was once thought far away from the warmth.

Really?

Can you really accept me like this?

-- such bloody hands, trampling on the bones of countless people, in order to survive unscrupulously?

Yan Yi took a deep breath and suddenly opened his arms. He was immediately swept by the girl.

The candle flickered, the fragrance floated, and his kiss fell down.

The next day.

Lu Ze always sleeps uneasily these days. In his sleep, song Yiming looks like he was before he died. His empty eyes and painful twisted face...

- is it raining? He heard the patter of rain falling on the edge of the window, as if there was a cool wind pouring into the collar.

These disciples have been locked in the small building for more than ten days. The female disciples are barely crowded on the bed, and the male students simply roll up their beds and sleep on the ground. The original elite in the famous family has been reduced to such a level, these days have been used to seeing all sides of the face.

In fact, he is used to flattering and insulting, but he just doesn't believe that the young leader of the Wulin can find out the truth.

Xu Mou glimpses on the bed Yang Qiushuang to and fro, the fine eyelashes feather slightly quiver, she must also have a lot of worries?

"If it's cold, put on my clothes."

Yang Qiushuang was shocked and turned his back to him for a moment. Then he turned around and asked in a low voice, "are you still sleeping, elder martial brother?"

Lu Ze closed his eyes and calmed his mind. "I can't sleep."

Yang Qiushuang tucked in the quilt and pursed his lower lip. "I always think of ah Qing in my heart. Elder martial brother, when do you think this thing will end?"

"I don't know, but..."

"it's always over."

In the dark, the man's voice seems to say to Yang Qiushuang, also seems to say to all tossing and turning people, "we can sit upright, just need to wait for the day when the water comes to light."

Yang Qiushuang said, "I always dream of Xiaoqing. She is so painful that she must have been desperate before she died. I also regret it in my heart. If I had not asked her to get my sword score on that day, maybe I would not have..."

Lu Ze whispered, "this is not the reason why you sent her out. She has forged a golden alliance with you and is like a sister. If you know that you are guilty and sad now It's bound to be unsettled

"What I'm saying now, it's hard to avoid sadness in your heart. Don't be afraid of Qiushuang."

The last four words of a man were very light, almost imperceptible, but she still listened to her ears and nodded slightly. A warm feeling that had not been seen for a long time flowed through her heart.

"They all said that I was too proud and inhumane. In fact, I..."

one hand, slender and pure white, slowly unfolded in front of her eyes. It belonged to Lu Ze. Yang Qiushuang gently put it on it, and felt at ease between twists and turns.

Her body has been cold, all parts of her body are warm and cold, only a man's hand to bring her a temperature. So reluctantly sleep to the light of the sky, cloud sales and rain Ji.

Some of the disciples in the room got up one after another. Some of them were worried about decency and tidied up their appearance. Some male disciples had been locked up for seven or eight days, looking tired and bored. They got up and said, "when is the first day of such a bastard?"

"Well, when is the head? When to catch the real murderer and when to be the head! If you don't have that diamond, don't you come to China? A young man who didn't know how much weight he had come to be the leader of Wulin. He didn't see the murderer show up! I think the whole Wulin is very peaceful! "

"Don't say anything. After all, they are people who have entered the palace and come out again. If you have seen the world and made a decision, you can be careful that he will kill you."

"If you want to kill or cut, you can come. You can see that he has chicken feather as an arrow, but I bet he doesn't dare to do it! What's the difference between being locked up and dying in such a place? "

"Hey, elder martial brother Su is not afraid to die. Why would he like to be locked up here? Don't you just walk away with your hands off? "

"I am the first disciple of tuzong. Do you know which is more important than the position of headmaster and temporary humiliation?"

Seven or eight disciples were in a group, and they had lost their old style.

Yang Qiushuang frowned slightly. Lu Ze asked in a low voice, "are you awake? In a few more hours, there should be a meal

She turned over and sat up. She still kept the old rules, arranged her appearance properly, combed her hair meticulously, washed her hands and cleaned her face. When her classmates saw it, she couldn't help laughing and said, "Oh, younger martial sister Yang, you and ah Qing are like sisters. How long has she been dead now? Are you" the first to make up new "

Yang Qiushuang took a deep breath. His face was very ugly. Lu Ze gently tugged at her, indicating that she was not angry.

She tolerated and forbeared, and finally said with a cold face, "Zhao Ziyan, I always respect you. I am three years older than I am. If you criticize ah Qing again, I will tear your mouth."

The female disciple probably didn't deal with Yang Qiushuang, and sneered twice, "Yo, younger martial sister, how can I get angry when I'm punctured? Also, how can a dead man compare with elder martial brother Lu? When I really don't hear anything, you know what kind of virtue you are"You --"

Lu Ze suddenly reached out a hand and pushed Yang Qiushuang behind him. He was recognized as a young master such as Yu in his school. Now his face is still light, but his eyes and eyebrows reveal a cold meaning. "Sister Zhao, if you want to tell me something, don't worry about Qiu Shuang. In addition, I would like to remind you that we are now here, and we all have more or less suspicions. If you want to sow dissension, I can report it to the elder. At that time, no wonder we don't care about our family members. "

Zhao Ziyan took a sour look at Lu Ze and left angrily.

Yang Qiushuang was originally disputing with the female disciple, and her pretty face was extremely cold. After the female disciple left, she sat down in a dejected manner. Lu Ze knew that she was still immersed in grief and did not say much. She just sat on one side in silence.

"Senior brother Lu."

"Well?"

"I..." Yang Qiushuang suddenly lowered his voice, "I want to go out."

Lu Ze was surprised, "what did you say?" You know, they are now in the top of the storm. If they go out rashly, no matter what they are for, once they are found out, they are not clear about the suspicion!

Yang Qiushuang looked at him with tears in his eyes. "I want to go out, elder martial brother Lu. Today is ah Qing's top seven. She had no father or mother. She was redeemed by the master from the troupe. At that time, because she refused to perform on the stage, she had been cut off by the head of the troupe. After she rescued her, she ordered me to deliver food to her every day. At first, I didn't want to, but one day, she knelt down to me and said "thank you."

"You know what? I've never seen such a grateful look when I was growing up in the school, but I was just ordered by my master. Later, the master healed her leg, and I begged her to stay in the school. Others said that she had a bad temper, but only I knew that she was pure and kind-hearted... "

Lu Ze lowered his head and thought of his younger brother song Yiming, and his heart trembled violently.

What did the murderer want to do to them ordinary disciples?

That was eroded to the incomplete corpse, and a pair of eyes that died with eyes... Thinking of this, he clenched his fist tightly with both hands, and his sword eyebrow was twisted into the word "Chuan".

"Qiu Shuang, I know that you are in a bad mood. Why am I not the same? It's just because we have an unusual relationship with our dead disciples that we are temporarily locked up here. You forget that the alliance leader first chased down here, and the murderer is gone? It's not impossible for him to mix up with us. Now it's not difficult for you and me to go out, but it's hard to get rid of suspicion if someone finds out. "

Yang Qiushuang stares at Lu Ze. Even at this time, when relatives and friends are killed, and they die with their eyes closed, and they fall into suspicion again, Lu Ze still has a calm face and a leisurely tone. In fact, she knows the truth, but she understands it, but she can't let go.

But with a bitter smile, Yang Qiushuang bowed his head, "I'm sorry, elder martial brother Lu, it's my whimsy that makes you embarrassed."

At this time, the person in charge of delivering the breakfast meal arrived. Everyone rushed into the crowd and got into a mess. The disciple who delivered the meal was Lu Ze. When he saw the man sitting in his place, he had to take porridge rice and small dishes and send them to him. "Big brother, eat a little bit. The dead are like Sifu. We should take care of our bodies."

Lu Ze kneaded his eyebrows and motioned slightly, "I'm not really hungry. You can give it to miss yang."

"Thank you very much," he said

The disciple said, "don't mention it, elder martial sister Yang. We are little disciples. We are always under the care of elder martial brother. These are nothing. It's just a little work."

With that, he went to distribute breakfast to the rest of his disciples.

Lu Ze watched Yang Qiushuang nibble at a piece of steamed bread slowly. He didn't know why. Suddenly, he had a good idea.

"Qiushuang, you want to go out, don't you?"

Yang Qiushuang nodded and was surprised. "Elder martial brother, didn't you say that we went out to make people suspect? It's not worth the loss? Or forget it... "

Lu Ze looked at the other disciples, and suddenly took out a small white porcelain vase from his arms, and motioned with his eyes to Yang Qiushuang's steaming bowl of white porridge. Maybe he had a good understanding of it, and Yang Qiushuang understood it in an instant and handed it over.

When the disciples were fighting for each other, they suddenly heard a cracking sound of "PATA". They couldn't help looking back one after another. They only heard Lu Ze exclaim, "younger martial sister Yang!"

Yang Qiushuang with the door of the people, three or two around, "what's the matter?" "What's the matter?"

Lu Ze's look had never been so flustered. Yang Qiushuang fell into his arms. His face was pale, his lips were pale, and his cheeks were not a trace of blood. He looked as if he had been poisoned!