They pieced together the body of the woman who had already died, and buried her.

She sat there all night, until the rain stopped early the next morning.

Soaked to the bone, he slowly left.

How old were you at that time?

Ten years old?

Eleven years old?

Ah, she's lived for tens of thousands of years, and she's almost forgotten those things.

Now, because of this, that memory has been unearthed once again.

Su Yan watched the scenes of tearing apart.

It hasn't moved at all.

Until, those who were insane and filled with hatred gradually returned to their senses.

He killed the person he hated, then ran out in a disheveled state, panting heavily.

Most of the people left.

A very small number of them, however, sat in front of the dead and laughed heartily.

He laughed until tears streamed down his face, and he was still laughing even after falling to the ground.

They probably didn't want to leave.

He has been tortured into this state that is no longer human.

Where else can we go?

Su Yan looked away.

Let go.

The dagger slipped and fell to the ground.

With a snap.

The dagger struck the ground with a crisp sound.

Drip, drip, blood dripped from his finger onto the ground.

She turned around and started walking out.

But as he reached the door, his leg trembled, and he was about to kneel down.

Qin Qingyue quickly reached out her hand.

"Young Master!"

He called out anxiously and helped Su Yan up.

Su Yan's body was covered in the enemy's blood, but she seemed completely unharmed from beginning to end, so people thought she was not injured.

There was a bloody gash on his abdomen.

The shirt, stained with blood, was torn.

My hands are trembling.

I'm exhausted.

He killed so many people, his dagger became dull, and he had to replace it again and again.

Her current physical strength is only at the average human level.

I've been able to hold on until now entirely because of my mental fortitude.

Su Yan lowered her eyes, her pale face obscured by blood splattered on her cheeks.

The night grew deeper.

Apart from the maniacal laughter of the woman, the surroundings were eerily silent.

On the other side.

A well-renovated mansion.

He would normally be resting by now.

But now, I stand outside the window, watching the cold night descend and the cool breeze blow.

Tonight, there are no stars; they are all obscured by clouds, making the sky feel heavy and pitch black.

It's not that we don't rest.

However, the moment he closed his eyes, he saw Su Yan staring blankly at the jade pendant with her head down.

He couldn't explain what happened either.

I just felt that he was somewhat different from the person I had met before.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but chuckle.

So, you care about him that much?

When exactly did this happen?

After thinking about it for a long time without figuring it out, I gave up trying.

He turned and walked out.

"Left Cold"

"Boss?"

"Let's go take a look at the courtyard house."

"yes"

Having followed Su Jiuci for many years, Zuo Leng was able to quickly understand Su Jiuci's meaning.

Although the eldest brother didn't say it outright, the courtyard house... that is, the place where Qin Qingyue was arranged to rest this afternoon.

only····.

When the two arrived at the courtyard house.

After getting off the bus, it was completely empty.

Su Jiuci squinted her eyes, and after a long while

"Go and find out where the Cao family's shady workshop is located."

Zuo Leng quickly nodded in agreement.

"Yes, boss."

Then, Zuo Leng hurriedly left.

Su Jiuci stood at the door.

No wonder he was always so restless; how could he dare to take someone whose injuries hadn't healed to such a place?

Su Yan.

You've got some nerve!