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Angry, Li Yu swept his foot across the ground, and the sword on the ground flew like an arrow from a bow towards Lin Xingzi who could not be stolen. The sword flew past Lin Xingzi who was crouching beside the bed dodging the sword, but when she saw Lin Xingzi flying towards her, her face almost turned pale, her eyes filled with despair. When she saw Lin Xingzi flying towards her, she couldn't even lift her foot to the side of the bench.

Right at this moment, Li Yu took advantage of this gap in the air to pounce towards Lin Xingzi. Li Yu accidentally got grabbed onto the lapel of his clothes by Li Yu, and fell onto the wall, and he was forcibly pressed down by Li Yu on the wall. Li Yu punched Li Yu on the stomach, and at this moment, Li Yu's eyes burned with anger, and he loosened his grip on his shirt, and punched Li Yu's body with all his might, causing blood to spurt out from his mouth.

Just when Li Yu was about to punch out again, just at that moment, Li Yu's fist stopped in the air, he was no longer able to swing it down, his vision froze, his vision began to blur, as if everything around him no longer existed the pain that was only felt by his body, the pain that pierced the bones and the heart. Li Yu slowly turned his head. In front of him, Lin Xingzi's eyes were dull and dull. Her face was pale and her body was trembling. Her hands were shaking, and hot blood was dripping down her pale white hands, drop by drop onto the ground. Seeing Li Yu's vicious gaze, Lin Xingzi pulled the scissors out from Li Yu's body and stabbed them into his body again. His vision began to blur. The entire house went dark in an instant. He fell down in a pool of his own blood. Lin Xingzi took two steps back in panic before collapsing on the ground.

The wind came in through the window, blowing the mosquito net that hung from the bed and the curtains that hung over the room. The surroundings seemed so quiet that only the panting could be heard.

The sound of blood flowing.

The sound of death.

Li Yu's eyes looked around at the vast darkness.

"Murder, murder." The girls in the Yikong Courtyard were panicking.

The old procuress stood dumbly where she was. She knew something would happen upstairs, but she did not expect someone to die. His hand relaxed and the silk handkerchief in his hand fell to the ground, "He's killed, he's killed." The old bawd was like a girl in a building in a state of confusion.

Hearing this clamor, many commoners gathered at the gate of the Yi-Rin Courtyard to watch the show. The young masters who were having fun in the Yi-Rin Courtyard were lost in their own thoughts as they ran outside, fearing that they would get caught up in the blood inside.

When He Lintong, who couldn't find anyone, saw that the front of the Yi-Hong Courtyard was packed with people, and heard someone shouting in panic, he counted the crowd in. He Lintong had never been near this rouge before, but he was strongly urged to do so.

Seeing the people running around in panic in the building, he did not care about anything else as he rushed into the Yikong Courtyard. Following the guidance of the girls, he walked into the room where the accident had happened, and the things in the room were all over the place. When he walked into the room, he slowly worried that everything in front of him was unacceptable.

Sharp scissors covered in blood lay quietly beside Li Yu.

The sword point in his hand fell to the ground as a layer of sadness suddenly appeared on his face. His eyes were glazed over the room that was filled with blood, glazed over the corpse that was still hot. He slowly walked over and knelt on the ground. Trembling.

Infinite grief spread throughout his body.

The window was still slightly swinging, and the bright sunlight shone through the window into the room, leaving behind a trail of white spots on the floor.