Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 604

It wasn't until Qin Yanbai's wound was properly bandaged that Fan Dalang stood up and said, "Help him up."

Then two guards stepped forward and helped Qin Yanbai up.

At this moment, Qin Yanbai's body was covered with rain and blood, his hair was sticking to his blue-white-haired face, and he looked very horrifying, but the bloody severed arm fell at his feet, and he couldn't even look at it. Look, he only looked up at Fan Dalang.

A wooden but cold gaze without any emotion.

Fan Dalang looked at his face, smiled and nodded: "Since you are so stubborn, I won't treat you badly." After speaking, he beckoned: "Come here, bring Qin Sanniang here."

"No." The guard who was carrying Qin Yanli responded, stretched out his arms and held Qin Yanli by the collar, and lifted her in front of Fan Dalang.

Qin Yanli was still in a coma, her eyes were tightly closed, her pale face was covered with rain stains, her brows were smoldering, and she was slightly frowning into worry.

This kind of Qin Yanli has a beauty that is so beautiful that it makes people sad.

Qin Yanbai stared at her blankly, then suddenly seemed to think of something, and started to tremble violently, thick fear crossed his wooden face.

"Don't, don't!" He cried out pleadingly, as if suddenly possessed by something, his whole body began to convulse, "No, please...Fan Dalang-jun...don't!"

He struggled desperately, but was quickly subdued.One of the guards pushed him down to his knees, while the other grabbed his bun and forced him to raise his head.

Qin Yanbai's scalp was pulled back so tightly that he couldn't even close his eyes.He could only widen his eyes full of red silk, looking at the situation in front of him.

"Tsk tsk, I really feel sorry for you." Fan Dalang raised his long sword, and gently stroked Qin Yanli's face with the tip of the sword, from forehead to cheek, and then to Qiongbi's cherry lips, seemingly showing infinite love and affection: "Such a complexion , my fifth younger brother must also be happy."

Before the voice fell, the long sword stretched out.

The sharp sword tip silently sank into the heart, and came out through the chest, dragging down a long line of blood, revealing a silver star from the back of the heart.

This sword actually pierced through the body, stabbing Qin Yanli right through!

Inside and outside Dehui Hall, there was a dead silence.

In this palpitating silence, only Fan Dalang's harsh laughter resounded.

At this moment, looking at Qin Yanli who was stabbed at the central gate, his face was full of bloodthirsty joy, and he pulled back.

"Pfft", there was a muffled sound, and the bright red blood rushed out instantly, splashing all over his face, but was washed away by the raindrops all over the sky.

His clothes were soon stained with blood, but his expression seemed so happy and enjoying.

Qin Yanli's body was convulsing uncontrollably.

In a coma, she seemed unable to feel the sharp pain of the sword, or the pain was so intense that she had no time to react.

No cry of pain, no scream.

She just opened her eyes slowly and feebly, and looked at her biological brother—Qin Yanbai.

The moment she saw him, two drops of clear tears welled up in her pair of clear and beautiful phoenix eyes.

"Three...three..." Her bloodless lips parted, trembling and weakly uttering these two words, after that, the brilliance in her eyes disappeared.

Like a shooting star piercing the sky, only lighting up the night sky for a moment, leaving only the eternal and endless darkness.

Qin Yanli's body hung down limply, the guard let go, and with a "thump", the body fell to the ground, and bright red spray suddenly burst out from the brick floor, and the blood quickly formed a crimson lake under her body. , along the brick joints to seep around.

There was no sound inside and outside Dehui Hall, only the drizzle was falling, beating on the corners of the corridor and the eaves.

Qin Yanbai knelt down on the ground, his eyes were wide open, and he stared blankly at everything in front of him.

That fresh and beautiful face was losing its vitality little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye, until finally, it turned into the gray silence of death.

The muscles in the corners of Qin Yanbai's eyes trembled, but his body was as stiff as a fossil, unable to move at all.

Not long ago, there was such a strong joy on that clear and beautiful face in front of him, because he promised her to choose a lover for his younger sister, and he really did.

If she could die at that moment, perhaps, she would not be so afraid.

Qin Yanbai grinned.

He seemed to want to cry, but his eyes were dry and sore, and his headache was splitting.

The rain hit his face, and his mouth tasted the fresh smell of earth, and... a salty taste.

At some point, the teeth had already penetrated deeply into the lower lip, and blood flowed down the chin, but he didn't feel any pain.

All of his will was used to resist the coldness that pierced his heart and lungs.

That sword pierced not only the heart of the person closest to him, but also his.

The icy cold poured in from the hole, quickly spreading all over his body, freezing his muscles, bones, tendons, and even his blood was cold.

Everything became distant in his sight.

Those unfamiliar so-called family members, those relatives whom he wished to eat raw, and the person who took the life of his beloved with his own hands, that cruel face with a smile, are gradually moving away from him.

Qin Yanbai tried his best to raise his head.

The messy hair blocked his sight, and he wanted to reach out and take a look at the color of the sky.

However, he no longer has hands.

His raised arm could only sense the cold raindrops.

A part of his body, together with the softness in the deepest part of his heart, died together on this rainy morning.

Qin Yanbai closed his eyes and slowly fell to the ground.

Until that moment, not a single tear fell from the corner of his eyes.

Fan Dalang looked at him with lowered eyes, and the corners of his lips curled down.

"This will make me dizzy, it's really useless." He stretched out his foot and kicked Qin Yanbai twice, his face was full of disappointment.Afterwards, he seemed to have thought of something funny, turned his head to look at everyone in the Qin family, and greeted politely: "Excuse me, I will ask someone to clean it up."

After saying that, he waved his hand, holding the long sword dripping with blood, and strode towards the gate of the courtyard.

The guards of the Fan residence immediately rushed forward.

As Fan Dalang said, they did clean up and took Qin Yanli's body away, and some even returned the chair.

Only Qin Yanbai's amputated arm, whether he forgot or did it on purpose, was left in the yard like this. The end of the stump was bloody and bloody, and blood continued to flow with the rain.

Those who can be killed are killed, and those who can be punished are punished.

With these eight characters, even if Fan Dalang killed Qin Yanbai together, no one would say that he did something wrong.

Because, he is Jiangyang County Lang Zhongling.

What's more, Qin Yanli and Qin Yanbai carried a murder case on their backs, and there were all witnesses and material evidence.

(End of this chapter)