Magic Punk

Xuan Yi opened his eyes.

He was reaching an important moment in his sprint, but he really didn't like anyone to disturb him.

It's a pity that he is a prisoner and has no right to refuse to be disturbed by others.

The person who came was wearing a silver-gray outfit, with silver eyes and silver hair. She was as beautiful as a woman, but the lines on her face were unusually cold.

Xuan Yi heard the other party's question and shook his head gently.

The other party sneered, and then sat on the chair where Jiaoyue had sat before, because that was where the interrogator sat: No one will admit to a crime that will make him die, unless that person is a fool.

I'm not sure whether you killed Xing Hedu or not, but I'm sure you are definitely a smart person.

Xuan got out of bed and stood upright in the small open space.

I've met Young Master Xing Hemian.

Xing Hemian smiled lightly: Don't call me Young Master, at least I don't like it.

There is only one young master in Star City, and he is the one who sits under the star master. Even if this seat is empty now, I still can't afford this title.

He knocked on the table: Sit down, I want to discuss a few questions with you face to face. It's not easy for me to come here, and I don't have much time.

I don't think we should waste each other's time.

Seeing Xuan Yi sitting across from him obediently, Xing Hemian showed a satisfied smile: I have never liked that stupid brother, but no matter how stupid he is, he is still my biological brother from the same mother. Whoever kills him , of course I want him to pay for my brother’s life.”

Even if a bed bug's life cannot be equal to that of a swan, it does not mean that the bed bug can escape punishment by relying on its low status.

Of course, you did it very beautifully. No one can find evidence that you killed my brother. There were no wounds on his body. We can't find the cause of his death at all. It looks like he died from cardiac arrest. Likewise, if we really want to get to the bottom of it, we need to do an autopsy on his body.

If insulting the corpse can reveal the real murderer of my brother, I wouldn't mind dissecting it myself, but if I still can't find any clues about the murderer, it will only make me angrier.

So, I thought about it and decided to come over and meet you.

At least this is a better solution than dissecting my brother's body.

Xing Hemian's words were calm and graceful. Even though he was filled with deep hatred for his younger brother's murder, the young master of Star City still behaved calmly and calmly, full of the demeanor of a superior.

So Xuan Yi lowered his head and answered quietly: Everything about me has been written down in writing. I believe you have read it.

Xing Hemian sneered: If you were me, would you believe that rubbish?

Yes, we have found evidence for most of the things you said in the materials, but in the most critical decisive battle, you disappeared for three full hours.

We have no idea what happened up there during those three hours.

All I know is that three hours later, everyone who was still alive was dead.

Only a pit was left for Emperor Ziheng and his bodyguards. Lan Liuyan turned into a pile of ashes. Zhao Xingduo's body is intact, but we all believe he died of suicide.

Only my brother stood in the winner's position and then fell on the last step home.

Dead men cannot speak, and dead men cannot kill.

How can you convince me that my brother is not the only one alive in this forest that you killed?

Xuan Yi frowned slightly.

Xing Hemian didn't mention Qian Ying's name at all.

His report did not mention Qian Ying's final fate, or even Qian Ying's cold body.

But this person does exist. She is everywhere in his materials and in the cases of this trial.

But - almost everyone will forget this person.

It was as if she had never been in the forest.

But Xuan Yi still didn't say these things.

He just lowered his head and answered quietly: I have no reason to kill him, and there is no way to kill him across a larger realm. More importantly, I don't have the ability to kill him perfectly like that.

I thought that was enough to prove my innocence.

Now it seems that it is far from enough.

Xuan Yi's reasons were impeccable, but such reasons were far from enough to impress Xing Hemian, although if the person who died like this was not Xing Hedu, Xuan Yi would not have been sent here.

But it was Xinghedu who died.

Yes, these can undoubtedly prove your innocence. During the investigation on the battlefield, we have not found any traces of your activities. Xing Hemian nodded and said: But you should also know that when you are alive, When you came out of that forest, you had sinned.”

You are guilty of living.

You shouldn't have come out alive. When the owner dies, the dog should lie down next to the owner and starve to death without eating or drinking, instead of shamelessly coming out alive and trying to live in this world secretly.

Originally, I came here with no intention of letting you continue to live, but unfortunately, there are many big people who want you to live, at least not to die, so that I have to overcome many obstacles to get here.

Of course I can kill you here, if I'm willing to pay a lot of money.

But I have to give those big shots the necessary face. Letting them lose face means that I will lose face.

So, I can't kill you.

Saying this, Xing Hemian stood up quietly, and a faint starlight began to linger around his body.

But I won't let you walk out like this.

He stretched out a hand and raised it quietly, and Xuan Yi's body floated like a puppet under his fingers.

The young man controlled himself not to resist at all.

Being unable to defeat is one aspect, and at the same time, the fact that he cannot bear the consequences of resistance is a more important aspect.

Xing Hemian looked at the young man hovering in the air, like a hanged man who had hanged himself.

Then he clenched his hand into a fist.

Xuan Yi's seven orifices began to bleed.

Then the pores on his body began to ooze blood, and in a moment, he turned into a bloody man.

The young man said nothing and quietly endured the extreme pain. After all, it was much easier to endure than when the Qixi Ziwei poison occurred.

Xing Hemian was also very satisfied with Xuan Yi's reaction. He let go of his hand, and the boy fell to the floor. He was so exhausted that he could no longer get up. A pool of blood slowly gathered under him.

After I leave, take care of the blood yourself and don't tell anyone that I was here.

I know you care about your parents, so you must do this, otherwise I will cut Xinglihua into pieces and give them to you, and then let you eat them all.

Also, even if you can get out alive, the debt between us is far from settled.

Xing Hemian said the last words indifferently, then opened the door behind him and walked out quietly.

Not taking away a single cloud, leaving only the young man in a pool of blood.

Xuan Yi lay there, gritting his teeth without saying a word.

But even without saying a word, Xuan Yi understood that he was useless.

He lay in a pool of blood for a long time before slowly getting up. His whole body was as limp as soft noodles, but he still walked slowly to the washbasin, bit by bit, trying his best. Turn on the faucet.

The clear water flowed down and turned into blood red when it hit the young man's hand.

Xing Hemian is right.

He asked himself to deal with the blood stains here as he did before Xing Hemian came.

So, of course, you need water to do it.

Xuan Yi saw that his hands could not be cleaned no matter how hard he washed them under the water, slowly.

A sad smile appeared on the boy's lips.