The night was as deep as ink, and the darkness was like a monster, staring at the prey.

Song Zhiqing looked at the night outside the window, but he was not sleepy. He was not sleepy, nor did he dare to sleep, because he was afraid of falling asleep, so he could no longer open his eyes.

Why do you have this premonition?

Of course, everything that happened today, and the look that Song Zhiyuan had before leaving.

At that moment, he was like a god of death. When he looked at himself, he had made the mark of god of death. Just when the time was approaching, he would take away his life.

Starting from when he can't get out of this courtyard.

He knew that the sickle that had reaped his life had been lifted.

Song Zhiqing was holding a wheelchair and shivering slightly. He was comforting himself, no, the boss was the most lie, and he would pay attention to family affection and blood. He would not kill him.

After all, I was not really buying evil or tampering with my mother. I just used this technique of disgusting victory, and I might be able to kill the possessed alien soul away and let the real mother come back?

But what after you come back?

There seemed to be another voice in the depths of my heart, and I asked him silently.

Even if Song Ci is not the original owner, but the original owner is back?

Can everything be returned?

Song Zhiqing's face was pale, and under the dim light, he looked like a blue-faced ghost.

Can I return?

Probably not. If what is in the dream is true, it is once, but in reality, it has been reversed, that is the second time, and there will be a third time?

There are no three things!

No, no, impossible!

Song Zhiqing was so nervous that his mouth was dry and turned around the house in a wheelchair.

He can't make a guess like this. He has to go back to the city. He can apologize to Song Zhiyuan. He can kneel down. He can be calm about everything about him and just want to survive.

He doesn't want to die!

Song Zhiqing turned to the door, opened the door open, and shouted: "Come, come."

The night is like ink, everything returns to silence, as quiet as peaceful as the sun, as if there is no living person in this world.

Where is the person?

Song Zhiqing was stunned, and suddenly heard a howl of frightening sound from afar, as if someone had broken into the village and there was a sound of killing coming.

He was slightly shocked, and immediately thought of something, looking panicked.

The sound soon came from a distance, the sound of swords and swords sounded, the gate of the courtyard was kicked open, and a man covered in a cloth appeared in Song Zhiqing's eyes.

Song Zhiqing's pupils shrank, and she wanted to go back to the house, but she felt that it was unnecessary.

If he escapes, where can he escape?

But a mere waste.

As the sword-holder approached, Song Zhiqing's heart gradually became tighter and he stared at the other party tightly. When he stood still, he laughed coldly: "Is it Song Zhiyuan who sent you?"

"The Prime Minister asks you to go on your way. Don't be the son of the Song family in the next life."

Song Zhiqing said sharply: "Song Zhiyuan will be punished by God when he kills his blood brother. I will curse him..."

Swish.

A sword shadow flew past, a blood line emerged in the air, and the curse came to an abrupt end.

Gulugulu, Song Zhiqing covered his neck that was bleeding constantly, and his body began to twitch: "Save..."

He is going to die.

Bang.

He fell under his wheelchair and could see the night sky outside.

A full moon gradually emerged from the dark clouds, and the moonlight was as bright as silver light, clear and cold.

Such a beautiful moonlight was the last time I saw it in my life.

Song Zhiqing wanted to hate, but in his mind, he remembered the scene when he passed the imperial examination and rode a horse and paraded on the street.

After ten years of hard study, when I was on the Golden List, the young man riding a tall horse with a hairpin was full of energy and enjoying countless glory.

The spring breeze was so proud that the horse's hooves were fast. One day he saw all the flowers in Chang'an. It turned out that on that day, he had already understood the prosperity of the world.
Chapter completed!