The gasoline lamps on the roadside emit a pale light.

The long street seemed to lead to endless darkness. Chen Shouyi walked alone on the road with a sword in his back with a long sword in his hand.

He always felt that he had forgotten something, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't remember it.

He walked home quickly, but today the road seemed particularly long.

He felt that he had been walking for a long time, maybe half an hour, maybe half an hour, maybe half an hour, most of the night, he felt very tired, weak, and drowsy, and wanted to sit down and rest.

But he hasn't returned home yet and cannot rest.

My parents and sister should have been waiting in a hurry. They must be very anxious after not seeing him for so long.

He was slightly stunned, wondering about his thoughts:

"Why are parents and sister eager to see themselves? Have they been away from home for a long time? But why does it feel like it hasn't been long?"

At this time, a familiar voice interrupted Chen Shouyi's thoughts.

"Chen Shouyi, it's really you. I thought I've read it wrong."

Chen Shouyi looked up in surprise when he heard this and saw a beautiful figure standing tall in front of him: "Zhang Xiaoyue, why are you here?"

"I live here. My family moved to Hedong City half a year ago, and then I moved here again. I have been thinking about you every day these days. Have you ever thought about me?" Zhang Xiaoyue walked to Chen Shouyi and asked shyly.

"I think, of course, I think of you, and I miss you every day!" Chen Shouyi immediately took a quick step, grabbed her tender and smooth hand, and said immediately.

Although he hadn't thought of her for a long time, he also knew that he could not tell the truth at this time.

Zhang Xiaoyue twitched her hands gently, and then her face turned red and let him go.

"Where are you living now?" Chen Shouyi asked with joy in his heart.

"I won't tell you!" Zhang Xiaoyue said coquettishly: "Actually, it's not far ahead. Just walk along the road and you can see it. Do you want to go to my house to sit? My parents are not here today."

Chen Shouyi looked into the distance, and there was a complete darkness, as if there were countless shadows and ghosts. For some reason, he felt that the darkness made him feel a sense of obscenity. He instinctively didn't want to get close, not to mention that he was in a hurry to go home.

"It's not possible today, I'll go to your house tomorrow!" Chen Shouyi refused.

"Okay, but you missed a good opportunity!" Zhang Xiaoyue said with a shy smile, making Chen Shouyi unable to help but think a lot, and almost wanted to agree.

"By the way, why do you carry your sword with you?"

"I am already a great warrior now, so of course I can carry my sword with me!" Chen Shouyi couldn't help but show off in front of his beloved woman.

"You are so awesome!" Zhang Xiaoyue said with admiration: "I can look at your sword!"

"Of course it's no problem!"

Chen Shouyi took off the sword and handed it over.

After Zhang Xiaoyue took it, she looked at it curiously and pulled it out gently.

Chen Shouyi was a little surprised why Zhang Xiaoyue was so strong. The sword weighed more than ten kilograms, so it was natural to lift it up simply, but holding the hilt and pulling it out horizontally would require a lot of wrist and arm strength.

An ordinary adult man will feel laborious and can't hold on for a few seconds, let alone a petite girl.

But Chen Shouyi didn't think much about it. Perhaps Zhang Xiaoyue had begun to practice martial arts in the past six months.

Zhang Xiaoyue took a few random waves, and a trace of gloom flashed across her charming face. She suddenly turned her sword and stabbed Chen Shouyi in the chest.

Chen Shouyi thought Zhang Xiaoyue was joking and was about to avoid it, but a strong sense of weakness came and his body could not move.

The long sword penetrated straight through his chest and stabbed his heart. He felt a sharp pain all over his body, and his feet softened and sat on the ground. He looked at Zhang Xiaoyue with a hint of madness and twist on his face and asked, "Why?"

"You liar! You never thought about me, go die!"

"Go to die!"

"Go to die!"

...

Countless low, sharp or whispering sounds lingering in his ears, and he heard his mind swelling. When he came to his senses, Zhang Xiaoyue's figure was gone:

"Damn it, what the hell is going on? I always feel something is wrong, it's very wrong!"

He looked down at his chest, held the sword on his chest, used all the strength of his body, and pulled it out bit by bit.

A large amount of blood immediately shot out like a torrent of water. He immediately covered his chest and stood up with struggle.

"We have to go home!"

He continued to walk wildly, blood flowing all over the ground, and he felt his body becoming weaker and weaker, life seemed to be passing by rapidly, and he felt that he was really going to die.

He looked up and looked into the distance. In the darkness in the distance, there seemed to be countless demons and monsters sang their teeth and claws, laughing strangely.

"Why has the wound not started to heal itself yet? And where is this?" A trace of doubt suddenly flashed in his heart.

He always felt like he had forgotten something.

He dragged his heavy steps in a drowsy way and continued to move forward. Blood flowed all the way. I don’t know how long he had walked, but the familiar villa had appeared in front of him. His parents and sister were standing at the door of the villa with a smile on his face.

But for some reason, Chen Shouyi felt that this smile was a little false and gloomy.

"Shouyi, why are you injured?" As soon as Chen's father and Chen's mother saw Chen Shouyi's chest soaked in blood, they immediately ran over and helped him:

"We'll take you to the hospital right away."

My sister was so scared that her face turned pale and she was at a loss when she stood beside her.

Chen Shouyi looked at his family's worried expression, and it seemed that he was thinking too much.

However, as soon as his mind turned, he felt as if his back was cut by a sharp blade, and a burst of pain. Before he could react, his head was hit hard by a blunt weapon. He was dizzy and his body shook for a few times. Finally, he couldn't hold on. His eyes turned black and he fainted.

When I woke up, I found that I had been put in the living room and my whole body was tied up.

At this time, he heard a sharp sound of sharpening the knife in his ears, and he turned his head hard and looked at it. He saw his father sitting next to him wearing an apron, with a crazy smile on his face, and he kept sharpening the knife.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

"Of course it's sharpening the knife!" Chen Dawei said with concentration, grinding a kitchen knife without looking back.

"Why are you doing sharpening your knife? And why are you tied me up?" Chen Shouyi made a slight effort, but found that he was weak and had no strength at all.

"Of course I killed you and ate meat."

"Dad, are you crazy?"

"Of course I'm not crazy. What's the use of living, you beast? Why not die!"

"It's better to die!"

"Go to die!"

"die!"

...

Countless noisy sounds were instilled in his ears again, making him dizzy. If it weren't for his consciousness still maintaining a hint of sensation, he almost thought that he was really unforgivable, so he might as well die.

Chen's mother ran into the living room, holding a bloody hammer in her hand, and said to Chen Dawei: "The water has boiled, you can move quickly."

Speaking, she saw Chen Shouyi and smiled kindly: "Son, why are you not dead yet?"

Chen Shouyi immediately raised his head and closed his eyes in pain.

All this must be fake, maybe a nightmare.

"My parents, let me kill my brother." At this time, Chen Xingyue's voice sounded: "Brother hates me the most. He has been bullying me when he was a child, and he has secretly tore up my certificate."

"Okay, then you can kill it." Chen Dawei's sinister voice sounded.

Chen Shouyi kept his eyes closed and he didn't pay any attention.

"Brother, for everyone's good, you, the extra person, should you die."

Chen Shouyi only heard a whistle, and his sister seemed to have drawn out the sword. The next moment, he felt a chill on his neck and completely lost his senses. He raised his heavy eyelids and opened his eyes. His eyes had turned red and his vision began to become blurred and distorted.

His parents and sister surrounded him, with a hideous smile on his face and a faint voice came from his ears.

"My poor son is finally going to die!"

"We are still young, and we can have another one when we die."

"Brother, you won't blame me, are you? But you really annoyed!"

The voice became farther and farther away, and his vision quickly darkened. He blinked his heavy eyelids hard, then slowly closed, and his thinking gradually fell into silence.
Chapter completed!