Qing Mingyue walked into the Ling family courtyard and came to Ling Buchi's house.

Ling Buchi and Ling Li were both in the room. When Ling Buchi saw Qing Mingyue, he immediately said, "How is it? Is it successful?"

Qing Mingyue nodded: "Ling Xi has begun to doubt Ling Yingxi."

Ling Buchi just grinned twice, then slapped him on the back of the head: "What are you smirking? What's there to be happy about?"

Ling Buchi tightened his face again: "You did a good job. After you finish doing this, I will give you freedom and you can marry that Ling Xiaozheng."

Ling Xi stood outside the door and listened, sneering disdainfully.

Ling Li's face changed for a moment, and he stood up and shouted, "Who!"

Ling Xi turned his head and looked at it. Ling Xiaojie also followed him at some point. It was obvious that he heard what he had just said and clenched his fists in anger.

Ling Xi simply kicked the door open and said to him: "Long time no see."

Ling Li glanced at Qing Mingyue, and Qing Mingyue quickly explained: "No, I really don't know."

"There are no fighting here." Ling Li warned.

"I know." Ling Xi took a step forward and walked into the house.

Ling Xiaozhu could no longer bear his temper and rushed forward to block Qing Mingyue and shouted: "What are you threatening her!"

"What threatened her? Haha, do I need to threaten her? She was originally the slave I bought."

Qing Mingyue begged with a pale face: "No."

Ling Buchi took out a contract for selling his body and laughed and said, "I bought her from a brothel. Do you think I'm threatening anything?"

Ling Xiaozhi stood there in a daze, looked at Qing Mingyue and murmured: "Really?"

Ling Buchi's face was distorted, as if he wanted to vent his inner resentment: "I have played with her so many times. It's just a bitch from a brothel, I want to do whatever I want!"

Ling Xiaojie lost control and rushed up. Ling Xi held him from behind, raised his hand and slashed his neck. Ling Xiaojie fainted without saying a word.

Ling Xi had no expression on his face, while Qing Mingyue turned around and ran out of the room.

Ling Buchi threw down the body sale contract in his hand, spread his arms and shouted to Ling Xi: "Are you angry? Are you angry? Do you attack me!"

Ling Xi deliberately lowered his voice, but was still as plain as usual: "I said, this is a matter between us. Don't involve outsiders."

Ling Li never spoke, and held the seat handle with both hands.

Ling Buchi said with pleasure on his face: "I just like to see you. Do you dare to touch me? That's the woman I bought. If you want her, I have to agree."

Ling Xi raised his hand and threw out a dagger and nailed it into the wall next to his face. He glanced coldly at the two of them and walked out with Ling Xiaojie.

The next day, a girl's body was found in Donghanoi, Haoxi City.

"Oh, what a pity. I was young and drowned in the river for no reason." Several old men sitting on the street talked about this and sighed from time to time.

Ling Xiaojie knelt in front of a body covered with white cloth and cried bitterly. Ling Xi stood silently behind him, and a yamen runner handed it to him with a letter that had not been dried yet.

Ling Xi opened the envelope and stuffed it into Ling Xiaozhi's hand.

Ling Xiaojie's hands holding the letter paper were trembling, her eyes were already swollen, and she couldn't say a word when she looked at the beautiful fonts on it.

Brother Jie, I want to tell you, I'm sorry.

I don't know how to tell you, nor do I know how to gain freedom. Perhaps death is the best solution.

This period of time was the happiest day I have since childhood. There was no beating or insulting, and there was no need to accompany those disgusting people.

I love you, I really love you. If I could meet you earlier, I wouldn't have to go through so much.

Huangmei asked what to find out about the willow branches and willows, and only when they knew each other was the only way to come.

My heart reflects the sunset and my thoughts on the tea moon, and the flowers bloom and leaves fall in the next life. The final pen: The Qingming Moon

Ling Xi looked behind her and said to Ling Xiaojiu: "Prepare for funeral."

Ling Xiaojie stood up, clenched his fists and rushed out of the yamen: "I'll kill him!"

Ling Xi pressed Ling Xiaojing and said, "I will repay your grudge for you."

Ling Xiaojie was unwilling to accept it and tried hard to break free from Ling Xi's arm. Ling Xi locked his joints from behind and said, "Calm down."

Ling Xiaojie shouted in a crying voice: "You are relaxed! What if something happened to Ling Yingxi! Can you still do this?"

"I can't. But now I'm still calm and can't watch you do stupid things. If you don't have the strength to kill him, you can't come out alive if you kill him." Ling Xi tightly suppressed Ling Xiaojing and said.

Ling Xiaojie collapsed on the ground, Ling Xi let him go and let him lie on the ground crying and vent his emotions.

At the Tianfentai, some onlookers of the Ling family surrounded the place without any hesitation.

Ling Xi was waiting above early, looking into the distance with his hands in his chest.

In the Lingyun Mansion compound, Ling Li blocked the door and said to Ling Buchi, "You are not allowed to go out."

Ling Buchi said in confusion: "Why? This is the only step away! As long as you defeat him, Ling Yingxi will be mine."

"Are you an idiot? He will kill him then."

"So what? I'm Mo Zhi Ba Duan. I'm going to kill him, Mo Zhi Wu Duan, and I'm going to easily." Ling Buchi said stubbornly.

Ling Li raised his leg and kicked him, cursing: "Did you still learn to talk back? I tell you, you are not allowed to go out today."

Ling Buchi was kicked to the ground with one kick, and the accumulated emotions erupted for a long time. He drew his sword and pointed it at Ling Li, shouting at the bottom: "Get out of the way, otherwise I will kill you! Who do you think you are! No one cares about me, no one cares about me! Dad is like that! You are like that too!"

Ling Li looked at the tip of the sword pointing to him in a daze, sneered, letting the door open and said, "Let's go, I won't stop you."

Ling Buchi came to the Tenfen Platform, and Ling Xi turned his head to look at him: "He actually asked you to come."

Ling Buchi held a sword in his hand and said to Ling Xi: "We have a life and death situation, and we don't care about life and death here, do you dare?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Ling Buchi threw a piece of paper that had been written long ago and urged him: "Then press the bloody handprint."

Ling Xi bit her index finger and pressed it on the paper. Ling Buchi laughed and rushed towards Ling Xi with a sword in his hand.

He raised his hand and chopped Ling Xi's head. A dagger slid out of Ling Xi's cuff, blocking the sword's edge.

Ling Xi held the dagger tightly and slashed along the blade, cutting off Ling Buchi's right thumb, and the sword fell to the ground.

He threw out a knife flower, held the handle of the knife with his forehand, and directly inserted it from Ling Buchi's chin, piercing the bones and penetrated into his mouth.

Ling Xi let go of the dagger, grabbed Ling Buchi's right hand and stuck the joint and twisted it directly, and said coldly: "This is for Ling Yingxi." Then he raised his legs and hit his lower body hard, and cut off his kneecaps from behind. "This is for Ling Xiaozheng and Qing Mingyue."

Ling Li stood in the distance with a blank expression and looked at him. The Ling family disciples beside him asked, "Brother Li, don't go..." Before he finished speaking, Ling Li turned around and punched him in the face, staring at him with a chilling look and said, "Shut up."

The Ling family disciple wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, didn't dare to say anything, and stood back behind Ling Li.

Ling Xi let go of Ling Buchi. At this time, Ling Buchi's mouth was covered in blood and could not stop dripping on the ground.

Only one left hand was left intact, his other limbs were broken, and his tongue was pierced, and he could only let out some vague wails.

Ling Buchi seemed unwilling to accept it, and tears flowed out, holding his only left hand tightly and hammering the ground.

Ling Xi glanced at Ling Li and walked off the talent platform. The onlookers gave him a way.

Ling Li waved his hand and said, "Please carry him down." The other Ling family disciples dared to step forward and lifted Ling Buchi up.

Ling Li didn't even look at him and walked straight down.

Three days later, news came that Ling Buchi committed suicide.

Ling Xiaozhang burned white paper for Qing Mingyue and said sadly: "Did you see it? He is dead? He deserves to die!" After that, he raised his head and drank a big mouthful of wine.

Since Qing Mingyue's death, Ling Xiaozheng has loved drinking very much. He uses alcohol to relieve his sorrows every day and gets drunk.

On the day when Ling Xi and Ling Buchi competed three days ago, Ling Xiaozhe was even drunk and asked Ling Yingxi to take care of him.

Ling Yingxi advised him from the side: "Stop drinking, it hurts your body."

Ling Xiaozhang said in a drunken state: "I don't want it! I won't feel uncomfortable if I get drunk."

Ling Xi snatched the wine glass from his hand, and Ling Xiaojie immediately shouted: "Give it back to me! Did you hear it? Ling Xi!"

Ling Xi poured the wine from the glass to the ground and said to him: "You will feel uncomfortable if Qing Mingyue is like this. Do you have the heart to worry about you when you look down at her?"

Ling Xiaozhe burst into tears and shouted, "Don't mention her to me!"

Ling Xi threw down the wine glass and said to Ling Yingxi: "Don't worry about him, let him drink."

Ling Yingxi glanced at Ling Xiaojie with a crazy look on her face, and then left the yard with Ling Xi.

Ling Xi looked up at the sky, and the sky was full of stars.

"Do you want to sit in my place for a while?" Ling Yingxi asked.

Ling Xi lowered her head and asked, "How long has it been since I been there?"

"It's been five years." "It's been five years."

Xiaoyue was guarding outside the room, and became anxious: "Why is the lady not coming back yet? Nothing will happen?"

A familiar voice sounded from outside the door: "Xiaoyue? Are you here? Open the door."

"Here you come." Xiaoyue ran over immediately and opened the wooden door for Ling Yingxi. She was stunned when she saw the person standing behind Ling Yingxi.

Ling Xi also looked at her at the same time. Ling Yingxi didn't know the relationship between the two, so she walked into the house and said, "Make tea, I want to welcome guests."
To be continued...