"He is lying in front of you now. He has been tied up. Someone is holding him down. You can do it."

There was cold metal stuffed into the palm of his hand. Qinglong could feel it out and it was the handle of the knife.

His calf was broken and he could only kneel on the ground.

There was a fearful whine coming from the person in front, who must have been gagged with something.

"Cang!" With a sound, the dagger slipped from his bloody fingers. Qinglong never thought that as a killer, he would be unable to hold the knife one day.

"How about I help you bandage it first?"

It was really hard to tell from that soft tone that this guy was the culprit.

"No need!"

Qinglong endured the pain and held the dagger tightly, groping the chest of the person in front of him with his hands, and quickly found the pulsating point of the heart.

As the tip of the knife came closer to his heart, the man became even more frightened, his body was shaking and shaking violently, and his whining became louder and louder.

It is not difficult to pierce the sharp blade into the heart, Qinglong is already familiar with it.

But for some reason, he was reluctant to take action.

There was an unspeakable feeling in my heart when I thought that this was the last person he could kill.

"It's not that he doesn't know the danger. It's just because he has compassion for the common people and sacrifices himself for others that he fell into your traps many times. It's a pity that I couldn't rush to protect him despite my efforts."

King Xi's sigh came to his ears, and Qinglong remembered his conversation with Shen Qin in the cellar.

At that time, Shen Qin was taking his pulse, and Qinglong asked curiously.

"When you escaped from Zhongmu, why did you just tie up the fainted person instead of killing him? Don't you think you are stupid?"

Shen Qin replied.

"I don't know if they have committed a heinous crime, and I'm not sure if they will change their ways. How can I kill them all indiscriminately? It was the leader who led you like this, and you are just a tool for him to use."

Qinglong immediately replied,

"No, the leader is very kind to me."

Shen Qin said.

"He doesn't care about you at all."

Qinglong said, "Nonsense, he is just like my father, who brought me up and taught me martial arts step by step."

Shen Qin smiled lightly,

"Let me ask, which father in the world would put his children in the arena and train his children to become unpredictable killers? Moreover, your leader is not a god at all, let alone grant you eternal life. He will get sick just like normal people. You will age, maybe you have doubted it, but you just don't want to accept the fact. So you have never received true love, you can't love others, and you don't know the value of life. You are very pitiful."

"Don't try to fool me again or shake my faith!"

After Qinglong said this, he slapped Shen Qin angrily, and Shen Qin never said anything similar again.

Looking back now, when he said those words, his eyes were so bright, as if the stars in the sky were reflected in the clear spring, soft and soft.

Ever since I was a kid, no one has ever looked at me like that. So later on, he didn't know why, but he always wanted to talk to Shen Qin, probably because he wanted to see the light in those red eyes again.

Are you really pitying him? Or another scam?

Qinglong pierced the skin with the tip of the knife. He was quite professional and knew how deep the piercing would be to spurt out blood. However, he then thought about it, what if it was pierced further? It was just a face sprayed with blood. It was already ugly enough, and they would definitely not let him wash his face.

Finally, Qinglong put down the dagger.

"Qinglong has killed countless people with his sword in this life, but you are a coward, you are really useless at killing, and you are not worthy of dying by my hands."

The whining gradually stopped.

Qinglong didn't know that the person he showed mercy to was already in tears. That person was not Liu He, but a death row prisoner, because Liu He, as an important witness, could not die yet.

King Xi told the condemned prisoner that if Qinglong let him go, he would be pardoned from the death penalty, so he was truly redeemed.

King Xi did not comment on Qinglong's actions, but asked anxiously.

"Now, can you tell me some information?"

Qinglong said bluntly, "Don't you want to know how I got the plague? He passed it on to me."

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