Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

The layout inside the shrine is like a dojo. Although there are some green scenery, it is not difficult to see that everything around it is organized towards simplicity and openness.

At a glance from the long corridor, you can see far into the courtyard. It is precisely because of this that such an arrangement makes it difficult for some people with evil intentions to find a chance to hide. There is an empty ground, and you can't see anything unless you look carefully, but if you look closely, you can vaguely see thin steel wires constantly wandering on the ground.

This is an old shrine, but the buildings look like new.

However, such a building has become a taboo in the shrine, and no one questions it. Because they had experienced a bloodbath at the shrine, they all knew that the female demon had robbed the boys and girls they worshiped, angering God, and God would punish them.

At the door in the distance, there was a man wearing a black kimono with a stern face and a cold expression. The clogs under his feet made a clicking sound on the wooden board.

He glanced lightly and asked, "Watanabe Chengyue is at the ancestral hall?" He did not expect that Watanabe Chengyue would dare to come back.

The man behind him bowed his head respectfully and nodded, "Yes."

At the beginning, he wanted to kill Watanabe Chengyue and Long Qingcheng in one fell swoop, but he did not expect that Long Qingcheng had already made complete preparations. As expected, the only person who became a fool was his brother.

Sure enough, with such a big backer, no fool would take advantage of it.

No matter how much Watanabe Chengyue struggles, he has secured the position of Watanabe's successor.

A gust of cold wind lifted his clothes with murderous intent, and the two slowly walked towards him.

"Go meet him."

With a cold expression on his face, he lifted his sleeves, and he could vaguely see the short black pistol glowing coldly under the sleeves, exuding the aura of death.

Inside the ancestral hall.

Watanabe Chengyue knelt on his knees and bowed devoutly. After three bows, he slowly stood up and felt the movement of footsteps behind him, but he never looked back.

He seemed to recall that when he was a child, his brother would give him anything delicious at that time. The brother who said he would always protect him never imagined that he would be the one who wanted to kill him.

His voice was cold, "Brother, those children are innocent and they should not become your victims."

As the shadow fell, Watanabe Chengye knelt down, "Why did you forget your identity after leaving the shrine for a while. You are the person who will succeed Watanabe in the future. You should know what the shrine does."

The word "activity" is very appropriate.

They used the shrine to defraud people's trust and defraud those rich people of high incense money. The Watanabe family's business started with incense money. It is impossible for anyone in the Watanabe family to forget.

They are all grasshoppers on a rope. They all use those boys and girls to suppress evil spirits and ensure peace for the rest of their lives. They don't know if it's safe or not, they just know that they have earned their money.

Who makes people in country R believe this?

"Brother, these things happened in the previous life, but people in our generation don't have to do them." He turned his head and raised his voice.

He was very angry and kept asking, "If we step on the corpses of children, will you feel safe sitting in this position in the future?"

"Are you at ease?" Watanabe Chengye seemed to be repeating it himself, and then he smiled indifferently, "When I almost got burned in a frying pan, did anyone ask them if they were at ease? Watanabe Chengye, don't ask for your gentleness. Rest on me."

Watanabe Chengye stood up with a cold and piercing look on his face, and his voice was firm and commanding, "Watch the second young master, if he dares to approach the backyard, kill him immediately."

"Brother, do you really want me to die?" They are brothers, and he is his biological brother. So are they breaking up?

Shouldn't he explain why he killed himself in the first place?

Or maybe he decided that they would never be able to return to their original state.

"Don't you already know?" Watanabe Chengye left the ancestral hall. His cold and silent back looked particularly sinister, but the sound of him walking outside the door and the sound of wind spread into the temple.

Watanabe Chengyue fell directly to the ground and closed his eyes deeply.

From beginning to end, it was all his wishful thinking.

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The car was dark, and Long Qingcheng's cell phone was placed next to him, so when the text message came to remind him, it was extremely eye-catching.

Before Long Qingcheng could get the phone back, Di Yuan Jue, who was closest, picked it up first.

The threatening words made Di Yuanjue exude a gloomy aura, his eyes were dark and unclear, and it was indeed cold and terrifying.

Anger rushed up to him, his eyes were deep and dark, filled with angry flames that could fly away and drown him at the touch of a touch.

He knew that he couldn't stop the two people from meeting.

The only way is--

Holding the phone tightly with his fingers, he was silent for a while before speaking, "I'll go with you."

Watanabe Seiya is a real killer, and he doesn't even follow any rules. She can't take risks.

Long Qingcheng refused, "No."

That decisive rejection made Di Yuanjue even suspect that Long Qingcheng had no feelings for him.

There was no hesitation at all.

"Dragon, Qing, City." He shouted each word through gritted teeth, his fingers wishing he could hold the phone in his hand in half, "Am I not your man anymore? Am I not even qualified to accompany you? ?”

Long Qingcheng narrowed his eyes and sighed, "Ah Jue, you know I don't know what this means."

Di Yuanjue: "Then let me go with you."

"Come!" She waved, with stars twinkling under her gloomy eyes. The man gently climbed onto the woman's neck, raised his head, and gently held the girl's chin with his thin lips. The two hugged each other closely, and they could hear each other. to the other person's breathing.

She stroked the man's back, as if a queen was beckoning to comfort her male favorite.

"Okay, but you can follow..." Before Qingyuan could say the word, she suddenly thought of what she was doing here.

She held her forehead and said helplessly, "Qingyuan and the others will be on the outside. You can follow them when the time comes."

Di Yuanjue's cold eyes fell deep and deep, as if he was suddenly aggrieved. His long eyelashes trembled uneasily, his pale cheeks suddenly became a little darker, and his whole person was a little depressed, which made people feel very distressed.

Then, the woman stroked the man's soft hair and said softly: "Believe in me." I alone can defeat ten thousand armies.

For a long time, Di Yuanjue remained silent.

Long Qingcheng no longer thought about this matter, but changed the topic, "Don't think about this matter for now. How are Qingyuan and others doing?"

Di Yuanjue: "..."

He coughed twice, "It's nothing, um... just two broken ribs."

Long Qingcheng: "???"

Is this okay?