You are planning something evil: Don’t come here, my yandere disciple.

The sun sets in the west, and the orange-red glow fills the sky.

Yuncheng, inn.

Yun Feiyi took Xiao Qi to the largest "Feng Yue Tower" in Yuncheng, which is also a brothel. Originally, Yun Feiyi held on to Jiang Suiwan and refused to let go. She insisted on taking him in to see the world, but Jiang Suiwan Refused.

He recalled the scene in the past when he had to go in to deal with tasks and the way those girls looked at her, as if they were going to come up and tear him apart. He was so frightened that he quickly told Yun Feiyi that he was tired and wanted to go back to the inn to rest.

Then he quickly returned to the inn without looking at Yun Feiyi's expression.

Jiang Suiwan stood by the window and looked at the scattered people on the street. In the evening, there were very few people on the street, so Jiang Suiwan walked out of the inn and planned to go shopping.

Street vendors are closing their stalls and going home one after another, and people in the shops are also busy preparing dinner. The whole city has a laid-back and casual atmosphere.

Jiang Suiwan bought some food to take back to Pei Shuyan and Li Su, and then took a leisurely walk in the city.

At the same time, the suburbs.

Apricot blossoms are blooming all over the mountains and plains, and the air is filled with the fragrant fragrance of flowers. What was supposed to be a peaceful and beautiful flower-viewing painting was ruined by a few uninvited guests - a group of burly and tough men chasing a thin young man through the forest.

The men in the group all had fleshy faces and fierce looks. The young man in front was as skinny as a monkey, wearing coarse linen clothes, with a face covered in bruises and bruises.

The young man was walking through the forest. He couldn't run fast because his leg was injured, and he was soon caught by the group of vicious men.

They pushed the boy to the ground and one of the men grabbed his hair and held his head up.

The man said, "Okay, is the little bastard starting to become a thief?"

The young man's purple face was filled with bright eyes like stars: "I'm not a thief! I obviously bought the medicine first, and I already paid for it. It's you who are unreasonable!"

The man pulling his hair said: "So what? Our master has paid ten times the price to buy it." The man patted the young man's face: "You know? It belongs to our master now."

"But I didn't agree to sell it to you!"

"So what? Who cares what your opinion is?"

A man around looked at him contemptuously and said, "Our master is still waiting to use this medicinal material. Boy, I advise you not to be ignorant."

Hearing this, the young man was silent for a long time, and his eyes turned red: "I have inquired, but without this medicine, it will not have much impact on Mr. Zhu."

"But without this medicine, I can't save my grandma. My grandma is still waiting for me to bring the medicine back to save her life. You guys - ah!"

Before he could finish his words, he was punched in the face by someone who was holding his hair. The boy was hit so hard that his head turned away, and bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The man said impatiently: "Have you said enough? She is just a poor old woman with a simple life. She will die when she dies."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll ask you again, will you hand over the medicine?"

The young man did not speak, but looked at the person in front of him with firm and resentful eyes. He said: "It's not a shameful fate, she is my last relative..."

The man sneered, "Who cares who she is? And I've already gone to see her, that old woman is dead!"

The young man was stunned when he heard this, then shook his head wildly and screamed: "She didn't! She didn't, you lied to me, you lied to me!"

Several people suppressed the struggling young man, and one of the men kicked him angrily: "Who dares to lie to you? That old woman's body is already cold!"

People around burst into laughter————

"She is dead and will never come back!"

"You went back late, you loser!"

"If you miss her so much, you might as well die with her, hahaha."

"Are two mere untouchables worthy of contending with Mr. Zhu?"

The young man seemed to have been kicked hard. He curled up in pain, his face covered with blood and tears falling down.

"If you don't hand it over, then don't blame us. If the third child holds him down, I won't believe that he can't be found!"

"Okay! Don't wait too long. If you go back late later, Mr. Zhu will be angry."

"No!" The young man resisted with his clothes on, but all he got was a punch and a kick. In the end, the medicinal materials he was tightly guarding were snatched away by the group of people.

He was lying on the ground with bruises all over his body and blood on his face. The man who was about to leave glanced at him and kicked him disdainfully: "Wouldn't you have known better and handed him over earlier, so you wouldn't have to suffer so many beatings?"

The boy said nothing, like a fish drying up in a mud puddle.

The man said: "Don't blame us. If you want to blame us, blame you and that old woman for their worthless lives."

"Besides, she's already dead, so this medicine is no longer available to her!"

"...She's dead? She's dead..." The young man's eyes turned stiffly, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "What a mean life?"

The man wanted to say something more, but the person next to him was already impatient, "What nonsense are you talking to him about? Let's go, Mr. Zhu is still waiting for us to bring the medicinal materials back!"

"Come on, come on, don't you want people like him to recognize you? How dare a lowly bastard compete with the noble Mr. Zhu?"

Several people walked away while talking.

The sun sets slowly in the west, and the apricot blossoms all over the mountain are covered with orange-red glow.

The young man was lying under the trees and flowers, with scars all over his body and gray eyes.

He listened to the words of those men, and after a long time, he said to himself in confusion: "A despicable person, a despicable life?"

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly got up, dragging his bloody wounds and ragged clothes towards the river bank not far away.

He stood on the bank of the river and looked at his embarrassed self in the river. After watching it for a long time, he suddenly laughed.

What are you still alive for?

His country was destroyed and his home was gone.

His father and brother died in battle, his mother and his sister-in-law committed suicide and died for their country, and he wandered around the world, eking out an ignoble existence.

Now, even his last relatives have left him.

Forget it, let's just end it like this. He wants to go to reunite with his family.

I don’t know if Father and the others will think he is cowardly when they see him, or will they disown him?

Ye Qingyang, your life is really a failure.

Ye Qingyang stood up and walked towards the river step by step. The wounds on his body were stained with water and the pain was bone-piercing.

The river water gradually reached up to his neck, and in a daze, Ye Qingyang seemed to see a figure galloping towards him, with a noble temperament, as if he was an immortal.

He vaguely thought, was this a fairy from heaven coming to pick him up?