Did you know you were wrong

In the end, those words were left alone.

Song Fuzhu brought Jin Qiu to the shabby room, there was nothing but hay here, if you insist, there would be bugs.

"From now on, you will live here. You must get up at the beginning of the day, and you will be rewarded with a whip at the end of the day. If you don't want to suffer, you can kneel down and wipe the floor with your hands!" Song Fuzhu left after finishing speaking. Not at all muddled, but a few days later he said: "The large area on the west side is all you need to wipe, don't think that you can just get up when you are young, you have to wipe the floor, wipe it all, and sleep if you don't finish it. Get whipped."

Jin Chou was bending over to wipe the ground at that time. It was easy to do it from Mao, but it was very difficult to wipe the ground. He had never done this kind of thing. He had a very bad life in the ten years after the Jin family was destroyed. , suffered some flesh and blood injuries, but was never asked for such a thing.Therefore, it is very unfamiliar to do it, and it takes almost one day to wipe off a small area. It is difficult to wipe off such a large area on the west side, let alone one day, even ten days.

What's more, he seldom bends down. This kind of humiliating action is really not good.

After Song Fuzhu left, Jin Qiu put the cloth on the ground, breathing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and took a rest temporarily.

"You are really a noble son who studied and cultivated immortals since childhood, and you feel tired from this thing?" Yin Lie hung upside down on the beam, stretching his torso. Because the beam was too high, his voice seemed a little muffled.

Jin Qiu had already noticed his coming, "This fact is unnecessary." Things that can be solved by a cleaning technique must be bent down.If he didn't abide by the etiquette and be inconvenient to be a rogue lying on the ground, he would have already put down the wet cloth in his hand.

"What is necessary and unnecessary? Song Fuzhu is your master now, and you are her slave. What she tells you to do is necessary, no matter how unnecessary. Immortal worshipers don't understand this. It's just to restrain others at ordinary times. The restraint is good, but you can't do it yourself." With one leg hooked on the spine, Yin Lie dangled upside down, suddenly let go of his leg, and fell straight down, like an eagle falling from the sky, but landed like a wild goose feather.

"You just can't do it well. If people can't do something well, they will run away. But your past behavior makes you have to find a reason for yourself even if you want to run away." Yin Lie smiled playfully. He never Jin Qiu grabbed the wet cloth and held it in his hand, "Let me tell you, this is really not a difficult task. If you don't know how to do it, I will demonstrate it to you. I will wipe it today, but tomorrow you will have to wipe it yourself."

After finishing speaking, Yin Lie fastened his clothes tightly, and half-prostrated on the floor like a leopard. He lifted up his sleeves, revealing his slender and powerful arms,

Yin Lie himself never tires of it, after wiping one piece after another, he wiped everything in just a short moment, and washed the cloth a few times in the middle, so as to waste some time, otherwise it would be faster.

After finishing the work, he folded the cloth and stood in front of Jin Qiu, "See, talented people can even wipe the floor quickly. Look at you, you can't even bend your waist. Even if you don't know how to do it, you have to be flat." Posture." Usually he is the one who dislikes the flat posture the most, and he is the one who says so now.

Jin Chou took the cloth and touched Yin Lie's head with his other hand.

Yin Lie's smile disappeared instantly, he pursed his lips, revealing the truest coldness of this face, "Who allowed you to touch me, who are you? Don't you know it's unreasonable?" His His voice became a little hoarse due to the change of mood.

Jin Chou's hand had already been put down, and the smooth and warm touch remained at his fingertips, but it was a little cold now, "Would your father do this?"

"Why do you ask so many questions? Instead of asking these questions, why not ask your Jindi? There are rumors outside that you are dead, but you don't care at all. As long as you don't burn Jindi itself, will you be indifferent no matter how fierce the war is?"

"With my current body, it's useless to worry."

"Who will believe your nonsense, you can just say that you don't care at all. Let those few families make trouble, and the monks are dead, and you stand up again, saying that you are trying to turn the tide, just like saving the world, right?" Yin Lie didn't say this casually. Jin Qiu has been in charge of the world of cultivating immortals for so many years, and many of his actions are obviously aimed at reducing the number of monks, and even weakening the magic power of existing monks.

He wished that all monks in the world would die.

"Yin Lie, don't think too much." Jin Qiu said indifferently, his expression was very ordinary, too ordinary.

Yin Lie pouted, and walked out bored.

When I went out, I saw Leng Hanze, "Why have you been following me? Tell me another lie to trick me into taking the bait?" He was always worried about being cheated last time. Although he himself was fine, Jin Qiu lost his magic power , This is something to be happy about, but he can't always be happy.

Leng Hanze still looked lazy, he didn't speak, just followed Yin Lie's side, Yin Lie was busy learning to wipe the floor a few days ago, but now it seems that he really wanted to worship immortals, and Yin Lie was really good at some things. Very dishonest, Leng Hanze yawned and got closer to Yin Lie.

On the second day, Yin Lie did not wipe the ground, Jin Qiu

When Song Fuzhu came to see him at night, he lost his temper, waved his whip, and threatened that if he couldn't finish wiping tonight, he would be whipped to death.

Jin Qiu didn't move, but Yuan Heluo sneaked in. He soaked the cloth and wiped it all night without using any force. The sun rose the next day before he straightened up and fell asleep.

Jin Qiu didn't speak to him, but just stood there, looking at the palaces in the distance.

In the daytime, he still hadn't wiped it, Yin Lie was still the future, Song Fu Zhu Chao whipped the ground, and opened a crack in the ground.

Cursed: "If you don't move today, I will move!"

Jin Chou didn't look at Song Fuzhu at that time, he looked at the cloudy sky and said, "You can do it now."

"You are really toasting and don't eat fine wine!" Song Fuzhu took out the whip pinned to his waist and stretched it out, "Look carefully, I can whip your bones so that your bones are exposed!"

Jin Qiu's wounds from the previous few days had completely healed, and he stood upright, as if he didn't take Song Fuzhu's words to heart at all.

So he received the first lash, which was drawn from behind his back, and tore the sackcloth, and the bones of his back were exposed.

Song Fuzhu was like a jackal who saw blood, he was apprehensive before smoking, but after smoking, he seemed to be addicted, whip after whip, never tired of it.

Jin Qiu closed his eyes, fell into a pool of blood, and heard Yin Lie's voice, "Do you really want to beat him to death?"

"When I heard his stories when I was young, I wanted to beat him to death. If it wasn't for my uncle's blame, I would raise a nest of ants and bite him to death."

"Song Fuzhu, you can't get married like this."

"Who says I can't get married, and if others don't marry me, won't you marry me?" Song Fuzhu took another whip and was grabbed by Yin Lie.

"I marry you, it's called incest."

"Yindi never cared about this. If you want me to stop, agree to marry me, or beat me down, or I don't intend to stop."

"Then you can whip him. Yuan Dengzhuo asked me to come. I'll go and tell him that you don't want to."

"Hey, think about it, that hypocrite asked you to come." Song Fuzhu kept clapping his hands, but Yin Lie's voice disappeared.

Jin Chou passed out, and when he woke up again, it was already dark, it was pouring rain, and the sound of thunder resounded throughout Yin.Supporting his body with his hands, he got up slowly, sighed, and staggered into the rain.

The place where King Yin lived was a little far away, but fortunately it was not difficult to reach. His wound was washed white by the rain, mixed with the white bones, making it difficult to see clearly.

A bone in one leg is broken, but he walks fairly straight

When he was ugly, he walked to the palace of King Yin, where the guards in black clothes blocked him.

"I'm going to knock on the door." Jin Chou's face was covered by his hair, and he was extremely depressed.

The guards didn't move. These monks from the Yin land don't like worshiping immortals or Jin Qiu.

So Jin Chou stood, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and he finally collapsed on the ground, his whole body was wet and messy, while the clean and tidy bodies of the guards protected by mana formed a sharp contrast with him.

The rain fell in Jin Qiu's eyes. It was also such a heavy rainy day back then. He was bullied by others. Walking on the road, he picked up Yin Wang who had lost his memory. He said he would go with him.

Back then he said he would go with him, and now he will. He is very clear about this, so he is not afraid of the wind and rain, but just thinking about when King Yin will soften his heart.

He thought a lot, thinking about the two of them taking a warm bath together under the eaves in the rain.

It's been a long time.

The surrounding rain was still falling, but the rain on Jin Chou's head stopped. He looked at the empty world and said, "You're here."

"You know Gu will come, Gu has always been soft-hearted towards you, and won't let you get wet in the rain."

"Yes, I knew you would come." Jin Chou turned his face sideways, stood up, and walked into the door that King Yin opened for him.

The monks outside the door looked extremely unkind, but none of them dared to speak.

King Yin has always been ruthless, meddling in his family affairs will not end well.

Jin Chou stepped through the door, and there was indeed a wooden barrel in the room, white steam was rising from it, the mist was misty, and the warmth was overwhelming.

"Jin Qiu, you did it on purpose." King Yin's long hair was untied, hanging down to his ankles, and his face was condensed. He once crushed the Marquis of Jin into a pulp, and tortured the people of Ye Zhou to death with thousands of spells. Before, he was the only master in the world, and he was violent, and no one dared to comment on it.

The people of Yin were afraid of him, and Jin Chou was also afraid of him before, so afraid that he dared not raise his head in front of him.Hunyuan is right, if King Yin does not lose his memory, he will never be able to overthrow King Yin.

"I didn't mean to, why did you meet me?" Jin Qiu took off the clothes that were stuck to his body, which was mixed with blood and flesh, and stepped into the wooden barrel. It's also very warm on my body, but I can't get close now.

"I would like you to suffer for a few more days, but I don't want to see you."

"But I will hurt." Jin Chou knew that King Yin would eat this way more than anyone else.

Even if he knew that he was lying to him, he would be fooled again and again.

King Yin also took off his clothes and went into the small wooden barrel. The two of them were very close to the ground, and he hugged

Not only is it easy to forget, Jin Qiu can also deceive others, and deceive others and himself.King Yin didn't intend to really intervene in the matter of Zhao Weiqi this time, because he was scrutinizing the role of Jin Qiu in it.

King Yin's embrace was very tight, and the moment he pressed those wounds, they all burst apart, and the blood stained the entire wooden barrel.

Jin Qiu was a little dizzy, he stretched out his arms to hug King Yin, and listened to King Yin's words mixed with the sound of rain, "When the general situation in Yin is over, Gu still has illusions, thinking that as long as Gu is willing to pay for his life, you will let others go, at least not It will embarrass our children." Yin Wang's voice was very low, as low as before, without the slightest hint of complaint, more like issuing a pardon.

"Jin Qiu, you have done everything. Gu can save you again and again, but you don't want to save Gu. Gu was in prison thinking about when you would show up. You came and told the orphan that it was a lie. It will move, and then it will not move.”

"Are you hoping that I will take pity on you?" Jin Chou touched the scars on King Yin's body, which were layer upon layer like the palaces in Yin. He was not used to this kind of King Yin.But he can understand King Yin, after all, he killed him himself.

"Jin Qiu, I want you to understand that you have done wrong again, but I can forgive you once, and I can forgive you countless times, even if what you committed is an unforgivable crime." King Yin let go of his grip on Jin Qiu. embraced, looking straight at him.

Jin Chou also let go of his arms, "I don't need your forgiveness." He got up from the barrel with a sad face.

"Jin Qiu, don't you like the old days?"

"I like it, but that doesn't belong to me. I killed the child, I killed you with an awl with my own hands, but you are all still alive, because God needs you to live. But he will not let others live. I am a lackey of God, How can you think about anything else when you haven’t finished what needs to be done.”

The author has something to say: Hunyuan: You are not my lackey, I am your lackey, my hero was robbed by you, and I will take the blame for you.You are sucking my blood.