big master, big liar

Fang Qiutang was already in a daze.

From the moment Ji Yunxi brought the person here intact, it seemed that this person began to change.

Insanely provocative, he neatly threw the corpse of a man who was a head taller than him off the cliff, and even smiled sweetly watching the explosion.He has been wondering whether the person in front of him is the sickly quail-like young man he knew who always followed Song Xuan's butt.

He had a premonition that Song Xuan, the younger brother he had picked up, was a ruthless character, and Ji Ni had also told him in private that His Highness the Third Highness was definitely not someone in the pool.

But he never thought that the Third Highness would be such a character.

He staggered and ran out of the woods, looking at the remains of severed limbs and people who were bombed so that he didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

For a moment, he didn't know whether it was Ji Yunxi who had the greater impact on him, or everything in front of him that had the greater impact.

"I...these people..."

Ji Yunxi was affected by the air waves of the explosion, his face and head were covered with dirt and snow, his body was mixed with other people's blood, and he was in extreme embarrassment.

The pupils staring at Fang Qiutang were as bright as cold stars.

"You already knew that," he said.

Fang Qiutang was speechless.

Yes, he knew it, he knew it from the moment he got the dynamite out.

These explosives are weapons sharper than all weapons.

It will take more and more lives, and even become one of the world's most terrifying nightmares.

But he still took it out.

At first Song Xuan asked him why he made this thing.

He lied.

"Who did you originally want to give this to? My second brother? Or my eldest brother?" Ji Yunxi kicked the unresponsive body on the ground, with a wanton and lazy expression, which reminded him of Song Xuan. "Or...do you want to give it to the person on the chair?"

"I didn't think about it." Fang Qiutang rarely answered the question honestly, without even uttering a single redundant word.

"So you didn't think about the things on the ground?" Ji Yunxi showed a sarcasm.

He really didn't think it through, he didn't even see his own way forward.

But what he sees most clearly is his own ambition.

Although he and Song Xuan are so good that they can wear a pair of trousers, in terms of ambition, he is completely different from Song Xuan's idle cloud and wild crane.

Song Xuan said that he was not a half-fairy for nothing, it was really a model of coming and going without any worries, when Mr. Xiao Song's reputation was in full swing in Sifang City, no matter how different he was, he should have nostalgia for it.

Even though Song Xuan didn't like management, it was not difficult to be the local emperor of Sifang City.

But Song Xuan just left without looking back.Talking about going to travel around, I had a drink with him in the morning, and in the afternoon, I took the package and walked out of the city gate without even shedding a tear.

Sometimes even Fang Qiutang was a little envious of him.

After all, I am a person who can't escape my desires at all. If I have one, I want two, and if I have two, I want more.

This time he chased Song Xuan over, one was worried, and the other was because he wanted to find another future for himself.

No matter how hard he stayed in Sifang City, it was nothing more than returning to the state of management for many years before, and he was still under the control of Ji Ni, so it was not happy enough.

But Shengjing is different, he has a brain, he has a way, and he can produce such earth-shattering things as explosives, whether he is an official or a businessman, he will not be worse than before.

But it was an accident that exposed this thing to Song Xuan and Ji Yunxi in advance.

It also allowed him to witness the consequences firsthand.

"Do you regret it?" Ji Yunxi looked at his expression and knew what he was thinking.

Fang Qiutang's mind was in a mess, and he blurted out: "What do I regret? Do I regret taking this thing out, killing so many people, but letting you live?"

"If it wasn't for Song Xuan's face, I would have let you die a long time ago if I cared if you were a prince or not."

"Besides, these people came here to kill and set fire, and they deserve to die. I have done a good deed—"

His voice was getting higher and higher, but with a slight tremor, as if this could cover up his guilty conscience and his constant retreat.

Ji Yunxi sneered, turned around and tore off a strip of cloth from his cuff, and began to bandage himself.

Fang Qiutang's voice stopped abruptly.

The words "human life is at stake" were still too heavy, and he couldn't help but want to flinch and avoid them.

"I……"

Fang Qiutang was about to speak, but was interrupted by the second dog who rushed out.

"Ouch!"

Ergou quickly moved to Ji Yunxi's side, circling back and forth, sticking out his tongue enthusiastically.

Ji Yunxi's eyes lit up immediately, and he cast his gaze behind Ergou.

Sure enough, Song Xuan was staring at him with a straight face.

"Ji Yunxi, you—"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Yunxi jumped up and threw himself into Song Xuan's arms, with a coquettish nasal voice in his voice: "I thought I would never see you again."

His appearance was too embarrassing, and his weight was so light that he looked like a little girl. People knew that he was pretending to be like this on purpose, but they couldn't bear to criticize him anymore.

Song Xuan barely maintained that stern face: "Even I have been tricked, how dare you pretend to be pitiful?"

Ji Yunxi buried herself in his arms and whispered, "Song Xuan, I can't let you die for me."

The weak and pitiful voice dispelled Song Xuan's last anger at once.

For Song Xuan, being coquettish and insane is really a trick that has been tried and tested.

He could only hold down the young man's shoulder, looking at the blood all over his body, and at the tragic scene behind him, with complicated eyes: "Are you injured?"

"No." Ji Yunxi said.

As soon as Song Xuan pinched his shoulder, Ji Yunxi couldn't help grinning in pain.

"Still lying?" Song Xuan stared at him distressedly.

"Song Xuan, I'm in so much pain." Ji Yunxi curled the corners of her mouth, but there was a triumphant smile on her face.

Song Xuan sighed, glanced at Ji Yunxi, then at Fang Qiutang who was behind him in a daze, and asked, "Qiutang, how are you?"

Fang Qiutang didn't know what he was thinking, if it was normal, he would have jumped up and laughed at Ji Yunxi's pretentiousness and Song Xuan's soft heart, but this time he didn't react at all, and shook his head blankly with a look of wandering.

Song Xuan also noticed his strangeness, but looking at the tragic scene in front of him, he finally said: "Let's go back first."