Looking at the bright moon

Sheng Huan originally thought that he had forgotten about the kidnapping. After all, nearly five months had passed, and after another month, it would be counted as half a year.During this period of time, he didn't even have nightmares anymore, and only his injured leg occasionally reminded him of this tragic experience.

He also breathed a sigh of relief for this, glad that he could walk out from the shadows, he was not afraid of getting hurt, because a wound could always heal, at most it would become a scar, and it ended neatly.Sheng Huan was even more afraid that that incident would leave traces in his heart. Once he was afraid, he would be admitting defeat. Sheng Huan didn't want to lose in such a matter.

It rained heavily last night, and the wind blew down the wisteria shelf in the courtyard. The housekeeper found a few servants, and they were repairing it back and forth.Sheng Huan passed by, and a male servant holding tools hurriedly saluted him. As soon as the man bent down, the things in his arms were crumbling. something long.

Those things have a flat top and a sharp point at the bottom, quenching a sharp and compelling light.When Sheng Huan saw them, his throat seemed to be grabbed by something suddenly, and his breath was blocked in his chest for a while, and his eyes were full of the scary points of that thing.In a daze, the back of his hand seemed to be torn apart by something again, burning with burning pain.Sheng Huan took two steps back, staring at the soles of his feet.He remembered again, the scene of that day reappeared ferociously in his mind again, someone held his hand firmly, the cold iron pierced the skin, penetrated the flesh and blood, and penetrated heavily and slowly into his body.When he nailed it for the second time, Sheng Huan gasped violently, as if paint had been splashed into his eyes, and the world suddenly turned into colorful patches of color.

The butler who was overseeing the work noticed that his condition was different, and reacted very quickly, and immediately scolded: "Clumsy, how to do things, take away all the nails, hurry up!" The butler said, walking towards Shenghuan in a hurry, Grab his arm, pull him aside, and said softly: "Young master, it's okay, it's okay. This is Longyuan, your home. I'll take you there for a sit down."

Sheng Huan followed the other party for a few steps like a puppet, and suddenly regained consciousness.He brushed off the butler's hand, pushed away the servant who was squatting on the ground, and grabbed a handful of nails.When those cold and hard things fell into the palm of his hand, goosebumps erupted all over Shenghuan's body, and his hands were cold, so he could only force himself to hold them tightly.

The sharp ends of the nails gradually pressed into his palm. This time, Sheng Huan didn't feel any pain, but he only felt numb, and the nails leaked through his fingers one by one.He wanted to hold it tightly, but his hands didn't listen at all. At this moment, he was like a snowman who had been exposed to the sun. His whole body was hot, but it was melting in the cold. In the end, only a small point remained, smaller than the nail in the palm of his hand.

Someone helped Sheng Huan from behind, trying to take away the things in his hand, Sheng Huan quickly dodged and shouted: "Go away!"

The servant didn't dare to move anymore, Sheng Huan trembled, took a long breath, loosened his hand, and the nails scattered on the ground with a crash.His heart was beating so fast that it made him sick, and there was sweat dripping down the side of his face, Sheng Huan didn't care to wipe it off, he just gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, trying to pick up one of them.

Sheng Huan himself thought it was absurd, a bunch of dead things, ordinary things, how could he be afraid?He has never been afraid of knives and guns, why should he be afraid of a few nails?

But his hands were still shaking, and his fingertips were almost as cold as ice.The nail caught in the air and rolled down from his palm. Sheng Huan wanted to catch it, but his hands seemed to be made of iron, filled with copper juice, and he couldn't even bend it.

In the end, Sheng Huan was half-coaxed and half-forced back to the room by the housekeeper. The housekeeper thought he was frightened, and was about to find Fifth Miss to accompany him.Unexpectedly, that afternoon, Sheng Huan walked out of the bedroom with a normal expression, practicing calligraphy and reading as usual, nothing different from usual, the only thing wrong was that he seemed to go to bed earlier than usual today.

After ten o'clock in the evening, when Wen Mingyu returned to Longyuan, the housekeeper immediately reported the situation during the day to him.

In the past, Wen Mingyu was indifferent to Sheng Huan, and the housekeeper also didn't like this young master who came from a bad background. He looked too much like Sheng Yunye. Whenever he saw him, the housekeeper would think of that hateful woman.He was a loyal servant of the Wen family, and he worried day and night whether the young master would end up alone because of this, but to his surprise, Wen Mingyu took the young master back a few months later.

Since the young master has approved Sheng Huan, the butler naturally has no objection, this time he regards Sheng Huan as the next master of Long Garden, and dare not be slighted.

After hearing this, Wen Mingyu immediately turned around and went to Shenghuan's room.There was no light inside, and no sound could be heard. It seemed that Sheng Huan had really fallen asleep.He walked into the moon gate and slowly walked around behind the screen. Before he could lift the curtain, the bed curtain moved suddenly and was lifted up, revealing a pair of bright eyes.Those eyes seemed to be two magnets, absorbing the cool air of the night, looking at him coldly and warily.

The two looked at each other, Sheng Huan was taken aback for a moment, the guard in his expression faded, and he called softly: "Mingyu?"

"En." Wen Mingyu opened the curtain, sat down beside the bed, and lowered her eyes to look at Shenghuan.As he got closer, he realized that the child's face was pale, and there was a layer of blush on his cheeks. He put his palm on Sheng Huan's forehead, paused for a moment, frowned and said, "It's a little hot, why don't you scream?" Doctor come to see?"

Sheng Huan lay down and replied vaguely: "It's okay, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Wen Mingyu exposed him mercilessly: "From eight o'clock to now, why haven't I seen you sleeping?"

Sheng Huan stopped talking, curled up under the quilt, only showing his face, like a squirrel hiding in its nest.Wen Mingyu put his hand on the quilt, patted it lightly twice, and suddenly felt that Sheng Huan reached out from under the quilt and grabbed the hem of his clothes.It's obviously summer now, but the other party sticks to him as if afraid of the cold.

After a long silence, Sheng Huan finally said: "I'm afraid of nails."

His tone was bitter, with a bit of unwillingness, as if he was angry with himself.Wen Mingyu grabbed Sheng Huan's hand, looked at the raised scar, and said in a low voice, "So what, it's human nature, there's nothing to be ashamed of."

Sheng Huan was not satisfied with this answer, he suddenly grabbed Wen Mingyu's finger and looked up at him with his eyes open.After watching for a while, Sheng Huan looked away sullenly, he couldn't open his mouth.If you tell Wen Mingyu that your fear may be far deeper than the other party imagined, maybe he will still have this reaction when he sees a nail next time, Wen Mingyu will definitely feel that he is worthless.

Wen Mingyu suddenly said: "A nail can neither move nor speak. It is not a threat. What you are afraid of is not it. You are only afraid of the person who grabs you and hurts you with the nail, so you will It's not fun, is it?"

He broke Sheng Huan's mind with one word, Sheng Huan bit his lip, and nodded his head reluctantly.

Wen Mingyu smiled, and patted Shenghuan's head as if to comfort a child.He said: "It's easy to handle."

Seeing that Sheng Huan was eager to ask a question, Wen Mingyu's finger moved down and gently pressed against the lips of the person beside him.He leaned down, as if making a secret agreement, put his lips close to Shenghuan's ear, and said softly and hoarsely: "There is one thing, I wanted to wait until the injury on your leg healed before handing over to you." I'll deal with it for you."

His breath blew against Sheng Huan's ear, causing a slight itching. Sheng Huan's mouth was covered by the other party, and he couldn't say a word. Just as he was about to break free and ask what was going on, Wen Mingyu said: "Don't worry, you should take a rest these few days and recover your spirits. It's not that easy to do that well."

Wen Mingyu and Sheng Huan made this enigmatic agreement, several days later, Sheng Huan did not wait for the other party's notice, but one morning, Wen Mingyu asked Xu Hancheng to come to him.

The other party said: "The third master asked me to pick you up to the pier for a walk. Anyway, you are fine if you stay at home. Why don't you go there and have a look first."

Sheng Huan's heart moved, he guessed that this trip was probably what Wen Mingyu wanted him to do.But if it's just for a trip, that person doesn't need to notify in advance. Since he intends to keep it secret, Sheng Huan can only be a knowledgeable person. He didn't ask any more questions, and just followed Xu Hancheng into the car and headed to the north of the city. .

Yannan is bordered by Jinghai in the north and Chijiang in the south. The pier in Yancheng is naturally particularly lively.However, what Xu Hancheng brought Shenghuan to visit today was not a cargo terminal. There were people coming and going here, shoulder to shoulder, mostly businessmen and tourists in a hurry.Passing through the dense crowd, there is an endless sea beyond.Travelers carrying suitcases, in groups of three or four, or alone, are rushing to the big and small boats moored on the shore.When the time is up, these boats are like fallen leaves floating on the water, each drifting away to the end of the world.

When she was still by Sheng Yunye's side, Sheng Huan was always envious of those wanderers who were about to leave their homes and go to other places.Rivers, lakes and seas are like sharp knives, no matter how deep the ties are, no matter how strong the love and hate are, as long as they drift far enough, they will all be cut off by them at once. A carefree, like a newborn person.

Xu Hancheng took Shenghuan to a tea stand to rest, just watching the crowds.Nothing else seemed to happen either.Sheng Huan sat for a while, unable to conceal his doubts, and was about to ask him to ask, when he suddenly saw a man in black shirt flashing out of the crowd, first bowed to Sheng Huan, and then clung to Xu Hancheng's ear, with a solemn expression. Reporting something.

Xu Hancheng replied: "Okay, I understand." The man in black straightened up and stood beside him nervously.Xu Hancheng patted the hem of his clothes, stood up, and said to Sheng Huan: "Young master, there is a guest on the pier. I'll go and meet you first. Please sit here for a few minutes."

Seeing Sheng Huan frowning and looking at him, Xu Hancheng patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and comforted him: "Don't worry, even if I hurt myself, I won't let you get into trouble."

Only then did Sheng Huan nod in agreement. After Xu Hancheng left, only a few bodyguards were left with him.Sheng Huan guessed that Xu Hancheng probably avoided it on purpose, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. If what he thought was right, an accident might happen soon.

At the same moment, a young man in a gray robe, who was described as tired, appeared on the pier with several nervous-looking men carrying luggage.The young man was skinny and skinny, his eyes were sunken deeply, but the eyeballs were too flexible, turning around from time to time, restlessly panicked, and asked the people around him, "When will the boat leave?"

The other party replied: "Young master, it will open in 10 minutes, you have asked me several times."

The young man immediately showed an angry look, kicked the person who answered, and cursed: "Why, can I still ask? Even if I ask ten or a hundred times, you have to answer me honestly! "

The person who was beaten didn't say a word, and he didn't dare to dodge.His young master has been tortured so much that his temperament has changed drastically recently. He often loses his temper after saying a few words, and if he dares to disobey, the young master will make more trouble.The young man scolded a few times without hesitation, and several other people quickly stopped him and persuaded him: "Eldest young master, calm down, there are many people here, it's better to be careful."

This crazy young man is Huang Shaotong.Since the failed kidnapping incident, he has been hiding in Tibet every day, but no matter where he hides, Huang Shaotong seems to be under surveillance, and he can't sit or sleep peacefully.At first, he planned to find a way to escape from Yannan, but on the night of the operation, they were attacked immediately, and one of the people around him died, but he was allowed to escape.Huang Shaotong is not stupid, he quickly guessed that this was done on purpose by Wen Mingyu, that person wanted to let him know that his whereabouts were all under the control of the other party, Wen Mingyu would not kill him, nor let him escape. Deliberate torture.

One of Huang Shaotong's subordinates couldn't bear to be under the surveillance of the enemy every day, and couldn't help himself, so he hanged himself in his room.Huang Shaotong survived, but Wen Mingyu didn't show up. If he was defeated without a fight first, it would be too useless and ridiculous, and he would never admit such an ending.

After waiting for several months, he finally found an opportunity to get rid of that person's eyeliner, and he can leave today by boat.However, several months of hiding had made Huang Shaotong nervous and suspicious. When he walked on the road, he always felt that there were people watching everywhere, which drove Huang Shaotong to go crazy.

Huang Shaotong was looking around, his eyes passed through the black crowd, and suddenly he stopped at a small tea stand on the side of the road.

Under the pergola of the tea stand, a young man was sitting upright.The young man was wearing a silk gown, with a snow-white face and picturesque features, like the young master of a wealthy family.If Huang Shaotong hadn't seen him dressed in shabby clothes and looked extremely embarrassed, he would have been deceived as well.Huang Shaotong stared at the young man, feeling incredible. He remembered that day, this man was tortured to the brink of death by himself, as if he had withered and was on the verge of death.But when they met again a few months later, their positions seemed to be reversed, and the dying one became him, and the young man miraculously revived and became radiant, so what happened?

While he was in a daze, the boy happened to turn his head to look here, and his gaze hit his face.

Sheng Huan suddenly stood up, staring at Huang Shaotong in disbelief.As soon as he saw this person, his blood seemed to turn into magma, boiling hot in his body.Huang Shaotong broke one of his legs and made him suffer for a whole month—and even tried to kill Wen Mingyu. Sheng Huan couldn't let go of this kind of hatred.

But no matter how the anger surged, his legs still didn't listen to him, and he stayed motionless in place.Many long-forgotten images flashed in Sheng Huan's mind, and even the pain seemed to wake up. His breathing became more and more rapid, and he couldn't help but hold the scar on his palm tightly.

Huang Shaotong knew that this encounter was weird and inappropriate, and definitely not a good thing, but he couldn't help but waved his subordinate's hand away, and with a little inexplicable excitement, he strode towards Shenghuan.When the distance between the two got closer, Huang Shaotong realized that behind Sheng Huan were a few big men with unkind faces, with their hands behind their backs, staring at him coldly.

His subordinates also chased after him. Seeing this situation, they immediately sensed something was wrong, and shouted: "Young Master, this is from the Wen family!"

One reacted quickly and was about to draw his gun. Unexpectedly, before he could make a move, the bodyguard behind Sheng Huan cursed angrily and rushed towards them first.

The two groups fought together, their swords and guns came out, and the formation was very frightening.This sudden change frightened the surrounding passengers. Some people screamed unceasingly, and the crowd suddenly fled in all directions like a swarm of bees that had been burned.Taking advantage of this opportunity, Huang Shaotong suddenly took a few steps forward, raising his hand to grab the boy in front of him.

Sheng Huan's legs were numb, and he quickly dodged back, making such a big move that he even bumped the table next to him.Huang Shaotong seemed to have sensed his fear, and couldn't help showing a dull and distorted smile. Regardless of the chaos behind him, he approached Sheng Huan and said, "Who are you to Wen Mingyu?"

Every time he took a step closer, Sheng Huan would involuntarily take a step back.This kind of reaction seemed to make Huang Shaotong very happy. He lowered his voice and said, "Are you afraid of me? Aren't you very courageous? Even if I broke a leg that day, you could have kept silent. Why are you hiding behind now?" ?”

When he said the last sentence, Huang Shaotong quietly reached his waist, hooked the pistol with his fingertips, and wanted to pull it out.By this time, Huang Shaotong still didn't take Sheng Huan seriously. He thought Sheng Huan was just a small accident, and he was scared out of his wits.It's not too late to board the ship after he solves this little trouble.

Sheng Huan noticed the opponent's movement, and his scalp exploded. For a moment, he didn't care whether he was afraid or not. He quickly kicked over the table and kicked Huang Shaotong.Huang Shaotong didn't expect him to attack suddenly, so he had to raise his hands to protect his body, and retreated repeatedly.

Sheng Huan couldn't give the opponent any chance to draw his gun. He was unable to move, so he just picked up a chair and threw the opponent head-on.Huang Shaotong dodged again, but Sheng Huan grabbed the gap and bullied him closer.Fortunately, when doing this kind of thing, Sheng Huan doesn't need to think at all, and can do everything by instinct.Without even thinking about it, he grabbed the bench that had fallen to the ground, and with all his strength, slammed it on Huang Shaotong's body.

Huang Shaotong smoked opium all day long, and his body was extremely weak. How could he afford this.With a scream, he rolled to the ground in embarrassment, groping around his waist with trembling hands.Although Sheng Huan had the upper hand, he was not as calm as before. Seeing that the other party wanted to find a gun, he was in a panic, so he could only hold Huang Shaotong down, grabbed the other party's wrists and twisted behind him.

Huang Shaotong's skin was cold, covered with a thin layer of sweat, which felt like the mucus of a poisonous snake.At the moment when the two touched, Huang Shaotong suddenly grabbed with his backhand, pinched his fingertips into the scar on Shenghuan's palm, and turned his head with a grim expression: "You are so close to me, you are not afraid that I will stab your hand again. A nail?"

Hearing the word nails, Sheng Huan's body froze, and the strength in his hands subconsciously relaxed a little.Huang Shaotong took the opportunity to pull out his hand, and quickly grabbed at his waist.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Huan's reaction was faster at this moment, he held Huang Shaotong's wrist again, and bent it in the opposite direction neatly.

If he really wanted to solve a person with his hands, he would never show mercy.This is true for himself, and the same for others, this is the common coldness of Sheng Huan and Wen Mingyu.He only heard a strange crisp sound coming from the body below, Huang Shaotong then raised his head and screamed heart-piercingly, the pain was like a fish whose scales had been scraped and disemboweled, he couldn't stop thrashing up and down.

Sheng Huan grabbed the limp arm, panting so loudly that he could hear it himself.He's still scared, but it doesn't affect what he's doing.What's more, the person he was once afraid of was falling on the ground weakly, and he couldn't even break free. Sheng Huan pressed Huang Shaotong, and suddenly felt a little dazed - this person who had appeared in his nightmare was actually like this Fragile and vulnerable, he didn't expend any effort at all, and easily subdued the opponent. .

Huang Shaotong's face was covered with sweat, and he gritted his teeth and stared at Shenghuan: "You—" He just uttered a word, and suddenly his eyes widened, and he stared blankly behind Shenghuan, his lips trembling.

"Wen...Wen Mingyu!" The sound was even more shrill than just now, Huang Shaotong's forehead was bulging with veins, struggling frantically under Sheng Huan's hands: "Wen Mingyu! I'm going to kill you!"

Sheng Huan's heart shook and he wanted to turn around, but Huang Shaotong struggled so hard that he didn't dare to distract himself.Fortunately, the stalemate didn't last long, and several men in black restrained Huang Shaotong for Sheng Huan and pinned him to the ground.A warm and strong hand held Sheng Huan's arm and gently pulled him up. The owner of the hand asked beside him, "Are you scared?"

If it was said that Sheng Huan still had [-]% fear just now, when he heard this voice now, the [-]% fear disappeared in an instant.He turned his face sideways, looked anxiously at the person behind him, and asked seriously, "Can I handle this well?"

Wen Mingyu was startled, then smiled slightly, and gently rubbed the back of Sheng Huan's head.He didn't answer, walked up to Huang Shaotong, looked at him with his head down for a while, and said lightly, "I really overestimated you."

Huang Shaotong's eyes were red with anger, but he couldn't move. He could only lift his head up and glared at Wen Mingyu: "I almost killed you and your nephew, why do you say that!"

Wen Mingyu smiled and said, "Is it worth bragging about something that hasn't been accomplished?"

He pushed aside Huang Shaotong's clothes with his toes, bent down, pulled out the pistol pinned to his waist, and called out, "Sheng Huan, come here."

Seeing Wen Mingyu's actions, Sheng Huan had vaguely guessed what the other party meant, he hesitated for a moment, and walked to the other party's side as he said.Wen Mingyu grabbed him with one hand, stuffed the pistol into Sheng Huan's hand, held his hand again, and pushed the safety off.Sheng Huan's wrist trembled because of the voice, and he looked at Wen Mingyu in a little panic.

"Don't be nervous." Wen Mingyu covered the back of Shenghuan's hand. It was obviously a cruel gesture, but he did it very intimately: "If you want to stop being afraid of someone, the best way..."

He taught Shenghuan how to hold the gun and how to push the bullet into the barrel.The fingers of the two were intertwined, this was the first time they were so intimate in front of outsiders.Seeing that the gun was slowly aimed at him, Huang Shaotong blushed with anger and shouted, "Wen Mingyu, kill me yourself if you have the ability!"

Wen Mingyu ignored it, he pressed Sheng Huan's arm down, supported his face with one hand, adjusted the angle of aim for him, and then continued: "It is to make that person ten times, a hundred times more afraid of you. "

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled the trigger suddenly and fired a shot.Sheng Huan was so shocked that he almost let go, Huang Shaotong screamed and kicked his legs desperately.Unexpectedly, the shot didn't hit him, but only made a bullet mark on Huang Shaotong's side.The first time Sheng Huan touched a gun, he used a living person as a target, and couldn't help feeling extremely flustered.His palms were covered with cold sweat, and he couldn't help but want to hide back.However, Wen Mingyu was standing behind him, and as soon as Sheng Huan retreated, he spontaneously leaned into the opponent's arms, and there was nowhere to escape.

Wen Mingyu wrapped his arms around his waist, not allowing him to move, and whispered in Sheng Huan's ear, "Sheng Huan, you have to think carefully. If you really want to take over the family business, you can't be afraid of shooting. Even if you are asked to I escaped, but sooner or later, your hands will have to be stained with blood."

He paused for a few seconds, and when he spoke again, his tone was much colder than usual: "If you don't even dare to touch an enemy, it proves that you are not suitable for this job at all, so give up as soon as possible."

Before Wen Mingyu finished speaking, Sheng Huan suddenly raised his hand and shot Huang Shaotong.

The shot hit, and Huang Shaotong's right leg exploded with a splash of blood. The pain caused him to almost turn his eyes white, his body moved weakly a few times, and he let out an indistinct scream.Sheng Huan bit his lips tightly, and his eyes turned black. Without Wen Mingyu's support, he might not be able to stand still.

Wen Mingyu didn't seem to expect Sheng Huan to make a move, he was silent for a while, then suddenly sighed softly.

He grabbed Sheng Huan's wrist, moved the aiming part to Huang Shaotong's chest, and said in a deep voice, "The gun just wasn't accurate, come again."

A long time ago, Wen Mingyu would cover Sheng Huan's eyes when he saw blood, but now he personally taught him to kill.Sheng Huan could vaguely guess that the other person's actions were just trying to scare him off, and that person didn't want to get his hands dirty.But now Sheng Huan had no choice but to step out from under the opponent's wing.Otherwise, the entire Wen family would be supported by Wen Mingyu alone, and he would truly become a person who relied on each other to survive—he was unwilling.

Shenghuan is not willing to be attached to anyone at all.

Cold sweat rolled down Shenghuan's forehead and dripped on his eyelashes.He didn't care about wiping, just took a deep breath, and slowly stabilized his trembling hands.Wen Mingyu's fingers were still entangled with him, Sheng Huan quietly leaned back again, and felt the other person's body temperature wrapped around him silently through his clothes.He moved his stiff fingers slightly, put them on the trigger, and thought to himself: Even if he committed a crime at this moment, Wen Mingyu was involved in it, and the other party's hands were stained with so much blood, and he could bear it. Can't do it?

Thinking of this, Sheng Huan made up his mind and was about to make a move, but Wen Mingyu suddenly pushed his fingers away and snatched the gun away.

The gunshot rang three times in a row, hitting Huang Shaotong's chest each time.This time Wen Mingyu didn't cover his eyes, Sheng Huan opened his eyes wide and saw a large area of ​​bright red color slowly blooming on Huang Shaotong's chest.

Huang Shaotong twitched weakly, and cursed angrily: "Wen Mingyu... Even if I, I become a ghost, I will find you and kill you..."

His eyes were bloodshot, his face was pale, and he really looked like a ghost.Suddenly, in a blink of an eye, his vicious gaze fell on Sheng Huan's face. Sheng Huan's breath was stagnant, and just as he took a step back, his head was turned to another direction by a hand. Wen Mingyu said in a voice: "If you want to come to me, you just Aren't you afraid that I will make you unable to even be a ghost?"

After speaking, there was another gunshot.This time Huang Shaotong was completely quiet, Sheng Huan stared at the front in a daze, and asked tremblingly, "Mingyu?"

His body has not yet recovered, and after going through this toss, his limbs are a little weak.Wen Mingyu still didn't allow him to turn his head away, just threw the pistol casually, supported Sheng Huan and said: "Don't look, I don't want you to have nightmares."

It turned out that he was still worried, Sheng Huan had no choice but to earn a bit, trying to convince Wen Mingyu with what the other party said before: "I will watch it sooner or later."

"Don't look at it." Wen Mingyu led him directly.Forcing Shenghuan to follow her back.After being silent for a while, Wen Mingyu asked again: "Are you still afraid of nails?"

Calm returned to the pier, Sheng Huan followed Wen Mingyu, but still wanted to look back.Just where they were standing, a person had just died. Even if it was Sheng Huan's enemy, his mood was still gloomy, without any joy.

Killing doesn't feel good at all, he thought.

Sheng Huan held onto Wen Mingyu's finger. If there weren't so many people present, he even wanted to hug him and not let go of him.

He finally replied, "Probably not."