Old Nine Gates and Jun Changsheng

"Get lost! Don't let me see you again!" Er Yuehong dropped a porcelain bowl and shouted loudly.Unexpectedly, Er Yuehong, who has always been gentle and gentle like jade, would lose her temper so much.It's all because she, Song Xijun, scolded the girl at the noodle shop opposite the Liyuan.

Is this unbearable?Song Xijun was expressionless: "Okay, I'll get out!" After saying that, only a gust of wind remained.

She knew that Er Yuehong loved the girl, but she didn't want to believe it, she didn't want to believe that her friendship with him was not as good as that of a girl who bought noodles.

But she, after repeated defeats, repeated defeats, and repeated defeats...

She lost, lost with bruises all over her body...

Song Xijun walked alone on Changsha Street at night, the bustling street during the day is now empty.

She suddenly remembered the first time she saw Er Yuehong, at that time he would speak softly to her, with a gentle tone.It's a pity that things are different...

She smiled, a tear ran across the corner of her eye, she reached out to catch it, and the teardrop fell on her palm.

ice cold……

"Hey, chick, you don't look bad!" A local hooligan grinned with yellow teeth.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking the road?" Song Xijun was vigilant and wanted to escape, but found that he was surrounded by a crowd, and there was no way to escape!

"Little sister, my brother is blocking the way, so I just want you to give me a little fun!" A hooligan said and was about to start his hands.

"Take it away!" Several hooligans yelled a few times, picked up Song Xijun and walked deep into the alley.

"Let go of me! Let me go! Let go... um..." Song Xijun was about to yell when his mouth was blocked by a piece of cloth. Fishy.But now Song Xijun is not concerned about this at all!She couldn't break free from the control of the hooligans at all, and could only watch helplessly as the light on the street and through the alley got farther and farther away.No!Song Xijun's eyes widened, tears streaming down his face.

Can you feel that feeling?It's like hoping to be stripped and destroyed a little bit, slowly taking away your wings.

Song Xijun struggled with all his strength, and in the darkness, someone slapped Song Xijun so hard that stars stared in her eyes.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Some hands tied Song Xijun to a wooden board and walked up and down her body, making Song Xijun feel a chill.

Could it be that she is really going to be...

She suddenly felt a wave of despair, a wave of desperate despair.

A hand tore the cloth from her mouth and stroked her face.A wave of hatred surged up in Song Xijun's heart, and when he touched her mouth with his hand, he bit it down hard!

"Ah!" She heard a scream, and immediately felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, which made her want to curl up.

"Hahahaha..." Song Xijun spat out not only someone's knuckles in his mouth, but also spit out not only his own blood but also someone else's blood, laughing loudly.

Whether it was despair filling her brain or the pleasure of revenge, she didn't feel any fear or fear at all.

"Bitch, don't eat the toast!" After finishing speaking, Song Xijun was kicked in the stomach again, and his arm was scratched by a cold sharp blade, probably a knife.

"It's stabbed!" The sound of clothes being torn pierced the loneliness of the night and stimulated Song Xijun's eardrums.

Do not……

After an unknown amount of time, everyone left, leaving behind a drowsy Song Xijun.

The boundless night enveloped her, and she could clearly feel the loss of blood, which made her feel colder and colder...

so tired……

Song Xijun was panting, his eye sockets were dry, he could no longer shed tears, and the ticking sound of blood dripping on the ground in his ear was regular, like a lullaby...