"Um..." Song Qingyuan, who was lying on the ground, covered his neck, stared at his eyes and spit out a series of blood bubbles. He seemed to not understand why the person he had been controlling had suddenly given him this.

"Don't look at me like that." Ye Wuchen wiped the blood stains on his hands and walked to the window and opened the window. "Isn't it very easy for you to deceive us? You can tell yourself that all this is not true now."

At this time, Ye Wuchen's voice was very calm and there was almost no abnormality.

He stared at Song Qingyuan's face, looked at him for a while before squatting down and dipped in some blood, and splashed a few drops on the windowsill casually.

"This is also the method I suddenly thought of." Looking at the window, Ye Wuchen looked at the blood stains on his face, and said calmly, "It is also the only method I can do."

Song Qingyuan's consciousness gradually became blurred, and even when Ye Wuchen's voice was heard in his ears, it was as if it was echoing.

The slow and powerful voice of the heart weakened, as if it could stop in the next second.

It was not until a harsh scream that Song Qingyuan opened his eyes suddenly, and then he saw Ye Wuchen sitting on the ground with a look of horror, retreating in a mess.

"Come here!" he screamed, "Someone, someone killed Brother Qingyuan!"

The first person to rush in was Huo Yuzhi. She screamed at the blood-stained room, and then many companions ran up and looked at the dying Song Qingyuan in horror.

"Why, why is this happening?!" Huo Yuzhi covered her mouth in fear, but her shocked and angry voice ejaculated from the corner of her lips uncontrollably, "Who did this!"

"I just came in and told Brother Qingyuan about what Brother Qin Huai and the others were leaving. I didn't expect that a psychic person suddenly ran in from the open window and wiped Brother Qingyuan's neck!" Ye Wuchen said in horror, and at the same time lowered his head and trembled to touch the blood stains on his face, "The blood splattered over... It's so terrible!"

"It's okay, Brother Ye." Seeing that Ye Wuchen was frightened and trembled all over, Huo Yuzhi quickly bent down and held him and said, "Brother Ye, have you seen the prisoner?"

Ye Wuchen shook his head, gritted his teeth and said tremblingly, "It seems to be very ordinary... a very ordinary face, no! I can't remember what he looks like!"

Looking at Ye Wuchen's embarrassing appearance covered in blood, a young man next to him gritted his teeth and said, "It must be done by those damn psychics! These bad guys who are blocking us from getting to God!"

"Brother Qingyuan is still alive!" A man squatting beside Song Qingyuan held his hand and asked in a low voice, "Do you have anything else to tell us?"

At this time, Song Qingyuan was already dying. He pointed his fingertips at Ye Wuchen with his trembling fingertips, and his eyes, which were originally small, were rounded by him.

"Do you have anything else to say to me?" Ye Wuchen choked and pounced over, holding Song Qingyuan's hand tightly, so sad that he couldn't even say it clearly. "Don't worry, all of us will continue to live with your faith!"

Ye Wuchen's words can be said to be very touching, but only Song Qingyuan could see the coldness and ridicule in his eyes.

Song Qingyuan stared at his eyes, and a "gurgle" sound came from his throat, and finally he lost his breath.

Die with your eyes open.

Seeing this, everyone around them started crying sadly, but Ye Wuchen stood up alone and walked out silently.

"Wait a minute!" At the beginning, the man squatting next to Song Qingyuan seemed to notice something was wrong. He stood up and chased after him, pressed Ye Wuchen's shoulder.

Although what Ye Wuchen said just now sounded like nothing wrong, after thinking about it carefully, there were only Ye Wuchen and Song Qingyuan in the room, so his suspicion could not be washed away.

"Is there anything else?" Ye Wuchen turned around, his face covered with tears, and his eyes were gone.

"Ah... it's okay, just don't be too sad." Shocked by Ye Wuchen's unscrupulous expression, the man swallowed his saliva or swallowed his thoughts of becoming suspicious of the business.

What bad intentions can such a young child have? He must have thought too much.

Seeing that the man stopped pestering him, Ye Wuchen turned around and continued to stagger downstairs.

Ye Wuchen is really confused now. This is the first time he killed a person with his own hands, just to achieve his goal.

As soon as Song Qingyuan died, everyone knew that the only task was left to stay in the north to stop the guards in the north. Whether it was now or the news of the rescue from the Baizhan base in the future, as long as Song Qingyuan was not in the lead, they would not leave the north.

Because Song Qingyuan had only one thought infused them now, staying at Baizhi base to block all the guards in the north.

"I'm really going to die." Ye Wuchen raised his head and smiled bitterly, "I can't stop shaking my hands."

The feeling of killing is really terrible.

He lowered his eyes and resisted the feeling of vomiting in his stomach. Ye Wuchen touched the dagger hidden in his clothes, feeling that he felt like he was on the verge of collapse.

He strides away from here and goes directly to Jing Jing.

Jing Jing was packing up his things to meet his wife and children. Unexpectedly, Ye Wuchen and Ye Wuchen ran over to find him again in such a short time. He turned around and looked at Ye Wuchen covered in blood. He hesitated for two seconds before letting him into the room.

"What's the matter?" Jing Jing leaned against the door and asked, "Are you injured?"

"No." Ye Wuchen's heart was far less calm than the surface. He hugged his forehead and said in a little collapsed, "I've killed someone."

"Oh? Who did you kill?" Jing Jing asked curiously.

"Song Qingyuan." Ye Wuchen covered his eyes. He was not pretentious at this time, but the guilt after killing someone made him unable to raise his head.

"That cult leader?" Jing Jing said indifferently, "Don't he deserved to die? Why, are you soft-hearted?"

"No, this is my first time taking the initiative to kill someone." Ye Wuchen raised his head and said, "I am in a mess now, and my mood... I am also terrible."

"I guess, you must be a little scared, a little thankful, and a little... a little joyful." Jing Jing spread his hands and said indifferently. Seeing Ye Wuchen looking at him in surprise, he smiled and bent his eyes and said, "Is this normal, right? I felt this way after I killed someone for the first time."

"You don't have to tell yourself the childish reason they deserve to die." Jing Jing smiled, "You just need to know that you have killed someone now, and you have changed. It's enough if you are not the one you used to."
Chapter completed!