"Wuwuwu" Looking at the person in front of him, Deng Juren's eyes were full of fear and began to struggle again.

Ye Chunqiu stepped forward and pulled out the rag from his mouth. He began to breathe heavily. Ye Chunqiu looked at him faintly and said, "I guess you remember it. The first time was in the Ye family. At that time, you insulted my mother and I had an argument with you. I guess you should remember it."

Ye Chunqiu pursed his lips and paused. The sound of rain slapped on the black tent. At this time, he sighed and said slowly: "If you don't remember, how could you think about me? If you conspire with my second uncle to ruin my reputation? I must know more clearly that as long as I have a bad reputation, my future will be over. You are a Juren, and I am also a Juren. Oh, I have forgotten that now you have changed your reputation and you are no longer a Juren. But since you have studied, you must also know that once you ruin my reputation, then Chunqiu's previous efforts will be gone, your future will be lost, and nothing will be achieved. Deng Juren, do you think?"

Deng Juren was so scared that his face was pale. The rain slapped his body, making him tremble all over. He said aloofly: "What do you want to do? You are a Juren, a scholar with fame. Do you dare to commit crimes? You need to know?"

Ye Chunqiu said indifferently: "No, I am just protecting myself. I am different from you. I don't want to argue with others, I don't want to get bored, I don't want to provoke others, but I have fathers, relatives and friends, too many people have expectations for me, and moreover, if one day I let me live me in vain, it would be better to let me die, so I have to go forward, and you are hindering me. Do you know that many times, when I wake up in the middle of the night, I am always afraid, afraid that everything today is a bubble, and I am afraid that someone will turn my income today into nothing, you scared me, Deng Juren, to this day, I can only do what I should do, your family, I will find a way to take care of them, at least not let them starve and freeze, but you."

Ye Chunqiu pulled out his knife.

Qian Qian and Zhang Qianhu, who were beside him, Chen Chang couldn't help but frown, thinking in his heart that this scholar is really cruel enough to be cruel, oh, but everything can be explained by Ye Chunqiu.

All three of them shook their heads. When they pulled out the knife, the guy's face remained unchanged and he was still very elegant.

The long sword was in his hand, and a faint cold light was emitted from the blade. The rain fell on the blade and then flowed along the blood groove to the tip of the knife, falling on the boat board like a waterfall.

Ye Song, who was standing beside him, his pupils contracted, and a stream of yellow liquid trousers flowed out, and he was trembling, and he forgot to struggle.

And Juren Deng was even more scared and paralyzed. He murmured: "Chunqiu, Ye Jieyuan, I won't harm you anymore. I won't harm you anymore. Please beg you for forgiveness. I have lost my fame and fortune. I am nothing. I just want you for forgiveness."

Ye Chunqiu slowly walked to him and pressed the tip of the knife against his chest.

Deng Ju's body was like a sieve, shaking harder and more violently. His Adam's apple kept rolling, and his eyes showed endless fear, but he was still unwilling to give up: "Please beg you."

Ye Chunqiu didn't say anything, and his hand holding the knife was very stable, so he slowly sent the knife in.
Chapter completed!