Chapter 1966 The Knife I Can’t Hold, You Can’t Let Go: Jin Yiwei 50

After the blood spurting, he coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough up his heart, liver, spleen and lungs.

Not far from him, there were piles of corpses.

There are unfamiliar faces, and there are also familiar faces in Jinyiwei.

There were no wounds on his body, and all the blood was from the dead.

However, although Song Xu seemed uninjured, his internal organs were hopeless.

He could feel the withering and decay of his internal organs.

In the battle that lasted for half an hour, he felt like a layer was peeling off his body every time he swung the knife.

In the end, he killed everyone who wanted to kill him, and he couldn't hold himself back.

Song Xu thought that he could still complete this last task and find the murderer who poisoned him before the task was completed.

But now, he feels like he can't do it anymore.

He might not be able to do it.

"Song Xu?!"

At this moment, a voice sounded that seemed to have been deeply imprinted in Song Xu's mind.

Song Xu was startled at first, then raised his head and saw that figure running towards him unusually.

"How are you?" Xi Ying ran to Song Xu and knelt down, tears already filling her eyes.

So miserable, so miserable!

Song Xu's clothes, hair and face were all covered in blood!

This made Xi Ying's nose ache when she saw him for the first time, and she rushed towards him.

Song Xu stared at the girl in front of him, not daring to blink.

He was afraid that this was a hallucination he had before his death.

He reached out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch Xi Ying's face but was afraid that he would break the illusion.

Xi Ying grabbed his hand and said, "How do you feel? Just talk!"

Song Xu looked down at his hand held by Xi Ying. The warm feeling let him know that this was not an illusion, but a fact.

Xi Ying really appeared in front of him!

Song Xu held Xi Ying's hand with his backhand, looked at her with bright eyes and asked, "Why are you here? Have you been following me all this time?"

"We'll talk about these things later! Can you stand up now? Let's go back and let the doctor take a look at you!" Xi Ying said and was about to help Song Xu stand up.

Song Xu's hand holding the knife loosened, and the long knife fell to the ground.

The next moment, he put his hands on Xi Ying's shoulders and hugged her into his arms.

Song Xu's chest was hard and his embrace was warm.

The scent of blood and fresh sunshine instantly rushed into Xi Ying's nose.

She froze.

Not far away, Xu Yiqiu, who was lying on the ground with his lips pale from excessive blood loss, couldn't help but smile sarcastically when he saw this scene.

"It's not a separation between life and death." He hummed in a low voice.

But my heart was full of jealousy.

The person who was jealous and hugged Xi Ying was Song Xu.

"Song Xu?" Xi Ying put her head on Song Xu's shoulder, turned her eyes to look at the hair behind Song Xu's ears, and called out tentatively.

"Um."

The low, slightly muted bass is very alluring.

"Let me go first, let's go back to see the doctor, okay? You're covered in blood like this, I look very..."

"What is it?"

"I feel bad." Xi Ying lowered her eyes and burrowed into Song Xu's arms again.

Song Xu smiled slightly.

Are women just so duplicitous?

She had obviously told him to let her go just now, but now she was getting into his arms again.

Does she want to let go? Or hold her tighter?

"I'm not injured. None of this blood is mine, it's those people's." Song Xu explained to Xi Ying.

"Nonsense, do you think I didn't see it? The blood around your mouth was obviously spit out by you. Do you want to tell me that someone spit blood on your face?"