Chapter 1967 The Knife I Can’t Hold, You Can’t Let Go: Jin Yiwei 51

As soon as Xi Ying said these words, Song Xu unexpectedly laughed softly.

He laughed twice and then started coughing again.

This was the first time he coughed in front of Xi Ying, and it was also the first time he coughed in front of Xu Yiqiu.

Blood foam sprayed out along with the air he coughed out of his throat.

The sarcastic arc raised at the corner of Xu Yiqiu's mouth suddenly froze.

His eyes were dull for a moment, and then he used all his strength to sit up and stare at Song Xu.

Song Xu slowly raised his eyes to look at Xu Yiqiu.

Their eyes met in the air.

Song Xu didn't say anything, and Xu Yiqiu didn't ask anything, but they understood everything about each other.

Song Xu understood why people from Jinyiwei attacked him;

Xu Yiqiu understood why Song Xu, who had always been in good health, coughed up blood.

Xu Yiqiu suddenly felt a sense of desolation in his heart.

Before they had any interest relationship with Song Xu, he and Song Xu had been brothers.

He is the kind of very good brother, the brother who said he would live and die together.

But as time passes and people's hearts begin to change, the oath becomes a piece of bullshit.

Xu Yiqiu did want to kill Song Xu, but he never thought of doing it himself.

When Song Xu was really about to die, when he saw this scene with his own eyes, the first reaction in his heart was not happiness, but sadness, regret, and an urge to cry.

His brother, his brother!

Song Xu looked away and placed his palms on the back of Xi Ying's head.

His voice was gentle, just like what Xi Ying remembered.

"Yes, I didn't suffer any external injuries, but I was punched several times and had internal injuries."

"Then go back and see the doctor quickly!" Xi Ying said quickly.

"Okay, it's all up to you."

Xi Ying helped Song Xu down the mountain, leaving Xu Yiqiu who had lost too much blood on the mountain.

It's like forgetting that he exists.

Xu Yiqiu lay among the withered yellow grass leaves, watching the sun gradually sink into a red sunset.

He felt that all the blood in his body was about to drain out, and he felt like the sunset that was about to sink.

However, at this moment, a figure walked up from the sunset.

The man's red clothes were like fire, even brighter than the sunset on the horizon.

"Xu Yiqiu!"

Ye Yutong came here according to the route given by Xi Ying, and sure enough he saw Xu Yiqiu lying on the ground.

The moment she saw Xu Yiqiu, her pupils shrank suddenly.

she shouted and ran over.

"Why are you hurt so badly? Who hurt you?!" Ye Yutong was filled with unstoppable anger.

Xu Yiqiu said nothing.

"Okay, okay, let's go down the mountain first! You look like you can't speak now." Ye Yutong said, squatting down and carrying Xu Yiqiu on his back.

When she stood up, Xu Yiqiu could feel her exertion.

Compared with Xi Ying's free-wheeling dragging, Ye Yutong's cautious backing was much more difficult.

Xu Yiqiu, who was almost unconscious, listened to Ye Yutong talking to him, but what he was thinking about was Xi Ying.

He felt that he might have a tendency to be abused, otherwise why would he not like Ye Yutong, who had always been so clingy to him and loved him wholeheartedly, but fell in love with Xi Ying, who was so cruel to him that she almost killed him?

There must be something wrong with his brain.

But even if there is something wrong with the brain, it cannot change this fact.

He liked the fact that Xi Ying was in love.

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These days, the deaths of many people in the village have made the villagers panic.