Qiao Heng couldn't do it, he felt that he should be more ruthless and decisive, but he still couldn't do it.

When you are staring into the abyss, the abyss is staring at you.

There has never been a moment when he understands this sentence more than he does now.

He felt that he was already standing on the edge of a cliff, as if he were on the edge of an abyss, and he looked down, and the abyss was silently looking back at him. He struggled to guard the final bottom line, he couldn't be clearer, but if he made a little mistake, he would never recover.

How he hoped that Hua Zhen at this time was really a ruthless and murderous big devil, so that he could kill her without any psychological burden, just like he had done this kind of thing, maybe after that, he could still have a little pleasure in his behavior of purging the scum of the martial arts.

He kept convincing himself that as long as he solved her now, it would be equivalent to eliminating a huge hidden danger for himself in advance.

However, in the end, he still didn't do anything.

He sat in silence in the carriage, and he didn't know how long it took for him to move. He raised his arm, took off a dark color big hat hanging on the side, and casually covered Hua Zhenzhen's body.

And his expression was as plain as before, without any warmth.

......

Hua Zhen really thought she was dead, but she didn't die.

She woke up to the sound of a melodious flute, the sound was soft and ethereal, smelling like rain from the sky, washing away the hustle and bustle of the mortal world, and like a light wind, faint and faint around the ears, bringing out a trace of desolation.

She opened her eyes and found herself lying on a bamboo couch. She sat up and touched her neck, a tingling pain, and at the same time a pain in her throat, which looked like it had hurt her vocal cords.

She followed the sound of the flute and came out of the room.

I saw a man in a green coat and a white shirt standing in the courtyard, holding a bamboo flute, and it was this person who heard the sound of the flute. She looked at his back, and inexplicably felt that the person who could play such a flute must also be a glorious character.

She tried to keep as quiet as she could, lest she disturb him.

The other party seemed to have heard someone coming behind him, the flute stopped abruptly, he turned around slowly, and Hua Zhenzhen's pupils shrank suddenly.

Joe said calmly, "The girl is awake? Even so, Miss Hua owes me her life, so can Miss Hua stay by my side in the future?"

He was the one who wanted to kill her, and the one who didn't kill her in the end was also him, and in the end, he still owed him his life for it, how could there be such a crooked reason in this world?!

Hua Zhenzhen's eyes were full of tears again, this time because of the sadness in his heart, not deliberately. To put it bluntly, even if she is strong in martial arts in a few years, she is not much better than Shi Guanyin, Jellyfish Yin Ji and others, but this year she is only twenty-eight years old at most, not even sixteen years old, and her martial arts have not yet reached the point of reaching the top, and the experience of the rivers and lakes is not enough.

The first time she left the hermitage and walked the rivers and lakes, she experienced this kind of life and death catastrophe, and this kind of situation, how could she hold back her desire to cry.

Maybe it's her instinct to pretend to be a trick on weekdays, even if she can't help crying, it's silent, and no matter how hard-hearted she is, I'm afraid she will turn a hundred steels into finger twists under her silent tears, although her crying at this time is completely from her heart, and has no other additional purpose.

Qiao Heng stood quietly in place, and after a while, he was a little uncertain and puzzled: "The girl is crying?"

Isn't this an obvious thing? Originally, it was difficult to cry out uncontrollably, which made Hua Zhen really feel a little embarrassed, and now she had to be asked by him knowingly, for a while, she only felt that there was no more hateful person in this world than him.

She asked in a trembling voice, "Now that the matter is over, why does Childe have to be so embarrassed to play tricks on me?"

Qiao Heng said: "I'm sorry, this is my negligence. ”

Hua Zhen really saw that he was polite and polite, and he apologized in a soothing tone, with an extremely polite attitude, such a free and comfortable style, if it weren't for the severe pain in her neck, she probably thought that everything that happened before was her own imagination. But the previous one qiē was indeed real, and the person who wanted to kill her was indeed him.

Immediately afterwards, she listened to the other party again: "I can't see it under my eyes, I have offended a lot before, and I hope the girl will forgive me." ”

Hua Zhenzhen was stunned, she said: "...... Are you blind?" As soon as she said this, she felt that she was saying it a little too politely, and it sounded a bit like she was deliberately provoking the other party.

Qiao Heng did not shy away from admitting: "Yes, I am blind. ”

Hua Zhenzhen looked at his eyes blankly, and said, "You are actually blind?"

Qiao Heng habitually replied: "The girl is not the only one who thinks that I really don't look like a blind person, but I am indeed a blind person." ”

Hua Zhenzhen felt that she should gloat, but before that, she suddenly remembered the picture she saw when she just pushed the door out. The other party stood in the sassy autumn breeze, and the wide-sleeved robe moved with the wind, bringing out the feeling of a few points of pinning and standing.

Such a man is blind.

She was stunned, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to shake it in front of his eyes, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she immediately withdrew it. She lowered her head slightly, looked at her toes, and hid the panic that flashed in her eyes.

She felt that she was not in the right state, but she couldn't say what was wrong.

......

Chu Liuxiang recently met a strange person, a very interesting strange person.

He had an unpretentious but elegant and heavy carriage, and there was nothing special about the carriage, a special horse pulling the carriage. It was a dark cloud stepping on the snow, a good horse, and the general of Chaojin also had one.

A horse is a good horse, but it shouldn't be used to pull a cart, but it's used to pull a cart.

This weirdo has an equally strange subordinate, he is a coachman.

The coachman was also young and handsome, but unfortunately his face was scarred. He was extremely silent and stern, he was so unsmiling, and rarely took the initiative to talk to outsiders. His attitude towards his master was so respectful, so respectful that if his master made a joke to let him die, he would die without doubt or hesitation, at least Chu Liuxiang thought so.

A subordinate is a good subordinate, but he shouldn't be condescended to a coachman, but he is just a coachman.

The weirdo also had a female companion, a shy girl. She looks very delicate, both shy and afraid of life, and speaks softly, like a spring breeze blowing willows, that delicate shadow, I feel pity.

She really looked like a normal girl, but maybe it was because of Chu Liuxiang's preconceived thoughts, how he looked at it, how he thought this girl was also a little weird.

Of course, the most eccentric thing is their owner.

Their owner seems to be a well-mannered son, but this is a good boy with a little bookish air on him. He never used his own eyes to read, he only listened to others read to him.

It's obviously an arrogant and lascivious posture, but it can't make people feel rejected at all, but it makes people feel good for no reason.

At this time, it was noon, and the restaurant was overcrowded and noisy.

Chu Liuxiang asked Xiao Er for a pot of wine and a stack of side dishes, and was sitting alone at a table, drinking a little.

And the strange men were sitting at a table not far away, and there were few masters in the world who would be willing to share a table with his servants, but the man did so, just because there were no spare tables in the restaurant, so he let his servants do it with him as a matter of course.

The strange man's coachman still had the face of a coffin for which he was owed eight hundred dollars. Chu Liuxiang noticed his eyes, and only felt that he felt that at this time, he only wanted to show his loyalty by cutting his heart.

Chu Liuxiang glanced at the strange man more, and he felt that a person who was willing to fold his knots for others must not be a bad person.

Although Qiao Heng couldn't see it, he still noticed Chu Liuxiang's gaze looking at his side, he picked up his wine glass, raised it to him, and said: "It is also a fate to meet Xiangshuai several times along the way, and I am willing to drink with Xiangshuai with this wine." ”

He didn't speak loudly, but Chu Liuxiang felt that it was very clear, he knew that this was a secret transmission, and he never thought that this scholar-like son was still a master of internal skills.

But what surprised Chu Liuxiang the most was that he hadn't clearly identified himself, he took the wine glass, walked to the other party's table and sat down, he raised his glass and drank the wine in the cup. He said, "How did Childe recognize me?"

Qiao Heng replied: "Who in the rivers and lakes doesn't know the deeds of stealing the moon and leaving incense, can Xiang Shuai know that the kind of tulip incense he uses has been speculated to sky-high prices in the black market? Every time Xiang Shuai takes away a treasure, he must first leave a short note for the owner of the treasure, and he was fortunate enough to get such a plain note with a fragrance, such a unique fragrance, which is really memorable. Did Xiang Shuai forget that he also has this kind of fragrance on his body?"

Chu Liuxiang touched his nose, he gave up breathing through his nose because of practicing the Five Qigong, he was worried that because he couldn't smell the smell, he wouldn't be able to detect any dirty qi on his body and add to the trouble for others, so he simply let himself be dyed with the smell of spices, even if he was unconsciously contaminated with any other smells, he could temporarily neutralize one or two.

By the way, this good boy said that he had a short note written by him, what does this mean?

When a thief and a creditor come together, it will not be the person who was stolen who is embarrassed.

Chu Liuxiang smiled bitterly on her face. He carefully recalled the other party's appearance, but he really couldn't think of who the other party was, and he couldn't remember what he had stolen from the other party.

Hua Zhenzhen looked up at the legendary thief commander curiously, and then quickly lowered his gaze, still with that extremely shy look.

Chu Liuxiang inexplicably felt that there was a trace of pity in her eyes.

Of course, Hua Zhenzhen would not think that Chu Liuxiang had stolen the head of the former young owner beside him, and she couldn't imagine anyone who could do such a thing.

Sure enough, she heard it again immediately afterward, and the former young farmer smiled: "Xiangshuai has never taken anything from me, this short note is what I got from someone else." ”

Hearing what he said, Chu Liuxiang slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

He clenched his fists and said, "Dare to ask Your Excellency's surname?"