There was a tingling pain in Qiao Heng's neck, but not only did he not panic, but he was calmer and calmer than when he had just woken up from his sleep before.

Lin Zhennan wanted to kill him.

But the strange thing is that there is not the slightest anger and sadness in his heart.

Qiao Heng even felt that this was the normal reaction he would have after seeing his relatives and friends being occupied by lonely ghosts.

Before that, Lin Zhennan was indeed very good to him, considerate and open-minded. Not only has the majesty of being an elder, but also can put down the shelf, giving the illusion of being a friend of the same age.

However, the more Lin Zhen treated him like this, the more Qiao Heng felt a sense of absurdity and bizarreness.

Please, do you really love your son?

If this love for licking calves is really so deep, how can you admit that you are wrong?

Or are you just unwilling to accept the death of your child, so you keep deceiving yourself, and you really convince yourself?

If so, then now, are you crazy or am I crazy?

Qiao Heng sat up from the bed and stood barefoot on the ground.

At this time, the distance between him and Lin Zhennan was extremely close, close enough for Lin Zhennan to hand over Qiao Heng's dagger and fight back again, but to his surprise, he actually took half a step back again.

Qiao Heng asked, "Are you afraid of me, but where are you afraid of me?"

Although he took possession of this body, it was not what he wanted. Even if he later learned Lin Zhennan's true identity and "recognized him as father and son", he did not betray Lin Zhennan to any rivers and lakes to make a profit. Even in tonight's unexpected fight, he was almost reflexively defending, and did not make any counterattacks.

He understands Lin Zhennan's determination to hate him and want to kill him, but where does this fear come from?

Or did he become a terrible ghost in his eyes?

Qiao Heng didn't like this statement.

Lin Zhennan withdrew his gaze from Qiao Heng's neck, he did not justify his actions, his eyes similar to Lin Pingzhi's shape returned to his old steady, and he said, "No, I'm not afraid of you. 」

Qiao Heng said, "Mr. Lin, we need to talk. 」

Lin Zhennan did not speak.

Just when Qiao Heng thought that he had acquiesced to his proposal, he heard Lin Zhennan say up, "I don't think there is any need for us to negotiate. 」

Qiao Heng didn't seem to hear it, and he continued: "There is one thing, I think I have to clarify to Mr. Lin that I didn't take the initiative to possess Ling Lang's body. As for why this is happening, trust me, if I can, I want to know more than anyone why. 」

Lin Zhennan's eyes did not change, and Qiao Heng didn't know if he believed his words.

Lin Zhennan's hands clenched into fists and slowly tightened, but he didn't interrupt Qiao Heng's speech, but after he finished speaking, he said, "Do you expect me to soften my heart and sympathize with you after listening to your words?"

"No, I don't need this. Qiao Heng said without hesitation.

"I just hate not to splash things that aren't my doing, like dirty water, so I think I'd better defend myself just in case there's a mistake. 」

At this time, Qiao Heng completely restrained the sharpness and indifference when he confronted Lin Zhennan twice.

He seemed to have regained his demeanor in front of the crowd, even if his current appearance should have been judged as "embarrassed". However, whether it is the blood line on his neck or a plain white bedclothes, they all subtly add a calm and unhurried temperament to his temperament.

"Now that the most important thing is out of the way, it's time for us to talk about the other things. 」

"Actually, as early as that day when I laid everything out, I had better give up everything. Qiao Heng said suddenly.

Of course, Lin Zhennan didn't understand his words without a preface or afterword.

Qiao Heng threw the dagger in his hand aside, he bent down and picked up the long sword that he had picked off the ground before.

He held the hilt of the sword in one hand and the body of the sword in the other, and handed the sword to Lin Zhennan.

"I know what you're here for, so you can get back to what you left off. It's a pity that this sutra is the only way I can think of to return this body to Ling Lang. In this way, we can be considered clear. 」

Lin Zhennan understood what he meant, and he looked at Qiao Heng with a strange and incredible look.

He didn't take the sword. The sword was lightly held in the other party's hands, but he couldn't just reach for it so unguardedly.

Once again, the scene was at a stalemate.

Qiao Heng said nonchalantly: "But I suggest that it is best to change the vital attack, once the major cervical artery is broken, the whole room will be ruined by the blood sprayed out, and my little maid is not very bold. 」

"Maybe you can try to keep the body as intact as possible, and at best, maybe after I leave, Ling Lang will come back. 」

He wasn't lying to Lin Zhennan, he just made a reasonable guess based on his past experience. Since there is an example of him coming back from the dead without interruption, it is not impossible for him to have a miracle again in the body of the original owner after he leaves this place.

Lin Zhennan finally felt a kind of belated creepiness because of this strange scene.

This young man who called himself Qiao Heng was "invited" to kill him, and he really couldn't find a second word that could more accurately describe the other party's behavior.

He didn't even know if the other party was deliberately provoking him to provoke him to provoke him to send the sword into his son's body with his own hands, even though he knew what the real master of this body was related to him.

However, the other party's gaze and demeanor did not seem to have a trace of malice. Even though it was dark in the room now, his face was not stained with the slightest dullness and gloom.

Ridiculous!

In Lin Zhennan's decades of life experience, he has never seen anyone who would introduce to him how to kill himself with such a calm and calm attitude. And the one who was telling all this didn't find anything wrong from beginning to end.

He let go of his caution, grasped the hilt of the sword, and then pointed straight at Qiao Heng.

"I'd love to know, what do you think you've done of yourself, and what do you think of this body?"

Qiao Heng was stopped by this question, he made many assumptions, and none of the possibilities included Lin Zhennan's question. Although doubts flashed in his eyes, he didn't feel that this question had much impact on the current situation, and he let Lin Zhennan raise his sword and point it at him.

Lin Zhennan saw that he couldn't answer his question at all, and showed a sneer that was not surprising.

He said in a firm voice, "Now I'm sure you're a monster without a heart. 」

Qiao Heng did not stop Lin Zhennan from leaving again, and when he was the only one left in the room, the flame that had been hidden in his heart swept up.

What the hell did he do wrong?!

Half an hour later, Qiao Heng moved, he felt the flint, walked to the candlestick one by one and lit the candles.

He pulled out scissors, medicine, and muslin to bandage the wound from the drawer by candlelight, then sat down in front of the mirror and began to treat the wound.

The wound on the neck is not like the wound in other places that can be hidden, it is too conspicuous. Even if it was Qiao Heng, he couldn't think of an excuse for a while, how to explain it to him after dawn.

When he finished cleaning his wound and bandaging it with good medicine, not only the physical exertion, but also the mental fatigue overwhelmed everything in an instant, and he seemed to have exhausted even the strength to stand up.

He gently pushed aside the clutter on the table, and without caring about choosing a position conducive to wound healing, he folded his arms and lay directly on the table and closed his eyes.

Early in the morning, the little maid walked in with a copper basin full of water.

The maid didn't know martial arts, and she had a heavy load in her hands, and her footsteps were heavy and messy compared to Wu, and Qiao Heng woke up before she could get close to her.

"Big Guy, what's the matter?

Fell asleep here. 」

The little maid first put the copper basin on the shelf, and then looked back at Qiao Heng, only to be startled by the circle of white cloth wrapped around his neck.

"Big, big, is this an injury?"

Qiao Heng waved his hand and motioned for her not to ask, he didn't want to talk about it more.

The maid shrewdly shut up.

The injuries on his body can't be hidden from the people in the house, but Jin Ji and Liu Qin are not as easy to fool as the little maid.

When Jin Ji saw the injuries on Qiao Heng's body, he didn't know what to think, and slapped it on the table: "They deceived him too much!"

"For the sake of a swordsmanship, all the next means can be used, is this the so-called martial arts righteous path, the heroes of the rivers and lakes?" A trace of disappointment crossed Jin Watchman's eyes.

Then he remembered that Liu Qin should not know the true identity of Brother A, and quickly shut up.

And when Qiao Heng was on duty in the DPRK with the injury on his neck, he received the condolences and care of many colleagues.

So much so that when His Majesty the young emperor heard about this from the eunuch's mouth, he immediately announced Qiao Aiqing.

"Qiao Qing, what's the matter with this injury?" the emperor's eyes were full of concern.

"Your Majesty is worried. Don't hide it from Your Majesty, this injury was caused by the rivers and lakes. 」

「…… The identity of the minister was revealed. Qiao Heng didn't say a word of falsehood, but he pulled the emperor's thinking into a wrong direction.

The Emperor laughed angrily, "Are they going to rebel?

The palace maids and eunuchs in the hall couldn't understand the deep meaning of Qiao Heng's words just now, but they still understood the emperor's words full of anger, and they fell to their knees in fright.

Qiao Heng reminded, "Your Majesty. 」

The Emperor frowned, and he extinguished the fire: "It's me who has lost my temper. 」

Qiao Heng said two words to himself casually, which led to the result of adding fuel to the fire, and he didn't feel any guilt.

Because in his view, in Jin Yong's world, the rise and fall of the power of the rivers and lakes is an inevitable process.

In the Yue Nu Sword, A Qing in the late Spring and Autumn Period held a bamboo stick, which could defeat 2,000 soldiers.

In the Tianlong Babu, in the martial arts of the late Northern Song Dynasty, whether it is Gusu Murong's Douzhuan Xingxing, or Dali Duan's six-vein divine sword, or many divine skills of the Xiaoyao School, they are enough to amaze the people.

In the Southern Song Dynasty of the Legend of the Condor Heroes, even the Yang Finger, which was evaluated by Xiao Feng as "just a very clever point kung fu", became a top mastery.

And then to the Lu Ding Ji, will point the art of acupoints, and the scripture is the sign of the master.

The forces in the rivers and lakes are doomed to decline step by step, no matter how much his unintentional words add fuel to the fire, they are just following the trend of history and slightly speeding up the process.

He has a clear conscience.

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