Shen Wei didn't deny it, nor did he affirm it, and after being silent for a moment, he suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "These are just my guesses, and there is no evidence." As he spoke, he suddenly got up, "It's not too early, you can rest." ”

Shen Wei was only halfway through his words, but he stopped again. Shen Muping naturally noticed it, but his state of mind at this time was no longer the same as before the accident. Although he still cares about these things, he also lacks some heart. Seeing that his father didn't want to say, he didn't ask any more.

After Shen Wei left, he sat on the edge of the bed alone, looking at the jumping candle lamp, and couldn't help but be fascinated.

He was thinking about that night in Strange Stone Valley a few months ago.

At that time, he took those cronies and rushed all the way, as usual.

The enemy's main general, He Yuan, also came to the Strange Stone Valley that day, less than three or four zhang opposite him. They all looked at each other, the sabers in their hands, already letting out a longing hiss.

The enemy troops around him continued to surge, and the sword light was like snow, splashing plum blossoms.

He finally met Na He Yuan.

He Yuan is a few years older than him, and his skills are also very good. In the past few years since he was stationed in Strange Stone Valley, the two have fought no less than ten times, basically equally. But that time, the two of them met together, and he felt that something was wrong.

He Yuan's kung fu seemed to have improved a lot all of a sudden.

The slash and slash of the saber in his hand seemed to carry the power of a thousand jun, at first Shen Muping could still block it, but gradually, his arm became sore, the tiger's mouth swelled, and his breath became heavier, and he began to be unable to hold it anymore.

By this time, his soldiers had already caught up.

The two sides fought together, shouting and killing, neighing horses, and the sound of the howling wind was overshadowed.

Shen Muping became more and more difficult to stop He Yuan.

He wanted to quit a little.

But He Yuan became more and more courageous the more he fought, and he didn't give him any chance to retreat at all.

If this continues, there is a high possibility that he will die under He Yuan's knife.

At this time, Da Feng and Xu Yan killed from around and stepped forward to help. Da Feng and Xu Yan may be slightly inferior to him, but in the army, they are both good players. The addition of the two suddenly relieved his pressure a lot.

However, at this time, on He Yuan's saber, some mysterious symbols suddenly lit up, flashing with golden light. With a knife split, the saber in Xu Yan's hand was like a vegetable, and it was directly halved. The sharp blade, after cutting Xu Yan's saber, fell directly from the top of Xu Yan's head without pause, and the knife went straight to the end.

Xu Yan stood there, motionless, his hands still holding the posture of raising a knife.

But when a gust of wind blew, his body suddenly trembled, and then blood splattered, and his whole body was split in half at once, and fell to the ground on both sides. The internal organs mixed with blood fell to the ground, and the scene was ......

Shen Muping has been in the army for so many years, and he has seen those who have been beheaded, those whose intestines have been left on the ground, and those who have been trampled into meatloaf by horses' hooves, but he is still shocked by the picture in front of him.

After He Yuan killed one person, the golden light of the runes on the saber in his hand had dimmed a lot, but it was still there. At this time, he set his eyes on him.

It was at this time that Da Feng, who was behind him, suddenly rushed to him, and then ......

Turning around, he slashed him in the chest.

After that, his memory was not very clear......

During the months in the Yuan army camp, when he was tortured to the point of drowsiness, he would always remember the scene in a daze.

He couldn't figure it out, what was the purpose of Dafeng's knife?

There is definitely something wrong with Dafeng, there is no doubt about that. But at that moment, when he swung that knife, what was he thinking in his heart?

Is it to kill him?

Or save him?

If he didn't make that knife, Shen Muping was very sure that he would definitely die at that time. Even if he was better than Xu Yan, he couldn't block the knife.

In those months, what supported him never let go of his last breath and barely survived was Dafeng's knife.

It's just that after he really came back alive, he suddenly didn't want to figure out what the purpose behind Dafeng's knife was.

Because, whatever the purpose, the truth will be cruel.

Those people blamed the third brother for all his affairs. Many of the evidence that was handed over to his father could only be forged by those who were close to the two brothers. Also, on the night the third brother fled, the people who died in the family were all people from his mother's side.

The person behind this is familiar with many things in their family and between their brothers, so he can put such a big disaster on the third brother so accurately, and even his father is suspicious of the third brother.

This person is very powerful.

But because it's amazing, it's not hard to guess.

Seven Star ......

Shen Muping suddenly smiled bitterly......

In the next room,

Shen Muzhi had been guarding Qingguo's bedside, his eyes staring at her for a moment, for fear that in the blink of an eye, she would disappear again.

At this time, her breath had stabilized a lot, and her originally pale face was a little bloody.

Shen Muzhi's heart, which had been hanging, was a little relieved, but he still didn't dare to completely let go of his heart.

Time passed slowly.

In the middle of the moon, Qingguo finally woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes and saw the side of the bed, Shen Muzhi, who was worried and staring at her intently, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly grinned.

Shen Muzhi, who finally fell to the ground with a big stone in his heart, also laughed.

After a while, Shen Muzhi had already determined that Qingguo was fine, and only then did he ask what was going on.

Sure enough, Qingguo did chase He Jinyan and leave in the morning.

After He Jinyan left here, he did go to Wu Jing's side to say goodbye first, and then he did not leave the city, but turned around to Osmanthus Lane in the west of the city.

At the end of Osmanthus Lane, there is an old house.

The house is not big, and there is a particularly large osmanthus tree growing in the yard, and I don't know how many years it has lived. In this cold winter, there are still osmanthus flowers. The fragrance of osmanthus wafts all over the alley, rich and sweet, refreshing.

After He Jinyan entered this house, Qingguo, who turned into a sparrow, also cautiously followed in and landed on the osmanthus tree.

In the house, in addition to He Jinyan, there is also an old man.

The old man had a childish face and a strong spirit, and He Jinyan called him Master.

The two of them didn't say a word in the courtyard and went into the house.

Qingguo saw that the two of them had entered the house, so he planned to leave there first and go back to the house to report to Shen Muzhi. But what it didn't expect was that just as it was about to leave, the old man suddenly appeared under the osmanthus tree, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed it directly in his hand.

In Qingguo's words, the realm of that old man must be at least above the pyloric realm.

After the old man caught it, he didn't do anything about it, but put it in a birdcage and said that he would keep it for medicine......

When Qingguo said this, there was suddenly a little more fear on his little face, and Shen Muzhi felt distressed when he saw it.

"Then how did you escape later?" Shen Muzhi and the others asked again after their emotions calmed down a little.

Hearing this, Qingguo smiled slightly: "This is thanks to Brother Muzhi." ”

"Thanks to me?" Shen Muzhi looked at Qingguo puzzled.

Qingguo nodded lightly: "Yes." Thanks to you, brother. ”

Shen Muzhi became more and more puzzled and asked, "Why?"

Qingguo seemed to hesitate, and after struggling for a while, he said vaguely: "This, I can't say it clearly." In short, there is a mysterious connection between us, as long as you are within a certain range of me, I can sense it, and then through this induction, I can instantly appear by your side. It's just ......" Speaking of this, Qingguo suddenly stopped again.

Shen Muzhi hurriedly asked, "It's just what?"

Qingguo looked at Shen Muzhi hesitantly, and then said, "It's just that if you do this, it will cost a lot." I was injured this time, partly because of this, and partly because of the birdcage, which was no ordinary birdcage. However, now that I'm back safely, Brother Makino doesn't have to worry. ”

Shen Muzhi looked at her smile with a little flattery and apology, and his heart was full of guilt and distress.

"You can't act like this in the future, you know?" said Shen Muyi, reaching out and gently caressing her cheek. There was a small blood mark on it.

Qingguo was stunned for a moment, her cheeks instantly turned crimson, and then, with great courage, she tilted her head, put her cheek into Shen Muzhi's palm, and rubbed it gently.

Like a well-behaved bird.

Shen Muzhi accompanied Qingniao for a while, and after she fell asleep again, he walked outside the house alone, looking at the deep night sky, thinking about what Qingguo said just now.

Who will be the old man Qingguo said, the old man with crane hair and a childish face and strong spirits, that is, He Jinyan's master?

If He Jinyan's identity is true, then this old man should be Mr. Holy Hand Qu.

But Qingguo said that the old man was not an ordinary person, and his realm was not lower than the pyloric realm. And Mr. Qu, who is famous in the Jin Kingdom, is just an ordinary old man with amazing medical skills.

Shen Mu subconsciously looked in the direction of the west of the city.

He had an impulse in his heart, urging him to go to that osmanthus alley to find out.

But he clearly knew that if the old man was there, he didn't even need the old man to be there, but He Jinyan was there, and if he went, he would definitely never return.

With his strength, the only thing he can do now is to stay here and wait for Xuan Cheng to come.

Thinking of Xuan Cheng, I thought of Shen Qi who went to deliver the letter, and I don't know where he is now?

West of the city, Osmanthus Lane.

Under the old osmanthus tree, an old man with white hair stood there with his hands behind his back, looking down at the broken birdcage on the ground, and instead of being angry, he laughed and said in a low voice: "Interesting! There is even a time when the old man looks away." ”

At this time, He Jinyan walked out of the room behind him, walked behind the old man, and said respectfully, "Master, everything is ready!"

"Okay, then you can go back early. There's no need for you here!" said the old man without replying, his gaze still resting on the cage on the ground.

He Jinyan stood behind him, silent, but he didn't leave.

The old man snorted, "What?

He Jinyan was still silent, but the cheeks under the veil were dyed with a faint layer of pink.