At this moment, Ye Qingrao's eyes were soaked in tears.

She couldn't believe that Meng Jian, who she had been raising with hard work for more than 20 years, was actually the reincarnation of "Shuo". The guy she chased and killed for thousands of years is now being brought up by her.

Fate played this big joke on her, and this joke made her really unacceptable, and what made her even more sad was that this person who made her try her best to save at this moment wanted to kill her.

Ye Qingrao didn't know how to face the familiar face in front of her, although she knew that the person in front of her was no longer her apprentice. However, until the man in front of her, he coldly reminded her: "The Meng Jian you are familiar with is dead." Ye Qingrao suddenly woke up.

"Is that how you want to get the Yi Xin Sword?" she asked, wiping away tears and caressing the cheek of the man with Meng Jian's body with her trembling hand.

"This sword has been mine from the beginning!" Shuo coldly looked at Ye Qingrao, who was already in tears in front of him, and said, "You stole my things!"

"Thousands of years ago, you also stole this sword from the Emperor of Heaven!, didn't you?" Ye Qingrao smiled bitterly, and forcibly suppressed the sadness in her heart: "Okay, since you want to recover this sword so much, let me tell you, you should come here." ”

"Shuo" widened its bloody eyes, as if it was spying on Ye Qingrao's thoughts. In his past memories, the commander of the Ninth Legion of the Chiyan Samurai, Mul Kali, had never been such a talkative person, but thinking that she was defenseless at the moment, and could not condense any light, "Shuo" was very cooperative and stretched out his head and ear to her.

Under the gaze of Luo Ziling and many other black-clothed disciples, Ye Qingrao leaned down, hugged this "Shuo" who had her apprentice's body slightly with both hands, and said lightly in his ear:

"Next life. ”

"Shuo" didn't expect that Ye Qingrao had always liked to hide daggers in her sleeves, but Meng Jian knew. When Ye Qingrao said that sentence in his ear, the sharp dagger also sank into "Shuo's" heart at the same moment.

The dagger advanced half an inch again under Ye Qingrao's heavy drink, she knew that she couldn't kill "Shuo" like this, in fact, she also knew that she couldn't kill "Shuo" in this way.

The only one who can kill "Shuo" is the "Xi" who holds the heavenly longitudinal teeth, which is the fate that belongs to the two sons of the Emperor of Heaven and is destined for thousands of eternities. All Ye Qingrao can do is to temporarily seal "Shuo", but at the price, she will take her own life as a guide.

At this time, Ye Qingrao was holding the dagger thrown on Meng Jian's case at the family banquet, and this dagger was a testimony of friendship given to her by Meng Jian's biological mother many years ago. Fate always likes to make some sarcastic jokes to play tricks on all beings in this world.

Ye Qingrao: "You can deprive all the light in this world, but you can't completely erase the light in my heart!"

When the edge of the dagger completely immersed Meng Jian's back into his heart, the light in Ye Qingrao's heart engulfed Meng Jian, the corners of her mouth began to ooze blood, and the "Ten Directions Realm" shattered with her thorn, and the dark night previously summoned by "Shuo" immediately dispersed, and dawn could come as scheduled.

"Let him go!! you slut!" Luo Ziling, who realized that the situation was not good, instantly spread his blood wings and slashed towards Ye Qingrao, who had already hugged Meng Jian, the morning light sprinkled lightly on this dilapidated ancient temple, and the white wings set off a huge impact and knocked the surrounding Black Sky Sect members away, and the dust surged under the huge wave of air, making everyone close their eyes, except for Luo Ziling and Ye Qingrao.

"Stop......"

At this time, Ye Qingrao didn't know if it was Meng Jian or Shuo who said this, she didn't know if Meng Jian was persuading her not to make any more sacrifices for him, or if Shuo, who was high up in the sky, was making a rare plea to her a moment ago.

The blood-colored wings touched the white wings, bursting out with brilliant light and shadow, which belonged to the hatred between the Black Heaven Sect and the Chiyan Warriors for more than a thousand years. When the dust settled, Ye Qingrao condensed the Shocking Sword from the morning light, seeing that the sharp blood feather was only an inch away from cutting off Ye Qingrao's head, but this inch was too far away for Luo Ziling.

Luo Ziling, the patriarch of the Black Heaven Sect who had experienced the holy war, did not expect that he had survived the holy war between the Chiyan Warriors and the Black Heaven Sect many years ago, but he could not dodge the last sword of Ye Qingrao's life.

"Die with your faith!" Ye Qingrao said coldly.

"No...... That's impossible...... I won't die!No!!" The milky white blood slowly dripped down the Shocking Sword, Luo Ziling covered her abdomen, slowly retreated, the blood in her eyes gradually receded with Ye Qingrao's sword, the scarlet eyes also returned to black at this time, the morning light sprinkled on her face, Luo Ziling suddenly smiled, she thought to herself Is this the morning sun, is this the taste of death.

The wind lifted the black gauze she had been wearing for an unknown number of years, she no longer retreated, but walked slowly towards the morning light step by step, and when she took the seventh step, she turned into an ash statue, and disappeared after Ye Qingrao's next flap of wings.

"You ......" Shuo couldn't believe the scene in front of him, and before he could be furious, Ye Qingrao turned the Shocking Sword into a streamer and disappeared from Meng Jian's heart at a very fast speed: "Now I am not only the commander of the Ninth Legion of the Chiyan Warriors, Mule Kali, but also Meng Jian's master, Ye Qingrao, a Spiegel layman. ”

"No ———"

"Remember my name! Never forget!" With a roar, Ye Qingrao completely sank the dagger into Shuo's heart. The furious "Shuo" grabbed Ye Qingrao's back with ten fingers, tore off a lot of flawless white feathers, and deeply fell a series of bloody marks. Ye Qingrao endured the pain and hummed the ballad that Meng Jian liked to listen to when she was a child, the white wings slowly withered during this period, and in Ye Qingrao's singing, it turned into a red flame and ignited the man in her arms, who was roaring towards her soul.

When the red flames were extinguished, the light turned into by the Shocking Sword was scattered on the nine critical wounds on Meng Jian's body, temporarily sealing the "Shuo", which was the "Chiyan Nine Star Seal" turned at the cost of Ye Qingrao's life, and each mark represented the commander of a Chiyan warrior. Only the nine Akayan Samurai Legion Commanders can break this seal, and only one person can break it.

Ye Qingrao, who was exhausted, gradually petrified at a speed visible to the naked eye. Meng Jian's eyes also returned to their normal color when Ye Qingrao's petrification began, and seeing that Meng Jian was back, Ye Qingrao smiled without regret. She whispered in Meng Jian's ear: "Kind people will not be let down by kindness, and those who are evil will eventually be shown by heaven." ”

"Master, what's wrong with you, Master!"

"Silly boy, take care of yourself in the future. ”

This is the last conversation between Ye Qingrao and Meng Jian.

When tears soaked Meng Jian's eyes, Ye Qingrao completely turned into a stone statue, and she could no longer hear or see Meng Jian and the world. However, no matter how long it has passed, she will still live in Meng Jian's heart. Guarding his last goodness.

Perhaps, this is the fate of the Chiyan samurai.

"Master!"

Meng Jian hugged Ye Qingrao's stone sculpture and cried bitterly, and the black-clothed disciples around him who had been severely injured to varying degrees saw this and were at a loss. A moment later, the neat sonorous sound of the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom came from outside the dilapidated ancient temple, and it seemed that they should have discovered these black-clothed cultists. In desperation, these black-clothed cultists stunned Meng Jian and quickly evacuated this place full of sorrow.

Before leaving, they lit a black flame, trying to cover up their tracks through the chaos and erase everything that had happened here last night.

......

Autumn Leaves Castle, North Gate, early morning.

Bai Qiang was dressed in white, holding a long sword and standing proudly in the morning light, her expression was as cold as frost, and it seemed that she had been waiting here for a long time.

That night, she basically didn't have much rest.

Bai Qiang blamed herself very much, she thought that she had made things difficult for her little junior brother at the family banquet, causing him to accidentally fall into the water, giving the Black Sky Sect a chance, so it had evolved into the current situation.

Before Ye Qingrao left the Gongzi's Mansion, she woke up the frightened and faint Bai Qiang and arranged for her to wait at the north gate. Before leaving Gongzi's Mansion, Ye Qingrao had already arranged everything, as long as she successfully rescued Meng Jian from the Black Heaven Sect, she would immediately take Meng Jian out of the Yan Kingdom.

"Why haven't you come yet...... Could it be that something happened?" Bai Qiang said to herself anxiously. The morning light fell behind her, and the two carriages that had been prepared for a long time, the coachmen were all servants of the Bai family, and they were absolutely trustworthy.

Although Akiba City has now been completely locked down, Bai Qiang has already used money to take care of everything in advance. There is nothing that money can't solve, as long as Ye Qingrao can show up with Meng Jian before this batch of city defense shifts.

Unfortunately, however, man is not as good as heaven.

At this time, in one of the carriages, a woman in a robe stood side by side with Bai Qiang with the support of the Bai family's servants. The woman's eyes were red, and she looked like she had just cried.

Bai Qiang, who was originally a little anxious, said with concern after seeing the woman: "It's cold outside, senior sister, your illness is just right, go back to the carriage first, don't worry." ”

Yan Jing: "I'm fine, but senior sister, you've been busy all night, and you don't have much time to rest, you go back to the carriage first, I'm here here, and I'll call you when the master comes with my junior brother." ”

Bai Qiang: "I'm fine, just wait!"

As she spoke, Bai Qiang looked back at the two carriages. In fact, Ye Qingrao only asked Bai Qiang to prepare one at first, but Yan Jing told Bai Qiang that this would not work after learning about it. If you only have one, it will not be good once you are overtaken.

Therefore, Yan Jing, a talented woman who is famous in Beijing, suggested that her senior sister Bai Qiang must prepare two carriages, and she Yan Jing took one of them, taking the opportunity to disperse and confuse the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom who might be chasing after her, and create more opportunities for the master to leave with Meng Jian.

When the first autumn breeze in the morning swept up the golden leaves that quietly covered the long street in last night's sleep. In a hurry, many women dressed in black stood up for Meng Jian in a coma and appeared in front of Bai Qiang and Yan Jing.

Bai Qiang clenched the sword in her hand: "Senior sister, you go back to the carriage first, if I don't call you, don't come out." ”

At Bai Qiang's urging, Yan Jing reluctantly got into the carriage and spied through the window of the car about to fight outside. She put her hands together and prayed for Bai Qiang, and the Bai family's servants turned the carriage around under Bai Qiang's eyes, keeping a certain distance from her, and if the situation was not good, the carriage might be driven away directly.

Bai Qiang didn't know why it was them, but no matter what, she wouldn't let this group of women take away her distressed little junior brother. The unsheathed sword dragged sparks on the bluestone slab, and the Black Sky Cultists in the daylight were no different from ordinary people, they could not perform any magical arts, and could only defend the enemy with highly poisonous daggers. However, how could they know that the woman in white who was running towards them at this moment was the eldest disciple of the commander of the Ninth Legion of the Chiyan Warrior just now, and she had a true inheritance of her martial arts.

When the cold light clanged in the autumn wind, and the sharp daggers were buried deep in the bluestone at their feet, the black-clothed cultists who had finally escaped death died under Bai Qiang's sword in the gentle morning light, all of them sealed their throats with a sword.

Meng Jian, who was unconscious, didn't know that it was his knife-mouthed tofu-hearted senior sister who rescued him at this critical juncture and arranged to send him out of the city. He didn't expect that day in Fengzhiju, the joke he told with Bai Qiang would be a word.

Bai Qiang carefully got Meng Jian into the carriage, for fear that he would wake him up by touching Meng Jian's wounds, and inadvertently, her mind suddenly recalled the words that Meng Jian said to her a few days ago, when Meng Jian had just provoked Chu Yu, she thought that she was here to arrest him with Jinyike, so she asked her: "Is there really that day, will the senior sister let me go?"

When the wind rose, Yan Jing left another carriage under Bai Qiang's shout and came to the unconscious Meng Jian to say his final goodbyes. She secretly stuffed the silver taels she had prepared in advance into Meng Jian's arms, and then suddenly realized that Ye Qingrao was not traveling with Meng Jian, thinking that something must have happened, so she looked at Bai Qiang with red eyes: "Master?"

Bai Qiang: "I don't know. ”

Yan Jing hesitated for a moment, and said to Bai Qiang ruthlessly: "Don't care about the master first, the little junior brother is their target." The Goose Feather Army should be almost there, and we can't wait any longer. ”

Bai Qiang: "Look at him again." ”

Looking at Meng Jian, who was covered in scars and unconscious, Yan Jing remembered what she had said to Meng Jian when she was in the wind before. If Meng Jian troubles Chu Yu again, don't go back to the wind and stop living, don't go back to the Yan Kingdom, now, different things have ushered in similar endings, and all the bad things have come true in unexpected ways.

As a senior sister, she will not really be in danger of Meng Jian.

As the second senior sister, how could she drive the little junior brother away.

At this time, Bai Qiang and Yan Jing didn't know what Meng Jian experienced last night, looking at the little junior brother who was covered with scars at this time, Yan Jing wiped the tears that came out of Bai Qiang's eyes, seeing that the master Ye Qingrao did not return with the little junior brother Meng Jian, although they were worried, they had to arrange for Meng Jian to go out of the city first, and soon Yan Li would follow the sound of the fight just now.

The embarrassing thing is that Ye Qingrao did not tell Bai Qiang where she would take Meng Jian to flee to when the time came, so in the face of the tight time, Bai Qiang took the initiative to make the next decision for Ye Qingrao and Meng Jian.

She took off her bracelet and handed it to the Bai servant who was driving. It was a crescent-shaped carved bracelet, and at first glance it was not an extraordinary product.

Bai Qiang: "Out of Autumn Leaves City, go all the way north, and arrive at Mingyue City in Jibei Shuguo, find a son named Lian Mu, show him my bracelet, and then tell him that in the future, my little junior brother will trouble him to take care of it, just say what I said, he will do it." ”

"No. The coachman remembered Bai Qiang's words, but seeing that Bai Qiang didn't seem to want him to drive away for the time being, he asked, "Miss, is there anything else you need to instruct?" ”

Bai Qiang stretched out her slender hand and gently brushed the cheeks of Meng Jian in a coma, thinking that maybe this would be the last time she would see her little junior brother in this life, the road ahead is long, the road is far away, and when she says goodbye, she doesn't know what year and month, she reluctantly said: "Let me look at this stinky boy again." ”

Yan Jing, who was originally planning to distract the pursuers, suddenly changed her mind: "I'd better go with my junior brother." ”

Bai Qiang: "The empty carriage is not easy to explain, I don't want the lord of the country to take this matter to my father at that time, if the chasing soldiers find the junior sister in another carriage, and the Bai family and the Yan family are involved, presumably even the lord of the country will think about it." ”

"Miss, it's not too early, the city gate guards are about to change shifts, and it's too late if you don't leave. The coachman didn't want to rush, but it was, and there wasn't much time to say goodbye to Bai Qiang. She reluctantly lowered the curtain and said to the coachman: "Let's go, have a good journey, and remember to write to me when you get to the country." ”

"No. With the coachman's answer, the carriage quickly disappeared into the morning mist with the golden leaves and the corpses of the black-clothed cultists who had turned into wax figures on the long street at the north gate of Autumn Leaves City.

Looking at the carriage that was moving away, Bai Qiang and Yan Jing hugged deeply and continued to say their final goodbyes: "Next, where are you going, junior sister?"

Yan Jing: "Let's go back to the imperial capital first and then take a look." ”

Bai Qiang: "When you arrive, remember to write to me." ”

Yan Jing: "Senior sister should also pay attention to her body. ”

Bai Qiang: "Yes, be careful on the road." ”

Bai Qiang helped Yan Jing into the carriage and kissed her forehead. Soon another carriage with white roses disappeared into the morning mist, and in just half a cup of tea, Bai Qiang sent off two of her favorite relatives.

She stood there like a lost stone statue.

At this time, Bai Qiang's beloved husband Jun Yanli was late with the Yanyu Army. Yan Li saw the carriage that had just left the city, and hurriedly ordered someone to chase after it, but was stopped by Bai Qiang: "Whoever dares to pass in front of me today is an enemy of my Bai clan!

All the soldiers looked at each other and turned their eyes to Yan Li.

"Go home. Yan Li put away his knife and tried to get close to Bai Qiang at this time, but she refused:

"Don't touch me!"

"Let me take care of this. Yan Li said softly to Bai Qiang, "Be obedient, I will give you a satisfactory explanation." ”

"Where is my master?" Bai Qiang asked.

Yan Li did not answer.

"I'm asking you!" Bai Qiang said angrily.

But Yan Li still didn't answer, just said.

"You go home first. ”

"What if I don't?" Bai Qiang pointed at Yan Li.

The soldiers who followed Yan Li around him were a little impatient, but Yan Li signaled them not to act rashly. He wouldn't do anything to Bai Qiang, after all, they were husband and wife, and Bai Qiang had just killed all the fleeing Black Sky Cultists. In desperation, Yan Li secretly decided to take all the responsibility by himself.

In the end, under Yan Li's bitter heart, Bai Qiang put away the sword in her hand. Yan Li didn't ask Bai Qiang where Meng Jian went, but just ordered someone to escort Bai Qiang back to her home, but Bai Qiang refused.

She stepped on this place turned into a mess by the corpses of the Black Sky Sect, preparing to look for the traces of Ye Qingrao who had not returned in this Autumn Leaves City, Yan Li saw this and reminded Bai Qiang: "We have found clues about the layman in a dilapidated ancient temple not far ahead, if you insist on looking for her, you can go where to find it first, and see if there is anything you want." ”

In the morning light, Bai Qiang immediately ran towards the ancient temple. Looking at Bai Qiang's distant back, Yan Li immediately followed. After all, he still didn't worry about her alone.

No matter how much time has passed.

This is the beginning of a new story, but it is also the end of a sad past that belongs to Meng Jian. The war between the Black Heaven Sect and the Chiyan Warriors did not end there, on the contrary, all this will officially start with Yun Fan's plot since Meng Jian left the Yan Kingdom and fled to the Su Kingdom.