The rain continued to fall, and most of the night passed, and the waterlogged streets were already dark.

Li Yanlai bumped into the streets and alleys, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and he was going to the headquarters of the Heavenly Eagle Hall in the northeast corner of the city.

In other words, even if the rain is heavier and the night is darker, it can't stop his white clothes from being like snow and coming and going like the wind, but right now, he can't even connect his breath.

But the eldest prince of Wei on his back was as heavy as a dead man.

If he was the only one, he would not go back to the Heavenly Eagle Hall, and he would go back purely for Wei Shaoling. He had already thought about it, and as soon as he sent Wei Shaoling into the door, he would leave immediately.

Where are he going? He hadn't thought about it so much, or maybe he was thinking too much about it to think about where he was going next.

He first thought about the broken "red dust".

The sword that he is used to has followed him for many years, it is impossible to say that it is not a pity, but it is not a pity. Originally, this sword was always thrown on the ground at random and used as a crutch. As a "swordsman", he is incompetent, because he is most annoying with a sword, and he has to carry it everywhere. He admired Di Yujing, not only did he not leave a knife, but he also had to hide so many arrows in his sleeve, and now he had two more "magic arrows", one black and one white, and he was not tired of having a set of outfits all day long. He thought that it would be even more difficult for the pharmacist to live, full of bottles and cans, he could open a medicine shop, and he was not more tired than Di Yujing?

After thinking about it for a while, he began to ponder his right hand again.

With such a serious wrist injury, can you still use a sword?

- He had bandaged it indiscriminately just now, and now when he turned his wrist slightly, it hurt like a pinprick in a pin.

However, he is not very worried, in the early years of sword training in Huashan, he has never been a peaceful apprentice, left and right bows are commonplace, a move to the right hand to make tired of the left hand to change to the left hand......

That being said, the left hand is still not good for the right hand!

Could it be that you really have to use a left-handed sword in the future?

Li Yanlai felt funny, he was already a lost dog tonight, but his mind was full of what he was thinking!

He slowly understood himself, he has always been such a person, everything seems to be indispensable, everything seems to be done, nothing is concerned, nothing is obsessed with anything, nothing is he cannot abandon, except for ......

"Huashan, I will come back. ”

One day four years ago, he said, and he was gone;

Four years later, at this moment, that face appeared in front of his eyes.

- Such a fresh, beautiful, not too young but always childish face.

Xie Huasheng, it's been like this tonight, she didn't show up, he still didn't see her.

What if he dies under Di Yujing's arrows?

What would she think?

"Li Yanlai, you're not a man......"

It was really annoying that his thoughts were interrupted at this time, and Wei Gongzi, who said this, moved on his back.

"Li Yanlai, cough, cough...... You're not, ahem......

"You're not a man——!"

Li Yanlai was speechless for a while, how could he not know that Wei Shaoling was talking about Teng Ying again, and he couldn't help but feel irritable in his heart.

"Xiao Wei," he held Wei Shaoling on his back with his left hand, "If you want to live, you have to talk less nonsense!"

"I, I don't want to die......"

"Long-winded, who said you died!"

"I don't want to die here, this capital ......"

"Then don't shut up and concentrate on pranayama!"

Wei Shaoling's two hands suddenly stretched out from behind Li Yanlai's shoulders, grabbed Li Yanlai's collar, and grabbed him tightly.

"I want to go home...... Home, no, not home, I'm going back to Tarzan......"

"Don't make a fuss! Isn't the way forward, see for yourself!"

"I want to go back to Tarzan, Tarzan!"

Li Yanlai suddenly felt that the placket of his clothes that had been pulled was loose, his shoulders sank, and Wei Shaoling's mud was like a whole paralysis on his back.

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"Stinky boy, you have the face to come back!"

Hearing an angry scolding, a feather arrow had already shot from mid-air, and in the thick rain curtain, the arrow momentum did not decrease, and the arrow cluster pointed directly at Li Yan coming and going!

Li Yanlai's eyes were blank, he stood in the rain, not dodging or dodging.

The arrow grazed his ear, and most of it was nailed into the lintel behind him.

Li Yanlai's right ear was bleeding, but he didn't seem to notice it, turned around and walked out the door.

"If you dare to leave tonight, don't come back!"

Li Yanlai was silent, but his footsteps did not stop.

"Yan come, stop me, you still have my uncle in your eyes......"

"Big brother, let him go!"

The person who shot the arrow just now was Li Nanying's sworn brother, Huang Meng, one of the "Four Elders of Yanyun", he interrupted Li Nanying's persuasion with a loud shout, and then scolded:

"When did he have your uncle in his eyes, and we uncles! He always only thought about himself! Do you expect him to have Yanyun's great plan in his heart? Thinking beautifully! He wants to go, let him go, and it will be a curse to stay! Xiao Wei, what a good boy, let him die of the scourge! I said something earlier, if it is not my race, his heart will be different......

"Lao Huang!" Li Nanying was suddenly annoyed and glared at Huang Meng, "You are so confused!"

Huang Meng also realized that he had overspoken, his face turned into a pig's liver, and he was still a little unconvinced, and several other people behind him hurriedly stepped forward and pulled him back.

Li Yanlai raised his feet and crossed the threshold, he stood outside the door, and said quietly: "Xiao Wei said before he died, he wants to go home, he wants to go back to Mount Tai, and he doesn't want to die in this capital." ”

Li Yanlai's shoulders trembled slightly, and then he began to sneer again:

"Xiao Wei, he's right, I'm not a man, but he is.

"Those who owe him have to wait for the creation of the next life.

"Uncle, don't worry about me in the future, I don't dare to spoil your big things, what I do is my own, and I have nothing to do with the Eagle Hall, and ......

"Uncle Huang, thank you for the reminder!

"It's not my race, it's appropriate, I'm not a Han ...... in the first place"

"Yanlai, you bastard boy!" Li Nanying was furious, he reprimanded, "Lao Huang was open-mouthed just now, but you kid also said the same, is it worthy of your dead mother?!"

"My mother's revenge, I have avenged. ”

"You ......"

"Uncle, take care. ”

Li Yanlai slammed his left hand, stuck an object on the threshold, and then walked into the night rain without looking back.

"This is Xiao Wei's sword. ”

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Teng Ying woke up the next day, and last night's "heavy rain in Bianjing" caused a mess of the major gangs in the city, and all kinds of news were spread one after another, and there was everything in the market.

The last time it was so lively, it had to be the year when Taishi Cai was dismissed.

Li Nanying and Zhu Banxian, as well as the leaders, never left the council hall for a moment, except for Teng Ying.

Since she saw the body of Wei Shaoling placed in the back hall, she has never moved the place.

She wanted to cry, but she couldn't.

All morning, last night on Mahang Street, the bloody battle in Feihuatang, she heard about it bit by bit.

After all, Li Yanlai still went to rob his relatives, for Xie Huasheng.

He committed his own death, and he deserved to die, but what about Wei Shaoling? Why did he implicate Wei Shaoling?

Xiao Wei, Xiao Wei is innocent!

Li Yanlai, you bastard! You're an idiot, a madman!

You killed Xiao Wei!

Wei Shaoling was lying stiff and cold in front of her, like a piece of dead wood, Teng Ying's heart suddenly became inexplicably empty, she didn't dare to look at Wei Shaoling, she lowered her head and stared at her hand, with the sword that she gave to Wei Shaoling with her own hands, but was brought back by Li Yanlai last night.

The jade of the hilt of the sword, the trembling shimmer, seemed to be asking, asking who it was, who killed Xiao Wei?

Teng Ying, you touch your conscience and say!

Is it really Li Yanlai?

She actually knew, always known, how could she not know?!

She deliberately, she deliberately kept herself from thinking about it. She decided from the beginning that there would be no result between her and Wei Shaoling, and she didn't have that feeling for Xiao Wei, the kind of warmth that quietly sprawled and grew like a pothos, intending to understand each other and get close to each other.

If that's the case, why should she think in that direction?

Two impossible people, why do they have to provoke superfluous, not embarrassing ambiguity?

However, does Li Yanlai think the same way as her?

She didn't believe it! She didn't believe it.

Doesn't Yan Lai have any good feelings for her? It's just that Xie Huasheng is one step ahead of her, otherwise, why would Yan Lai avoid her......

- You still have to deceive yourself!

Teng Ying's cheeks were on fire, and she was holding her forehead hard, and it was jumping suddenly.

You may not be able to fall in love with someone, but you can't keep that person from loving you.

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In front of Wei Shaoling's coffin, Teng Ying sat for three days.

In the past three days, the rivers and lakes in the capital have long been in chaos, and the helmsman of the Shuijiao Gang, Zhang Yingxiang, is finally dead. The lord of the first gang in the rivers and lakes, he was born in Caoyun merchant Jia, long sleeves and good at dancing; he rose in the south of the Eagle Hall, and the five mountains were gone, but he was the only one; he fell in the battle of Yuxian Tower, and died in the heavy rain in Bianjing City last night.

In Zhang Yingxiang's life, he called for wind and rain, wealth was like rain, and the last rain was finally gone.

But this has nothing to do with Teng Ying, she just guards the people in front of her and turns a deaf ear.

On the third day, she finally burst into tears, and wept so much that she could no longer shed tears.

In the end, she couldn't tell whether she was sorry or remorseful, what she had been deliberately avoiding in her heart, maybe she could also be nurtured and cultivated, the "sister and brother relationship" between her and Wei Shaoling.

There is no if in the world, who let her meet Li Yanlai.

From now on, there will never be a big son who will be her attendant all day long, and there will never be another big son, mother-in-law chattering in her ear.

From now on, she will be quiet!

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Teng Ying cremated Wei Shaoling with her own hands, and she picked up Wei Shaoling's bones, only a small jar.

She carefully wrapped the jar containing Wei Shaoling's ashes, and then went to say goodbye to Li Nanying.

She said that Xiao Wei has always liked to nag her about the anecdotes of the seven swords of Mount Tai in the early years, although she didn't care, but she saw it clearly: although Xiao Wei angrily went down the mountain to join the Eagle Hall, but in fact, the happiest days of Xiao Wei's life were still in Mount Tai, he was sent to Mount Tai since he was a child, and his fame was also in Mount Tai, Mount Tai was a grass and a tree, and he couldn't erase it in his heart.

She said that Xiao Wei's last words were to return to Mount Tai, and she wanted to send Xiao Wei home.

After sending Xiao Wei off, she didn't want to go back to Bianjing City, she said that this was sad, just like she would never go to Hengshan again in her life. She wanted to go back to her branch hall in Zhending Mansion as usual.

Li Nanying just sighed, but still nodded, but the old man made a small condition, asking Teng Ying not to go back to Zhending Mansion, and go back to manage the Yanjing General Hall.

Teng Ying agreed, it's the same everywhere, in fact.

As long as you are far away from Bianjing, far away from that person's memory.

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Mount Tai, the summit of the Heavenly Candle Peak.

Teng Ying was alone, she built a new grave and buried Wei Shaoling's ashes in it. She also buried a sword, which was the "Don't Give Up" she gave to Xiao Wei.

She can't use this sword anymore, what Xiao Wei loves in her life is the world's famous sword, let this best sword in the "Tengmen Six Jades", her sword, accompany him underground.

She stood at the top of the hill for a long time until the light of day. The first rays of light from the east shone on Wei Shaoling's grave, and also on her increasingly dark and thin face. She is no longer young, youth has painted the fishtail in the corner of her eye, chasing tears, flowing and drying freely, leaving only mottled and traces of aging.

But she's still so beautiful.