Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Lost Boy

In the middle of the night, someone jumped over the gate with a skillful light skill, and the idiot who was practicing the sword had already had a much sharper perception than he knew. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info He put away his halberd, closed his eyes, and listened quietly to the intruder. When the intruder was only a wall away from the courtyard where he practiced swords, the idiot jumped up on the spot, turned over and went to the sound, the sword commanded, and a faint sword qi "floated" towards the man.

"Ahh The moonlight shone on the sword, reflecting the man's face, which was Yu Qing, who was extremely surprised.

"Hmm, I'm the guest! You said you went back to your own home, why are you so sneaky?" the idiot smiled from the bottom of his heart, the last parting was only a few days, although Yu Qing's departure was lonely and seemed to have unspeakable bitterness, but it was obviously not a farewell, because they communicated too little. has not been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and the idiot still feels that sometimes the words or two that are not said are a sign of the fate that has not been broken.

Yu Qing was surprised, "What did you do...... It's the Dome Wind Riding Walk and the Cloud Wandering Sword Technique!"

The idiot nodded, "It turns out that your martial arts are called by this name!"

"This ......" Yu Qing put his sword into the sheath, "This is really incredible!" He listened to what the idiot said, and knew that the idiot had learned it secretly when he saw him use these two sets of martial arts, but he really showed it in front of the idiot, but only in the short few moments when he was rescued on the day of the sword duel.

"Hah!" the idiot laughed, "You don't know, I've learned ...... yet."

"We don't have time to talk about this!" Yu Qing interrupted him, he seemed to be very urgent, and lowered his voice very low, as if he was guarding against something.

The idiot's face suddenly turned cold, "Your matter has not been resolved?"

Yu Qing nodded, "This time, trouble is looking for you." After getting along for a short time, they have an inexplicable tacit understanding, only these two sentences, on top of the situation, there is no need to repeat it.

The idiot closed his eyes and pondered, he really couldn't think of anyone who would do anything against him, could it be that An Qiuliang knew that he had been with his sister for a long time, and suspected that his little white face had hooked up with his sister?

"Hah!" the idiot grinned.

Yu Qing woke him up and whispered, "Let's go!" he said, ready to leave, but his footsteps stopped after a few steps, and his feet hanging above the ground trembled uncontrollably. Separated from the tragic sword, he only knew that when that person came, he couldn't even use the strength to escape?

The idiot patted him on the shoulder, and his calm and careless expression seemed to have no effect on comforting Yu Qing. There was silence at this moment, and the two of them stood there. The idiot can only think of one thing, that is, there must be something to break the silence, and the person who breaks the silence must not be a third person other than himself and Yu Qing.

"Hey, you're so much better than me, what if you're cowardly and call me to do so?"

Hearing him speak, Yu Qing became a little more relaxed, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the gate, feeling the footsteps of that person getting closer and closer.

The idiot followed his gaze, he really couldn't see anything, because there were still a few walls separated from the gate, but he wouldn't show too much exaggeration, just for Yu Qing, he stared at the direction that Yu Qing looked at, and no longer paid attention to other things around him.

There was a knock at the door, and the knock was very soft, but it was clear in the night.

The idiot looked around, Yu Qing didn't know where to go, he thought that Yu Qing should have left, not because he was afraid to face it alone, but felt a little more at ease, the entry of martial arts cultivation made his mood change drastically from when he first left Liangping City.

"It's a strange night, the host's house is sneaky, but the guests are generous ......," the idiot thought, forcing himself to smile and walk towards the door step by step, "Could it be him?" The old man seems to have said that the more enemies in the rivers and lakes, the more unreasonable people are, no! This is what the master said to me!" He seemed to have a lot of things to think of, or did these thoughts just burst out of his mind, surround him, and make him die a painless death?

The latch was removed, and the idiot opened the door, and he pulled the door to the end, and by the moonlight, he could see the face of the person in the future. "Hmm, Master of Straw Shoes?" he showed less surprise than he knew when trouble was coming, "Don't you recognize me? The idiot smiled, but in his heart he was more cautious after seeing that the monk had broken his arm.

Lian Muhuan also smiled, "Oh, Xiao Tanyue, I went to Liangping City later, why haven't I seen you?" Although Lian Muhuan can no longer laugh at the kindness and kindness of the straw sandals monk, the idiot can only face it as if he is a straw shoe monk, but fortunately, the idiot can still show the respectful smile of the shopkeeper.

"Because. The idiot said, "The people of Liangping City are dead." ”

"You stepped into the rivers and lakes, so you saved your life, didn't you?"

The idiot nodded. Lian Muhuan continued: "As a Jianghu person, if I tell you first, it was the stupid emperor of Liangping City who killed the rest of the disciples of the sects who contributed to the encirclement and suppression of Fengyu Mountain, and monopolized the imperial court's pension and silver taels, and the common people all watched coldly before they were slaughtered by revenge, can you understand the people who killed them?"

The idiot continued to nod, "I understand, but you're suspicious. ”

Lian Muhuo laughed heartily, "Hahahahaha...... What do you think I'm suspicious?"

"You wonder if that reason makes sense for you to actually slaughter the city. ”

"Ahh ”

"Huh?" the idiot seemed to repent when he saw him, "you...... The kindness remains!"

Lian Mu looked at him arrogantly, his eyes lit up with a strange look, "Can you still cross me?

The idiot said: "A kind person will always take the responsibility on himself, even if he is facing the most vicious person, he is still willing to do this, this is 'crossing'!"

"Do you know, child?" said Lian Muhuan, "there is a person who is very important to you, who is exactly what you just said, and who died at my hands because of this, and he will be happy if he knows that you think so." ”

The person that Lian Muhuan may have mentioned quickly flashed in his mind, whether it is Qi Wuwei or Qi Yi, or even Jing Shuiyi, it is by no means like he will die at the hands of such a person, and what Lian Muhuan is referring to in his words may be an important person about the life experience of the idiot. The idiot smiled and said to Lian Muhuan: "But the people who 'cross' all have their own unspeakable pain, and the way you alleviate that pain is to look at the pitiful appearance when I beg you to make your words clear, right?"

Lian Muhuan nodded.

The idiot's smile is still the same, "Hey, hey, hey...... I will never grant your wish!"

Lian Muhuan shook his head, "What's this...... It doesn't matter, no matter what you think, I'm not going to tell you. ”

"Hehe!" the idiot laughed, but secretly pulled out the halberd head and stabbed at Lian Muhuan's body, he had never killed anyone before, if he succeeded this time, the "straw sandals monk" in front of him would be the first life he wrote down after his name after he entered the rivers and lakes. He couldn't figure out why he was so decisive, but he didn't hesitate. But the truth is that this thorn is only like a thorn on a stone, so real a stone. The idiot wanted to pull out the halberd, but he couldn't pull it out, I don't know if it was because of his sudden and involuntary "killing" behavior that disturbed the idiot's mind, he was only entangled in the halberd that could not be pulled out, ignoring the big hand full of murderous intent raised by Lian Muhuan.

"Ahh

At this moment, a voice similar to the previous "sword" when the idiot took out the "sword", but a more intense and crazy voice came from behind Lian Muhuan, and the idiot knew that it was another sword against the straw sandal monk.

"Damn!" Yu Qing's scolding came, and he turned his head to the idiot's side, "Aren't you still very powerful just now, how can you become a fool now?" He hurriedly picked up the idiot and walked towards the depths of the sect.

"Didn't you succeed either?" asked the idiot as she walked.

Yu Qing said gloomily: "Alas, I thought he was wary of you, and as soon as he let out that breath, he was no longer defenseless!"

"And he did?" said the idiot, "You must have succeeded in sneaking up on him, so he was always on guard behind his back." ”

"Hah!" Yu Qing smiled, "Do you know why he didn't chase him?"

"Why?"

Yu Qing replied: "The last time I attacked him, I used the Tragic Sword!"

"So he should think that this time is the same?" Idiot was surprised: "Let's go and get the Tragic Sword, and still get him?" As soon as he finished speaking, the two had come to the courtyard where the idiot practiced martial arts, and the idiot picked up the Tragic Sword and held it in his arms, for fear that someone would snatch it and steal it. The two of them stood in the middle of the courtyard with their backs next to each other, waiting intently for Lian Muhuo's movement.

But I couldn't tell whether the words were demons or monsters or birds and beasts coming from the direction of Lian Muhuo, "your Buddha! Let that person walk and dance in front of me for so many hours! Bury so many lives in vain! O saint Buddha! Come and take the sin! Come and die!!" There was a pause between each sentence, and the aftermath rippled like a ghost crying wolf, and the words got closer and closer, and the two of them felt that the wind was blowing more and more, and even the wall was blown and shook.

"Drink!" Then there was a loud bang, the wall shattered in response, Lian Mu was in a frenzy, and pulled out the big knife of Wu Xingxuan from his back, and the two of them sighed together, he had always been defenseless against his back, but Yu Qing was unlucky enough to stab on the big knife. Lian Muhuan's body moved slightly, and he suddenly rushed to the idiot, and with a big knife, he was already killing the idiot.

"So fast!" Yu Qing was surprised, the rescue of the Qing Jue Sword had arrived, but Lian Muhuan only ignored his movements, because Lian Muhuan had discovered that the Tragic Sword was in the hands of the idiot, and the sword in Yu Qing's hand did not have the existence of that strange sword intent.

"Ahh

Yu Qing stood in front of the idiot, holding the Qingjue Sword high, struggling to block Lian Muhuan's fatal sword, he roared: "Take the sword!"

The idiot didn't know which part of his body was injured, and he didn't have the strength to stand up, so he rolled and crawled, and with great difficulty moved his body to the tragic sword, and for the first time held his hand on the hilt of the sword. But any person, when holding the tragic sword, there will be a move and a style of the tragic sword trick in front of him, and the same sword move, if ordinary people see the mystery is "one"; Dong Taiping, Yu Qing, a person with such a talent as Yu Qing sees "two"; but at this moment, in front of the idiot, what he sees is the light that gradually fills his vision, first illuminates the scenery around him, and the young man who is struggling to parry under Lian Mu's heavy killing moves, his clothes stained red with blood and a thick line drawn on the ground when he moved just now. These became clearer and clearer under the light, and were gradually obscured by the light, and finally when the dust settled, I didn't know whether it was the Milky Way Nebula or the Void Ultimate. Taking the comparison of "one and two" just now, the mystery that the idiot has seen may no longer be limited by "hundreds, thousands, and thousands......

In an instant, Lian Muhuan's pain suddenly subsided along with the killing intent, and the battle with Yu Qing didn't make him nervous - even though he only had one arm left. He looked at his target, the dragon slayer, or just a shopkeeper with a big life, and he was finally dead, his own casual stab had made him bleed so easily, and his body was lying in his own blood, dead like his scumbag father.

"Slay the dragon?heh!" Lian Mu laughed, "Go to the underworld to kill the ghost dragon!" He didn't want to entangle, he swung out a heavy sword, he didn't want to kill one more person here, and only smashed the Qing Jue sword used to parry in Yu Qing's hand into two pieces. This sword is Yu Qing's ability to get rid of the tragic sword and find himself, and it is also his master's last expectation for him, he seems to have integrated his life into the pure sword, and passed away with the sword shattering.

Yu Qing fell, even though he didn't have a single wound on his body. Lian Muhuan, who was idle, saw Yu Qing's appearance clearly, and finally remembered that there was still one thing he hadn't done. He put away the knife and took away the dying Yu Qing, not daring to touch the tragic sword that had made him jealous for a while.

Lang Yue was hiding in the distance, seeing Yu Qing who was carried away by Lian Muhuan on his shoulder, but he couldn't do anything, because he asked himself that he was definitely not the opponent of the one-armed man, so he no longer paid attention to the irretrievable situation, and only looked at the existence of a breath in that sect. Before becoming a hunter, he had a time of preying on herb pickers in the mountains and forests, and when a demon who was not just a bear figured out that people would play dead in front of a bear, no one could fool him about life or death.

When Lian Muhuan walked away, the sky was already white, Langyue ran into the sect and saw the idiot who fell in a pool of blood, but this tragic scene made Langyue sigh, and for a while he was entangled in whether to send him a happy time, or not to disturb him.

"Huh?" Lang Yue noticed that something seemed to be changing around him, he spread out his palm, and was shocked that his palms were cold, "It's snowing?" Looking at the blood again, it has begun to coagulate...... No! It's frozen! The sudden chill made Langyue yawn, and everything moving around her had the momentum to stop in this cold, but the idiot who was lying quietly slowly stood up, and the tragic sword in his hand seemed to be connected with his arm like frozen blood.

"Little brother, you ......" Lang Yue wanted to say something, but after seeing the idiot's gaze, these few words couldn't be spoken, he was surrounded by tragic sword intent and didn't know it, tears flowed down involuntarily, and an inexplicable sadness and indignation even made him unable to retreat, "Ah...... Ahhh......h

The idiot stiffened his spine, his limbs stiffened and trembled in the cold, his mouth exhaled intermittently with a cloud of white gas, he stepped on his blood step by step and walked in front of Langyue, and the tragic sword slashed mercilessly towards Langyue.

Lang Yue's eyes darkened, and in addition to tears, some hot things were added to her face.

"Ahh

"Demon ......," said the idiot, "I'll spare you your life." ”

The idiot turned around and was about to leave, but Lang Yue, who had woken up a little from the tragic sword intent with his pain, was still unable to move, but he was able to speak, and he shouted, "Wait!"

The idiot stopped.

"Are you friends with him?"

The idiot replied, "Yes." ”

Langyue asked, "Since you are so capable, why don't you save him?"

The idiot said, "I can't, I can't save him, when the sword breaks, everything is doomed." Langyue was silent, and the idiot asked, "Do you recognize him? What is his name? I have been with him for a few days, but I haven't exchanged names......

"His name is Yu Qing. ”

On the young man's body, there seemed to be some frozen sound, and he couldn't speak, let alone thank you. The only thing that could give Langyue a response was the sound of his footsteps in the distance.

......

The rocking chair and the heart refining leaf are still the same, but Qi Wuwei doesn't seem to be so comfortable, although the child who let him rest for two days has left, but the empty time can no longer be made up.

Thinking of this, Qi Wuwei stood up with a cigarette, did not look back, and was unwilling to say goodbye to Yusheng. The arrival of that child made Qi Wuwei think clearly why Yusheng's speech was so disgusting, that child's name was Yu Xiaosheng, it was Yusheng's son, and he could only know it after listening to him talking to his own child - he Yusheng actually spoke to everyone the same as talking to his own son!

Walking on the road, Qi Wuwei thought: "I don't seem to have seen Xi Songfeng walk down this road!

Under the effect of the heart refining leaf, Qi Wuwei walked freely, did not feel tired, and the scene in front of him was not so monotonous at this time, which was enough to watch. When the three words "Crossing the Limit Peak" were detected by his extremely keen eyes from afar, he only felt a gust of wind blowing from under his feet, and the others flew off the ground, flew over the high wall with "Crossing the Limit Peak" written on it, and saw the middle-aged man whose appearance was no different from Xi Sing's style at first glance.

"The proud. Qi Wuwei said, and he could only call it that.

"Ahh The proud man said.

Qi Wuwei listened to his voice, and also felt that it was indescribably similar to Xi Songfeng, if the person in front of him was not pretending to be Xi Songfeng, then he only didn't know if these two parties could see it themselves.

"Is this a prohibition?" Qi Wuwei asked.

"Exactly. The proud man replied.

Qi Wuwei exclaimed: "I really can't imagine that the proud man who is unique in the world in martial arts has such attainments in magic." ”

The proud man shook his head and said, "Martial artists and cultivators are two paths, and no one can jump away from them. ”

"Oh?" Qi Wuwei said, "Where do the two roads lead?"

The proud man said lightly: "Some people call it the beginning, some call it the end, some call it the bitter sea, and some call it the Dao shore." ”