Chapter 41: The Killer IX
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Snow Goose was already sure that the young man in front of her was her younger brother, and that the ballad her mother had composed was known only to her and her younger brother.
"You really get more and more stupid!"
Snow Goose wept and laughed, she looked at Xiang Yiming, who was stunned but couldn't stop trembling because of excitement. She laughed, the coldness on her face beginning to melt into a smile she hadn't faced in a long time.
The smile was a little stiff, like a babbling child, probably because she hadn't laughed for a long time.
Some hurried and somehow stretched out hands missed the waist of the snow goose, Xiang Yiming After the snow goose finished speaking, he hugged the snow goose tightly, as if he wanted to embed the other party in his body.
Ahem..
Snow Goose coughed dryly, stretched out her hand and patted Xiang Yiming. She sensed that her younger brother was crying lowly, and when she was extremely excited, she also went to comfort Xiang Yiming.
"Hehe, you're still like when you were a child, and you're still crying like this."
When Xiang Yiming let go a little, Snow Goose sobbed. For more than ten years, she had always thought that her younger brother was dead, if she hadn't seen Xiang Yiming use his sword. Maybe the two of them missed it forever.
Liuli tilted her head to look at the two, and when she was happy for the snow goose, she somehow felt a wave of disappointment in her heart.
She knew that what Snow Goose had now, she could not have in her life, and all her relatives were dead.
"Don't cry."
Xue Yan touched Xiang Yiming's head and said slowly, trying her best to control her out-of-control emotions.
Well..
Well..
I know, I don't cry...
After all, he is only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, and in the face of his sister who spread out more than ten years ago, the cold and dusty heart will eventually become hot.
He nodded incessantly, his pointed chin resting on Snow Goose's shoulder, tears streaming into the other party's dark clothes.
"They all said you went with your parents."
Xue Yan touched Xiang Yiming's head and couldn't help but talk about it.
"No, Zhao of Yue Guo has no way to save me, I went to Yue Country with him." The two parted from a warm hug. Xiang Yiming briefly told Xue Yan about his experience in the past ten years.
When Xiang Yiming finished speaking, Xue Yan frowned. He hated Zhao Wuke, who was the murderer of his father, but why did he help his younger brother.
"By the way, sister, why did you join the Killer Gate? Who was the man in black who kidnapped you back then? Xiang Yiming picked up the knife and put it next to the bed.
"I don't know, I don't know his name, he took me captive to the Killer's Gate. If I survive the training, I'm going to kill someone for him for twelve years in the Killer Gate. ā
Snow Goose shook her head, remembering that in the midst of the battle, the man with two green horns had taken him captive to the Killer's Gate. He never told Snow Goose his name, and he never showed his appearance.
Every conversation was under a black robe, and the other party's voice was low and vicissitudes.
"Twelve years?"
Xiang Yiming's eyebrows revealed worry, killers are sometimes sadder than prey. The prey is dead, at least someone knows about it. But the killers, they hide in the shadows, and they die in the shadows. To be dead is to be dead, and no one will grieve for someone who has never appeared.
"It's okay, there's still a year to go, this is my agreement with them." Xue Yan saw her brother's concern, she smiled slightly, and said with words of relief.
"Don't go back, I'll take you away, I can protect you." Xiang Yiming looked at the eyes of the snow goose, and he spoke.
After listening to the displacement, the corners of her mouth pursed with disdain. She and Snow Goose are already extremely lucky, at least there is an end to the killing.
In the eyes of the exile, Xiang Yiming's sentence "I can protect you" is simply a joke. The killers of the Killer Gate are distributed in six countries, and their forces are only the tip of the iceberg.
Among these six countries, it would be ridiculous for the kings of each country to say such things to the killer gate, let alone Xiang Yiming, a boy who was only sixteen or seventeen years old.
"You'd better spend less time with that middle-aged man! Don't worry my sister."
Liuli pouted, and said with some sarcasm in his words.
"Exile.."
"Sister, the fact I said, that person is a member of the Xia League, and you know the value of other people's heads." When Xue Yan scolded her not to continue, Liuli felt a little aggrieved, and then retorted.
Hearing Liuli's words, Xiang Yiming was stunned, ignored Liuli's tone, and asked Xue Yan instead, "Is she talking about Mr. Li?" The one you were going to kill last time. ā
Xue Yan nodded hesitantly, she knew that the middle-aged man was her brother's friend, but he was also the person they were going to kill this time.
"The Heroes.."
Xiang Yiming muttered softly, he had never heard of such an organization. He didn't know much about Li Ziqian, and Li Ziqian never told him his identity.
"An organization that claims to be willing to establish its heart for the world and its lives for the people." Xue Yan saw that her eyes flashed with doubts, and she could see that her younger brother didn't know anything about the other party.
"An organization founded by a group of people who don't know what to live or die for." Drift added to the side, she lowered her head to see her shadow floating on the ground.
After a while, Xiang Yiming's frowning brows stretched out, and he looked at the flow on one side: "He's my friend!" ā
"Friends? And then what? How much do you know about him? Liuli pursed his mouth, raised his head and glared at Xiang Yiming without showing any loss.
Xue Yan scolded the exile a few words, and Xiang Yiming did not speak again. What Liuli said was that he really didn't know anything about Li Ziqian, but how much did Li Ziqian know about himself, he couldn't help but ask himself.
There are some things that have been buried in my heart for a long time, and I don't dare to dig him up and share them with others. He believes that Li Ziqian is the same as him, and the untellable secret is the most painful past in his heart.
More than ten years later, Xue Yan and the two of them probably didn't expect that their future fate would be closely linked to Xiang Yiming and Li Ziqian, and the life and death of the tissue they once scorned.
During the eight years of Yue Guominghe, Li Ziqian fought against the mermaids who suddenly broke the alliance on the coast of Susan. Defeated, wounded and died on the way back.
More than 100 soldiers and officials supported Xiang Yiming as the king and persuaded him to change the name of the country to Xiang. Xiang Yiming held the gilded dragon on the throne, and after a long silence, he rejected the suggestion and continued to use the name "Yue".
Li Ziqian's death also became the dividing line between Xiang Yiming and Xue Yan, and the three of them went to opposition. Snow Goose and Exile led the Xia Alliance to declare war on the Yue Kingdom, which at the time seemed to be an act of hitting a stone with an egg.
Regarding Li Ziqian's death, there are many different folk theories. However, it can still be vaguely seen from the historical materials that Su Shan had too many connections with Xiang Yiming in the first battle.