Chapter Seventy-One: Mountains and Rivers Depend on Each Other
Bai Luo looked at Xiao Ai, he wanted to reach out and wipe away the tears on her face at the moment, but now, it was close at hand, this simple action, he couldn't do it, so alive, like a waste, finally, he nodded, tears flowed into his heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Bai Luo, you ......" Xiao Ai couldn't cry, she is a very strong person, big and small, she never admits defeat, but this time, she only admits defeat! Because he admitted defeat and saved his life!
Night Crow smiled with satisfaction: "This is not very good, why be so stubborn, people, if you can live, don't think about death." Gently sent the "Blood Death Gu" in his hand into his throat, as if there was a Gu socket in his throat, and took out a purple pill from his arms, flicked his fingers, and Ye Zongdu grabbed it in his hand: "This is the antidote?" ā
"This is only one ten-thousandth of the antidote, to relieve the pain, I said, as long as he can make me happy, he will quickly eat all the antidote, don't think I'm making things difficult for him, in fact, he is also helping himself."
Ye Zongzhu put the antidote into Bai Luo's mouth, and said apologetically: "Promise me to live well." ā
In the Tianshui Sect, all the martial arts were superb, but in the end, they were helpless against a little insect ant, and they couldn't do anything about it when they saw their companions shackled, it was like a joke, and Ye Zongju felt a strong force in his chest, which was about to break through his chest and release it, but this feeling was very short-lived, and it didn't take long to disappear, "Could it be that my body has adapted to the changes in the dead?" If the Dead is really a great cheat, if I can really be invincible in the world, can save the people I want to save, and can do what I want to do, I really hope that it will burst out now, instead of lurking in my body for so long! He was full of complaints, and suddenly remembered Mu Qingchen, looked at the dream lying on the bed, and felt really sorry for him.
Even if the earth disappears from the universe, the sun will still rise indifferently.
Yi Meng opened his eyes, he didn't know how long he had been lying down, as soon as he sat up, half of his body was sore and weak, as if everything in his body was necrotic, his eyes became blurry, he couldn't see who was lying at the head of the bed, he shook his head, his eyes gradually became clear, and his spirit had recovered, Ye Zongju heard the movement, raised his head and smiled: "You woke up, you must be hungry for so long, wait first, I'll go make you something to eat." ā
Ye Zong opened the door and saw a face soaked in tears, Xiao Ai threw himself into his arms and cried: "Bai Luo, he's gone, he's gone!" This sentence made Ye Zong's heart and intestines break an inch, he didn't dare to look at Bai Luo's reluctant and helpless eyes, the misery and complexity contained in them made all of them hate their insignificance.
Bai Luo took the antidote of the 'Night Crow', and his body had a trace of strength, which barely supported him to follow behind the 'Night Crow', and he heard Xiao Ai's crying voice very clearly, "Miss Chu, don't cry anymore, I, Bai Luo, will definitely come back and treat you well, I hope that at that time, you will not turn me away again." "The heart should be heavy, and at this time, it is more relaxed, self-comforting ease, living and parting is like dying with a smile, the same hurt.
The inn started a new day again, Ye Zongzhu paid for the room, and the three of them were about to leave, when they heard someone shouting for the first time: "Murder, there is a dead man in the room in the backyard, murder......" This person is the companion of the dead man, of course he also knows why his companion died, and the people who don't know are scared away because of his call, leaving a few bold and indifferent busy with their own business, eating, drinking, and too lazy to join in the fun.
The two men at the inn were so frightened that their legs trembled, and they slipped into a corner and hid, for fear of being falsely accused, and the three of them were so heavy that they could no longer take care of this self-inflicted matter.
A man with a straight figure and a big bow in his hand stood on the avenue of the inn, he stood there at some point, like a piece of cold ice, covered with a layer of cold mist, his eyes looked at Ye Zongju sharply, and he smiled paradoxically, Xiao Ai asked, "Ouyang Yisheng, what are you doing here?" Aren't you from Mingyue Willow? ā
"He promised me that he would take me to the last task when he completed the last task...... I....... Run away. His voice gradually lowered, as if he didn't want Ye Zongdu to hear it.
"Oh, then you've completed the task now, and you're going to take the dream away, well, tell me, what is your last mission, say it, everyone celebrates for you." Xiao Ai glared at Ouyang Yisheng sarcastically, raising his voice to the highest.
Ouyang Yi said: "I betrayed Mingyue Liu with Yi Meng, there are some things, naturally the less people know, the better, if I tell you, it is hard to guarantee that it will cause trouble, but you are the daughter of the Corpse King, so you should not tell you." ā
"What do you mean by that?" Xiao Ai crossed his hands and said angrily, "I'm the daughter of the Corpse King, do I deserve to die?" ā
"I'm not here to quarrel with you, I'm here to take Yimeng away." Ouyang Yisheng walked in front of Yi Meng: "Now there is nothing to stop us, let's leave, find a place where there is only you and me, and live well." "There was a sparkle of hope in his eyes, a cold man, a rare hope.
Ye Zongdui said to Xiao Ai: "What are you still doing standing here, isn't it redundant?" When the sound fell, his people had already walked far away, and these words seemed to be said to himself, Xiao Ai answered, and left with him.
Yi Meng opened his mouth, and the words were about to come out, but he swallowed again.
The avenue was covered with the shade of trees, with a little chill, falling leaves, ruts, footprints, dirt, crushed and rotted extraordinarily soft, Ye Zongdu's heart didn't know how to describe it, sad? Uncomfortable? Heartbroken? Pain?
"Brother, you don't have to be sad, this dream is not a person with us from beginning to end, she has that Ouyang to protect her life, even if it is revenge, it is not our turn to intervene, your heart should be relaxed, the general trend of the world, divided and combined, maybe one day, it will meet again, this river and lake, say big and big, say small and small, a corner, it will be bumped into, think about it before, you got rid of me, and then in a mountain, don't ......you meet again" Xiao Ai racked his brains to comfort him, and in the end, I don't know what I said.
Ye Zongjie sighed, rubbed Xiao Ai's head, and said, "Don't say it anymore, my brother is a lot older, and he can't think about anything, what are you talking about, my brother knows that you are good for me...... Forget it, I still have enough strength to deal with the 'Night Crow' Yuan Qingxi. Xiao Ai stretched out his arm, grabbed his arm, and said with a smile: "If my brother really thinks so, I will be relieved." ā
Mountains and rivers depend on each other, mountains are not lonely, water is not lonely, eternal and unchanged, creation has given people some hints at the beginning, what is the most beautiful thing in the world, these thoughtless but have learned, why people, always make people difficult? Walking on the verdant mountain road, Ye Zongju still couldn't say the loss, in the past, he never thought that he would be anxious because of these things, but now, there is really no way to do it.
Halfway up the dark green mountainside, the white mist rose, and suddenly two ink spots floated down, one in front of the other, almost the same, straight towards the two of them, getting closer and closer, becoming two big leather balls, the wind rushed by, and the person had arrived in front of him, "It turned out to be Fu Yibo, the two brothers were broken, don't come unharmed." Ye Zongju arched his hand one by one and said with a smile, "Aren't the two of you in the Hongling Gang?" Xiao Ai glanced at the two of them, because of the matter between the prodigal son Feng and Hongling, she was very reluctant to see them.
Fu Yibo got straight to the point and said: "The matter of our gang leader, you must all know, he returned to the gang, faced a corpse and wept all night, and didn't care about the affairs of the gang, early this morning, I gave our brother a letter, asking us to hand it over to Senior Sister Hongling, it is really good to meet you here, just ask you about the reason for the matter." As he spoke, his gaze fell on Xiao Ai, and he saw a trace of a horse in her expression.
Da Po also immediately said: "Why didn't Senior Sister Hongling come back with our Gang Master, and only brought back a corpse, how can this be explained?" ā
At this point, Ye Zongju had no choice but to tell all the things that had happened since he left the Hongling Gang last time, and after the two of them heard it, they were very surprised, Fu Yibo said: "You mean that our gang leader killed Xuan Mingzi wrongly?" Hmph, my master killed Xuan Mingzi, he also deserved it, my master has been insulted by him for so many years, and his life is not as good as a ghost, killing him is just to relieve hatred! "He is the eldest disciple of the prodigal son, and he naturally goes to his master.
"Could it be that Du Laobao's predecessors also deserve to die? She was bullied by your master Prodigal Son Feng, and in the end, Prodigal Zifeng pretended to admit her mistakes and forced her to a dead end, is it also justified? Xiao Ai clenched his fists, eager to punch his head.
"My master is not like that!" Da Poheng stepped forward, his eyes showing a fierce light.
Ye Zong decided: "Who is right and who is wrong, I have said it all, you two are also reasonable people, you will be able to distinguish, no need to argue more, in vain to hurt God." ā
Fu Yibo said disdainfully: "We only know that my master will not be wrong, even if Senior Sister Hongling kills Du Laobao, it is only because the master is his father-in-law, and at the moment of life and death, it is not a heinous crime, but the two of you, what does this whole thing have to do with you, hmph, if you really want to avenge Xuan Mingzi, you should kill Meng Zhaolin, he is the culprit!" ā
"What do you mean by that?" Ye Zongzhu asked.
"Master's illness was almost better, the past things have been forgotten, and occasionally I think of it, but it is just a few words, if it wasn't for Meng Zhaolin suddenly finding my master, what kind of booklet, what kind of silver, and a lot of bad things that stirred up my master's buried in his heart, things would not have turned out like this!" Da Po interjected, "Our brother won't do anything to you, and I hope that you don't embarrass our Hongling Gang!" ā
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